Chapter 139: Distortion!

"Bluebird!"
"What do you want?"
Chen Kexin pouted as she walked forward and called out to the man.
Although she had only just met Chen Fan today, she had already gained some understanding of him. Even when jumping from the moving car, Chen Fan had not panicked, but now, his face was filled with anxiety.

Nagato, still feeling uneasy, decided to store the Kongtong Seal within a world inside the Primal Chaos Pearl. After all, the Kongtong Seal had not yet officially manifested in the world; if he were to obtain it prematurely, it might provoke the dissatisfaction of the Heavenly Dao. It was better to be cautious.

Regardless of how surprised the crowd below was at Red Apricot's acceptance, Feng Wu, sitting in the third-floor private room, raised an eyebrow at Ye Xiang, waiting for his explanation.

This was truly how Nagato could, through his own efforts, effect the necessary changes that belonged to them.

Liang Shan was dumbfounded upon hearing this. He had not expected his offer of a meal to be rejected by a new subordinate. He glanced at Ma Zhenlin in confusion, only to find that although the man looked apologetic, his expression was firm, clearly unwilling to listen to anyone else's opinion. Liang Shan could only shake his head helplessly.

Ye Xiang looked at Feng Wu with a grievance-filled expression, dispiritedly withdrew the barrier, and lowered his head. He stopped speaking and stopped looking at Feng Wu, leaving her filled with a sense of guilt and dread.

Suddenly, Mr. Qin thought of a possibility! But then he dismissed it as impossible, though he remained uncertain. He hurriedly calmed his mind, closed his eyes, and sensed carefully. Discovering that they were still within the space, he realized it was not that person. Then, who else could it be?

"Shanshan, how many times do I have to tell you? Whatever happens between you and Brother Jiang Yue has nothing to do with me."

She pulled out three incense sticks and lit them. With her back to the memorial tablets of the past priestesses of the Bai clan, she bowed to the heavens, earth, and spirits before inserting the sticks into the censer. She then took out a stack of talisman paper, bit her fingertip, and used her blood as ink to write upon the yellow paper, sticking them one by one around the altar until she had formed a circle in the center.

Seeing that there was still some time before lunch, Xia Fangyuan did not ask the chef to prepare food and left the house immediately.

The night after returning was incredibly peaceful. Even though I knew I was completely out of the competition, I felt a sense of relief and slept soundly.

During the time Shen Mo was focused on brewing tea, I dared not even breathe loudly, let alone ask the questions about tabloid gossip that the reporters had wanted to know.

The Heavenly Emperor’s lips curved slightly as his gaze rested on the wooden cabin. Mei’er had slept soundly in his arms last night, seemingly untroubled by the illusions, which brought a sense of comfort to his heart.

"Thank you, sir." Zhi Qiu Yiye looked at the spell in his hands, trembling, and suddenly felt like crying. Coming from an unorthodox background, he only knew a few meager spells, which were often insufficient; he had been chased and beaten by demons and ghosts on several occasions.

He walked out laughing. However, the expressions on the faces of Uchiha Madara and Estelle became even more grave.

This was very different from how proactive Mu Meiqing had been when she was at his house. It seemed even the school beauty had moments of shyness.

Su Ning raised her hand to snatch Qing'e's dagger, but her strength had already faded away. Her hand twitched slightly before falling limp.

This was also the thought of Winged Immortal. As for Jumang and Zhu Jiuyin, they still had to handle the affairs of the Wu clan every day and had no time to spare for them. Wu Tian and Shebishen were currently managing the Underworld and were even busier than Zhu Jiuyin and Jumang.

I took the teacup handed to me by the auntie and whispered a thank you, and then I saw the expression of relief on his face. We had finally returned to positions that we both felt were appropriate; there was no longer any direct connection between us.

The old man's mellow voice rang out once more. She sighed; since she had arrived, she would have to adapt. Since the wheel of fate had already turned to this square, trying to turn back was nothing more than a daydream.