Chapter 58 What Garden?
Sitting upright on the stone bench, Lin Siqing wore an expression as gloomy as the sky before a tempest.
He glared fixedly at the entrance of the courtyard, his arms crossed over his chest while his fingers tapped a rhythmic tattoo against his sleeves, as if venting his inner discontent.
At last, Fu Siqiao’s figure appeared at the doorway, carrying a few bags of snacks.
Before she could even steady her footing, Lin Siqing abruptly rose from the stone bench and strode swiftly up to her.
Others also suspected whether Shang Xuan, despite being unable to practice Qi, had resorted to some underhanded trick to defeat Shang Ci, yet none dared to question it under Shang Qi’s imposing authority.
"Barbarians don't use such things," Nan Feng said. Mosquito coils were rare at the time and quite expensive; ordinary households simply could not afford them.
"Broken? The delusions of the weak are always so remarkably alike," a voice of utter contempt echoed through the void.
After enduring a round of praise from his parents, Dongzi fled in a panic, for they kept interrogating him: Where did you go for this study trip? What did you learn? Who did you go with?
With a male bird's head and a body of brilliant red, it stood quietly before the serpentine fierce beast, radiating an overwhelming aura of terror that forced many Condensing Dan cultivators to instinctively back away.
It was a human! Lin Yong hurriedly flew at top speed toward that direction. His soul-form, unfettered and capable of extreme heights, crossed ten kilometers in a mere two minutes. As the gravitational pull grew stronger and stronger, Lin Yong finally made out the scene below him.
"You are no longer her first heart. She devours hearts; without one, she will die. I have come to take your shift," I forced a triumphant emotion onto him.
He went home once more to retrieve his identity card, though fortunately his parents were both at work, sparing Dongzi the trouble of explaining.
Reaching out with a single claw, spiritual energy was instantly unleashed. Just as it was about to seize the high-grade water spirit stone, the stone unexpectedly bolted frantically through the pool.
The Ice Formation flared once again. Bai Suzhen’s feet were frozen into the glacier, rendering her immobile, while countless ice spikes plummeted down like a torrential rainstorm. In the blink of an eye, she was completely submerged. Under the grinding slaughter of the Ice Formation, even an ancient deity of the divine realm would be reduced to fine powder.
Seeing Wang Haisheng’s somewhat puzzled expression, He Chuan burst into hearty laughter and began recounting the general outline of the matter to him.
The potency of this ice blast was immense; though it blew apart a multitude of undead, even more swarmed forward to fill the breach.
We parked the car in the relatively spacious pay parking lot across the street, stepped out, and walked toward the restaurant.
At that moment, another surge of spiritual energy rushed toward those meridians, and Ye Yu finally felt them loosen. Yet they merely loosened, rather than opening completely, and the blood spewing from Ye Yu’s mouth had already stained his robes crimson.
It always came down to that single word: "money." No matter where one went, money was indispensable. It seemed the Lord of South Sea City was truly adept at business, charging a fee even for entering the city—heaven knows how much blood and sweat of the common people had been plundered to fill his coffers.
The ice spear spun once in Lin Yang's hand. Spotting his exact target, he drove it mercilessly straight toward its eye. Lin Yang was certain that if this strike landed, the giant beast would be effectively crippled. His primordial energy contained a multitude of elemental attributes, more than enough to destroy its vision.
Although Celaeno had previously seized the Outer God core and was now likely integrated with Nidhogg, a distinct gap still remained between it and Bu Fan. Thus, Bu Fan was almost certain that Celaeno would inevitably devise a scheme against him next.
In order to escape the Spirit Realm earlier, Bu Fan had merged with the World Will with Xiu Ze'er's assistance. Yet all prior signs indicated that the awakened World Will not only sought to devour him, but was even more likely to use him as a blueprint to forge a new physical manifestation of the World Will.
The three thugs who were just about to make a move suddenly cried out and collapsed, each clutching a different part of their body.
Hong Xing involuntarily raised her head, gazing steadfastly at Pu Xiao not far away, tracing in her heart the features their future child might possess.