32. Invitation to the Assembly of a Hundred Gods and Demons

The demonic beast Benlei stepped forward with its hooves and claws.

The crimson-faced, blue-fanged Mountain Lord of Wutong lowered its eyelids, yielding half a body's space to allow the merman maiden to sit sideways in the saddle. It gently embraced her, its coarse, oval-shaped demonic nails gripping the reins as it walked past the cavalry general toward the cracked gap in the shield wall. The armored soldiers on both sides parted like waves, their armor clanking with muffled sounds.

Clack, clack.

Benlei glanced lazily with its eyes, its hooves striking the ground with a resounding rhythm.

Black armor...

"Oh my! Bainuo must be completely drunk! How could anyone get this drunk on cocktails?" Tianhua said to Shaman.

That day, Bainuo put on a pair of earrings, bought a bunch of white chrysanthemums, and went to the cemetery.

Because of the excruciating pain, he truly did not want to move. His grandfather beat him fiercely with a walking stick and shocked him with an electrical stun gun, forcibly shoving him into the mecha cockpit.

"Then when are you coming!" Mo Youting's tone was somewhat childish, laced with a hint of playful expectation. Du Ruo glanced at her wristwatch—3:00 PM—paused, and replied, "I might not have time to come over today. I'm heading back to Xuancheng tomorrow and will be gone for a few days. I'll come see you after I get back..." With that, she hurriedly hung up the phone.

Without another word, he grabbed my hand, pressed it firmly against the coffee table, and then raised a blade to hack down fiercely.

Lu Xun had already notified the patrolling lieutenants of the Five-City Garrison Command nearby, who came to help escort the prisoners to the yamen of the Northern Garrison Command.

I let out a sigh and told her to stop being so infatuated, yet Song Fang insisted on going to work with me. While I went to work, she would go find Xu Rongyan. Daring to think and act, she went along with me that very evening.

Waiting at the entrance of the canyon were mercenary troops of the demon race. They held an absolute advantage in both numbers and elite fighters, and upon hearing the commotion, they burst into loud laughter.

Leaving the Azure Dragon Path, I spurred my horse into a gallop, rushing toward the White Tiger Path. I rested briefly only when the horse grew weary, and simply dozed off whenever drowsiness overtook me.

Two pairs of hands were tightly clasped together, yet the Jade Emperor cast the Heavenly Thunder Curse, tearing the two apart and stranding them on opposite sides of the heavens. Fortunately, Chang'e secretly lent her aid, employing the Traction Spell to bind their destinies tightly together, allowing them to meet across three lifetimes in the world to come.

"Met on the road? How did she end up following you?" Feng Wu remained unyielding. From her very first sentence, it was clear that the man had no desire to speak at much length or converse with her further.

Just as Jin Yannuo could not accept Qiao Yaxuan, she truly could not persuade herself to accept Jin Yannuo either.

Fu Chengjue was genuinely angry; otherwise, he would never have used coming to the office as a topic to press the issue.

The fat man, who never expected the Know-It-All to betray him, pretended not to hear. Wanting to trick him into coming out on his own—did they take him for a fool? Ever since he fell for Ao Tian's trick once, the fat man now only gave Ao Tian's words a one percent chance of belief.

"One hundred percent?" This estimate by the fat man baffled strategist Zhi Peng. Even with an additional ten thousand cavalry bandits, how could the success rate of this mission possibly be calculated as one hundred percent? Could Ao Tian still be holding some unknown trump card?

"Ruoxue, don't be like this. Let's think of a way together. The Sect Master has softened his heart, there must be a way!" Ouyang Qingming hurriedly stepped forward to pick up the black magatama jade, offering anxious comfort, as he never expected the Sect Master would actually return the black magatama to her.

Yet disciples trained by the God of Artisans were extraordinary after all. After only a moment's hesitation, Lu Linyun's five fingers had already shifted from fingers into claws, firmly grasping the person's ankle.

The words she intended to say next were choked back in her throat. She abruptly stepped forward, stood on tiptoe, wrapped her arms around his shoulders, tilted her head, and kissed him.

Tong Ruo already understood. Liao Ke liked Qiao Yaxuan, and Jin Yannuo's actions made it clear that he wanted to create an opportunity for Liao Ke while extricating himself.

Zheng Ce used his other uninjured arm to shove Zhong Jiaxin aside. After staggering twice, Zhong Jiaxin immediately rushed back to block him, simply refusing to let Zheng Ce fight with Fu Qingting.