Chapter 63: Containing Warmth

"The footwork of the Tang Sect is indeed marvelous." Moke Chihatsu could not help but softly praise as she watched the hip-hop-styled Tang Sect youth, who was swept into the diner by the wind like a fallen leaf.

However, everyone knew that neither of their starting points was particularly high, and their innate talents were considered above average, far from being invincible presences.

"Huo Yan, stop talking! Do you know what you are saying? You do not need to shoulder the blame for me. I will bear the things I brought upon myself; you are merely an ordinary grunt of Team Magma," Maxie immediately spoke up.

Gaara floated blankly in mid-air, gazing at his father across a crater dozens of meters deep, unable to cry and finding it hard to voice his grievances.

He intended to cook for himself at the guesthouse tonight. After Zhao Qian shared this idea with everyone, it received universal support.

The suddenly vanished figure flashed toward his back like a ghost, and Renji, who had been prepared for a long time, spun around with a slash.

After adjusting himself, Zhao Qian actively moved close to Reba, their faces nearly touching.

Above the Sun Star, he had obtained the Solar True Fire—an extraordinarily violent flame. In terms of sheer power alone, it far surpassed the Samadhi True Fire. With his current realm, he was barely able to refine it.

Chen Bolin was almost startled when he heard Zhao Qian's words. Originally, Jiang Shuying had not asked him to buy ice cream, and he had just breathed a sigh of relief inwardly, but now that Zhao Qian said he wanted to eat some, how could Chen Bolin not panic?

One of them had shoulder-length hair with thick bangs that made her look somewhat lifeless, resembling a startled cat.

In the days that followed, Lu Rongrong grew very familiar with the surrounding boys, joking, roughhousing, and playing pranks.

Looking at Shi Nian, who had already lost his life in his hands, Lin Xiao waved his right hand and tossed him onto the ground.

Because the townspeople had been prepared for a long time, just as the Wei troops left their encampment, the citizens inside the city began crawling into underground tunnels.

Nanke thought that they wouldn't have many meals to cook together anyway, since Huo Yunxiao would eventually return to Binhai, taking that girl Shen Mu back with him as well.

Leaving behind these words, Yao drained her wolfberry tea in one gulp and turned to leave the villa that was about to be abandoned.

Zhou Quan knew she suffered from decision fatigue, so he had ordered the signature dishes in advance. Upon meeting, he made her first smell the fresh and tender aroma of fish.

The effect of doing this was to extend the range of the Gatling gun by a full threefold, making it entirely possible to launch shells to the rear of the enemy encampment.

Li Xiang went straight to Li Na and Li Baoguo and said, "Aunt Na, Uncle, if you don't have anything urgent, stay for a couple more days and wait for the results so you'll have peace of mind when you go back. If you're in a hurry to get home, actually, waiting for these results doesn't really matter. The doctor already said it's recommended to go with conservative treatment and just take medicine at home; there's no need to be hospitalized."

My heart suddenly tightened. I lightened my steps, pressed myself against the rock wall, and inched forward step by step before poking my head out to look toward the tomb entrance. My eyes involuntarily widened, bulging almost to the point of popping out of their sockets.

I originally wanted to say he was a jinx and not to follow, but his gaze was resolute. Li Changle's affair was probably a heavy blow to him, and he must have been thinking that if he had gone along, the outcome might have been different.

Hearing that the tone of Chang Que's words had shifted and sensing he was about to unleash some powerful venom, Lian Hui hastily took out a fire starter.

I said, "This is my own affair, and it is not your place to speak." As I said this, a murderous intent flashed in my eyes. I hadn't settled my score with him yet, and he still wanted to come and provoke me. However, I probably couldn't kill him now; this different kind of ghost was likely not something I could handle.

There is a good saying: once a person has attachments, they become afraid of meeting misfortune and afraid of dying. And those without attachments are the freest, and often the most terrifying.

The opponent flew into a rage, and the towering flames burning all over his body converged into a huge fireball in the air. Without any pause, he charged straight at Gao Sen. Gao Sen could only dodge back and forth, temporarily finding no thorough solution.

Before Tiarique was caught in Raymond's combo, he wore a pair of white gloves. Now that the white gloves were shattered, the black ring inside was finally revealed.

Ye Luo did not completely close off the possibility either. If Yao Yunzhu could truly convince her parents, it seemed Ye Luo had no reason to refuse her.

As long as he refined this spear, no matter how terrifying the Tribulation of the Profound Immortal might be, An Bolin was confident he could strike the heavenly tribulation with his spear and neutralize it.

However, over the past two years, her gains had also been enormous. Her strength had advanced from the middle stage of the Yin Sect to the late stage of the Yin King, and the improvement in her archery was incalculable. Moreover, she had acquired quite a few precious items from the Elven race.

The Lord of the Fire Realm had spent his entire life mastering the divine laws of fire, and he knew all the divine fires between heaven and earth like the back of his hand. Such a figure immediately recognized the terrifying nature of the technique behind this, but how could he willingly march to his death?

Night descended, and the ancient village was plunged into deep tranquility. Insect chirps and frog croaks drifted from outside the village, and a full moon climbed up the treetops, casting clear moonlight that draped the earth in a layer of silver radiance. On this full-moon night, the ancient village seemed shrouded in a sense of mystery.

As the Sect Master, no matter how magnanimous he was or how good his relationship with Luo Sihan, he certainly felt uneasy in his heart! But feeling uneasy was one thing; what could he do about it? He couldn't very well kill Luo Sihan to forcefully strip away the Sunset Divine Armor.

"Continue to approach," Feng Chenyu said softly. The three of them continued forward, though at a much slower pace. A quarter of an hour later, the three of them were less than a hundred meters away from the center of the vortex. Right at that moment, a sudden change occurred.

Underworld shamans and underworld sorcerers summoned a large number of nether apostles and ghostly warriors, unleashing fierce martial arts killing moves toward the sky.

Seeing the trusted strongmen fall one by one under Lin Xiang's hands, Zhao Long panicked. He hurriedly let go of Tongtong's hand, preparing to flee, but Lin Xiang did not give him that chance.

If he went out from the Demon Tower to consume the blood of gods and demons, his cultivation would surely reach the peak of the Divine Sovereign realm.

Closing her eyes slightly, amidst this warmth, Chang Shuangqing, who had been slaughtering for days, fell into a deep sleep amid extreme exhaustion.

"Master, Lady Zhou must have let Young Master Yan marry Zhenjie in order to resolve the Madam's predicament. Zhenjie cannot marry into such a family." Ninglan's emotions were stirred, her autumn-water-like bright eyes even brimming with a few tears.

As long as he didn't hack randomly, he should be able to maintain balance, and this place could continue to be lived in normally.

With that, Zhang Yang cast a cold glance at the generals of Yong and Liang, then turned around and headed toward Shuntian City with Pei Zhen and the others without looking back.

Hearing this, the Martial Emperor instantly developed an ominous premonition: Could it be that the Grand Coordinator and Viceroy Zhao Fu had truly rebelled?