Volume 1, Chapter 62: Jiang Shan is Pregnant?!

Though the Grass Snake Spirit Beast discovered the exact location of the poison mist, his identity had already been exposed. He fought desperately with every skill at his disposal and only narrowly escaped Poison King Mountain. Then he relayed all the intelligence he had gathered to Master Huaizhi and General Lai Tian.

At that moment, most of the people around them instinctively wanted to retreat and flee. But everything had happened in an instant, leaving them no time to react. There was no clear escape route behind Gu Luo, so he had no choice but to meet the attack head-on.

“It’s been a pleasure meeting you all today. My name is Zixiang. Don’t let my gruff manner just now fool you—I’m actually easy to get along with. I like joking around with people. Take Liu Bang here, for instance.” With that, Zixiang grinned, showing two prominent canine teeth.

The Dragon King of the Nine Bends learned that General Huang Carp and General Red Carp were locked in a fierce battle with the Great King Shark, Thunder King Shark, and Emperor King Shark in the river at Nine Bends Bay. The people of the Dragon Clan were suffering terribly, and the aquatic folk, driven to desperation, had come to the Dragon Palace to beg the Dragon King of the Nine Bends to send troops to help.

Sun Xing was going to unveil the steam carriage he had built on Vermilion Bird Street. As soon as the news spread, the whole city of Daxing was in an uproar. Many young heirs from prominent families came to see it, and even ordinary townsfolk, curious to witness the spectacle, gathered on both sides of the street. Before long, the crowds were so thick that the streets were empty elsewhere.

“Good. If anyone’s cover is blown, the rest of you are not to rescue them. Catching the criminals comes first! But I’m sure you’ll all see this mission through. All right, turn right! Forward, at a run!” Tie Long gave his final orders.

Guo Nianfei ignored her, more concerned with whether his Xue’er was all right. Watching him fuss over Ling Xue’er, An’an felt a sour pang of jealousy.

“Since everything’s packed, then later I’ll—Brother, have you packed your things?” Zixiang asked, winking furiously at Ziyang.

A middle-aged man’s voice came from behind him, tinged with a hint of emotion. Lin Peng turned around and saw Ye Jingfeng walking slowly toward him.

After Zhou Miao left, Zixiang and the others continued eating at the stall. While they waited for the food to arrive, Ziyuan took out his phone and started playing.

Every sword technique carried a powerful sword intent. Sword intent was a state attained when a cultivator’s understanding of their sword and sword arts reached a certain depth. It could also be said to embody the wielder’s own inner nature.

“Now! Wolfbane!” Seeing a prime opportunity, Tie Muyun immediately summoned Wolfbane and directed both the Thunder Lion and Wolfbane to attack Liu Canfeng. Caught off guard, Liu Canfeng never expected things to change so suddenly. The combined assault sent him plummeting toward the ground.

Everyone else had gone to bed early, but Li Yu was not so fortunate. Zhou Bao had been gone all day and still had not returned.

Fengzhou was now in the hands of the lord, but Wang Zongbi still held the strategic chokepoint of Lizhou.

After sending the letter, he waited several days without receiving any word from Wang Yan, Liu Qi, or Guan Gushi, and grew increasingly anxious. Then a letter arrived.

But even if Dong Xian did come, would he gain any advantage? Of course not. The camp was backed against a mountain, with no passable route behind it, and water in front. To launch a surprise attack, he would have to fly over the water. As for the other two sides, plenty of traps and ambushes had been laid there.

“Yu Zhan treats even his own subordinates so cruelly. I can only imagine what he’s done to the people living in the city. The bastard. Which of you is the city’s hall master?” Long Lingyu asked, her fists tightening and her teeth clenched.

As the firearm thrust toward his chest, Tie Muyun realized that Big Bear was trying to force him back. There was nothing he could do. His lightning blade had been sweeping sideways, but he instantly angled it downward, slicing the firearm into a burst of flame that vanished.

The ninth tribulation bolt of the Immortal Lord Bufu finally descended. It was about to strike the Two-Polarity Mirror suspended in the air when the formidable power of yin and yang laws surged from the mirror once more, meeting the black thunder above.

There was no need to ask whose voice it was—it belonged to An Lingxi. I smiled faintly, halted my retreat, and struck forward again. With An Lingxi drawing the skeleton warriors’ attention, I had an opening.

She did not want to waste the precious time she had left trading blows with Pei Cheng’an. So she broke free of his restraint and went to stand before Old Master Pei.

Li Xiaoyan said, “I was thinking that once I have a little more money to spare, I’ll take Mother-in-law back to Jinghai for a visit.”

His overwhelming strength, terrifying stamina, and formidable physique made Gu You a pillar for any team.

Liang Shiwei stared blankly. The ice cubes she had taken from the freezer melted on the table, and she did not even notice.

Most of all, his stamina seemed endless, just like hers. The first time they made love, they went at it for three days and three nights without stopping.

Gu Meng still refused to return to the villa. In the darkened house, Fu Jinchuan felt his anger surge straight to his head.

Oscar was greatly inspired. On the way over, he even followed Gu You’s example and dragged Ma Hongjun into a quick discussion of a simple plan.

When Fu Jinchuan turned on the light, he saw last night’s meal still sitting on the dining table. The food had long since changed color, making it especially unappetizing.

Once Su Yu becomes a galaxy-level being, how many storms will this great tree of his shield him from? How much rain will it keep off him?

“All right, let’s move on to the next question.” Jiang Bei waved a hand, unwilling to dwell on the subject.

Ever since Mo Niannian found him, he had been called Jiang Jiang. Mo Niannian had never called him Jiang Hu.

After Zou Tianyao said this, the other three nodded repeatedly. It was clearly the only explanation.

After years of absorbing the Song family’s influence and making her way through the business world, Song Lingxue had long since mastered the art of reading the situation and acting accordingly.

He didn’t know any young women. Back then, he’d been poor and had no opportunities; besides, no one had ever been interested in him.

But off to the side, An Xue, who had been watching the filming intently, slowly rose to her feet, her brow furrowing.

A short while later, a staff member in a suit walked up to Chu Haoran and handed him a white placard marked with the number nine.

With Qin Yirong constantly on his mind, Zhuo Bofan went to see her as soon as he had finished entertaining the guests.

Perhaps it was that rare moment of tenderness from Mo Niannian the night before, along with the casual way she had stood up for him at dinner, that had clouded his judgment. He had actually begun to hope for something from her.

Seeing this, Song Yiyi did not try to avoid him. She turned with Xiahou Ce and went to sit by the lake beneath the weeping willows, where they admired the view.