Chapter 31: Arrival in Anguang County

Kong Lijuan was truly afraid of being beaten, and some kind-hearted girls pulled her back.

Xu Qinghuan stood before Lu Nianying and smiled, "Do you know who I am now? I am the daughter your foster mother gave birth to!"

Lu Nianying could not believe it, her eyes wide with shock. It was truly her—it really was Xu Qinghuan!

"My father sacrificed his life when I was three, and less than three months later, my mother remarried your foster father! You grew up in the arms of my birth mother."

Xiang Liang’s voice carried a hint of anger, yet it remained within the bounds of propriety; he further used the hierarchy of social decorum to suppress others.

Nie Wei marveled at this adaptability. Although she had been in this world for some time, she still found it impossible to accept clothes that revealed thighs, waists, or backs.

"What is your wish?" Su Nan regretted asking the moment the words left his lips; this was, after all, the only conviction sustaining someone’s will to live.

Blushing, I dared not look at Xia Haoyu. His other hand had already cupped my chin, and suddenly, he leaned forward and kissed me.

"Your name is Li Muzi?" Under Li Zhishi’s gaze, Jin Xiu furrowed her brows slightly and asked in a calm voice.

"Why don't we go for a walk?" Looking at her mother's back, even though she knew her mother was joking, she couldn't bear to refuse. It was just a walk in the courtyard, there was nothing to hide, and besides, it was a holiday.

"Since the higher-ups of the sects are like this, I don't think you need to worry too much, fellow Daoist. This is not a matter for us to interfere in." Meng Qi was also puzzled by the situation. Could it be that the leaders of all the sects were brainless? Their enemies had already made their moves, yet they showed no reaction at all.

Xiao Shuyi glanced down at the wandering hand on her shoulder. She had a belly full of things to say, but just as she was about to speak, she heard her third sister’s clamorous voice again.

As for the fifth, Zhang Musheng, who had spoken up and reached out to help her, he was clearly her favorite. Throughout the journey, she chatted most animatedly with him, and there was an expression in her eyes that was clearly different from how she looked at others.

A saint’s power comes from heaven and earth, and from the laws of the Great Dao, but after Ling Xiao achieved sainthood through his physical body, all his power was derived from within himself—from the divine treasures hidden in his flesh.

The grim man desperately wanted to strike, but considering the current situation, he had no choice but to endure it; after all, at this critical juncture, it was better to preserve his strength.

The man on the left was around forty, dressed in short, rugged attire with a stern expression. The man on the right had grey whiskers hanging down to his chest and was a kind, amiable old man. The man in the middle was the tallest, exuding an aura of otherworldly elegance and spiritual grace.

In the arena, the obese Kong Lianshun was already mounted on top of Yan Jun. He struck him repeatedly, causing blood spots to appear on Yan Jun’s body—this was, in fact, blood poison.

This was, of course, Mother Park, whom they hadn't seen for quite some time. She remained unchanged, as kind and approachable as ever.

The sound of constant gasping made Nicole’s scalp tingle.

After consuming it, a warm current surged through her entire body. Goosebumps rose over her skin, and a foul odor emanated from her pores, much like flatulence, accompanied by dark, murky stains that resembled the grime left after sweating.

"Awa is right. Our grievances with the Central Plains are matters of national vengeance and personal hatred; they have nothing to do with the common people of the Central Plains. There are those in the Central Plains who have been benefactors to you and me, and we should cherish them," Ye Muzhen added.

Cronus, the ultimate strike of space, directly cracked the unformed magic circle, unleashing a blow with power equal to their strongest attack.

In truth, Yun Xuan did not particularly enjoy smoking; he only lit a cigarette when his emotions fluctuated wildly. And right now, he was in a state of immense joy.

The Azure Dragon was extremely agitated. Only by acting as they did before could Chen Tian and Dantail Yue escape unscathed; otherwise, if the Azure Dragon were to calm down and hunt them, the Emperor of the Firmament would have to intervene.