Chapter 22

Xing Tianyu looked back at the pitch-black, dilapidated house. Perhaps it was the presence of an old friend, but the atmosphere around him seemed to lighten significantly, and the dark hall no longer filled him with that subtle sense of dread.

Empress Liang cast a glance at Imperial Concubine Qin; her face remained expressionless, though she inwardly scoffed.

Yu Wei glared venomously at Le Bing. She must not allow Le Bing to grow; no, she absolutely could not let the lightning tribulation succeed.

Pure Land Group announced to the public their first two pharmaceutical products: "Pure Blood No. 1," capable of curing leukemia, and "Heart Strength No. 1," capable of curing heart disease.

Perhaps due to her menstrual cycle, Zhuang Qingqing watched the television, slowly lowered her head, and drifted off to sleep.

Deidara had not yet arrived, so Sasori naturally had to wait for him to rendezvous before departing for the Hidden Sand Village. This was their agreed-upon meeting spot.

Old Man Ma frowned, thinking, "Whose child is this? Why are they running around causing trouble at my place?"

Shaking his head, Fang Zheng took out the Mask of All Living Things. After staring at it for a long while, he ultimately gave up. Putting the mask away, he returned to One-Finger Temple.

The voice was exceptionally calm, yet it made Luo Yang shudder involuntarily, staring in terror at the man before him, who appeared as gentle as water.

"Um, Aunt Bai, is the child alright?" Wenren Ting's voice cut in at that moment. His question made Jun Qiao look toward Bai Lanjing, filled with intense curiosity.

As she finished speaking, a nylon rope shot out from the shuttle-shaped device on her wrist, surging toward Matsushima.

Lin Ping had suffered too many losses at the hands of Bai Jinhua; every time she had tried to cause trouble in the past, she had been met with double the retaliation.

She nimbly rose from the lounge chair, preparing to rush into the room; her intuition told her that someone would be arriving soon.

Mo Fu signaled to Yun Yuyuan, and the latter had no choice but to stand aside and watch her handle Murong Yaochang, who lacked the wit to keep his mouth shut.

The Sixth Princess was gentle and steady by nature, never causing trouble; she was a rare and wonderful girl. She was overjoyed that Xuan'er could marry her.

Qin Hai felt a tightening in his chest. His gaze lingered on the lean, dark-skinned man who had just pushed open the door, a flash of ruthlessness crossing his narrow, dark eyes.

With a hum, the black tempered glass on the "Giant Egg" slid backward like an opening lid, revealing everything inside.

Lin Feng was deathly pale. Up ahead, he could see a few solitary zombies wandering aimlessly.

"Big Brother, we were just momentarily overexcited." Kurama scrambled up from the ground, looking ingratiating, with Shukaku and Isobu following closely behind.

Another massive palm descended. The people on the ground were utterly stunned; this sight, rarely seen in a thousand years, had actually reappeared twice in one day.

"There's no escape." The support player’s expression was grim. As he said this, he had completely abandoned all hope.

As the black figure dissipated, the space fractured bit by bit, and Wang Jie’s consciousness was forcibly expelled.

The night was unusually quiet, and the moon was full. Another day had passed in a state of constant readiness. From initial anger to anxiety, then to irritability, and finally to the current calm like still water, where they simply went about their business—the men of the Seventh Company had transformed from fury into tranquility.

Lei Tian’s voice faded, and his figure left an afterimage in the void as he streaked rapidly toward the Dragon Clan.

"Boss, don't worry, we're guarding it. We aren't going anywhere tonight; we’ll stay right here," said Wang Xiang and Zhao Kuan.

"I’ve finished my business here. It’s time for me to go; there are many more people waiting for me to send them home," said Zhao Guodong.

"Are you Zhao Guodong from the Seventh Company of the Fifth Regiment?" Lu Fangjun’s question caused a great shock in Zhao Guodong’s heart, and he grew instantly vigilant.

"Enemy attack!" Following the shout and the blaring of an urgent bugle, the entire Mountain Eagle’s Beak fell silent. Everyone tried to wrap themselves in the darkness; even the patients in the infirmary forced themselves to hold back the blood they wanted to cough up, making not a single sound.

Meng Qi cupped his cheeks in her hands and kissed his lips forcefully and repeatedly.

Yet it seemed that the more one worried about something, the more likely it was to happen. Heaven always loved to tease people like this.

The singer steadied his mind, chanting rhythmically; Yiling’s insect venom did not cause much damage to the singer, but it prevented him from focusing on attacking.

On the other side, realizing that what he saw was the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, Guan Shanyue immediately activated a mind-cleansing spell within his sea of consciousness, believing he had likely fallen victim to an illusion.

As soon as these words were spoken, the killing intent radiating from Tu Hu abruptly intensified. His figure appeared instantly before Huang Yuan, and then, his entire body surged upward, delivering a fierce kick toward Huang Yuan.

After speaking, Sun Shaozu released Yingchun’s hand, pressed his face to hers, and kissed her fiercely. Yingchun froze, and in her distraction, she was thoroughly kissed by Sun Shaozu.

Lan Mengqi wanted to stop him, but her hands and feet refused to obey her, and she watched helplessly as he drank all the contents of the beverage.

A ladder hung directly above the Land of Wood, leading up to the second floor of the tower. Mu Tian returned to this spot, stomped his foot hard on the ground, and leaped into the air, trying to grab the floating ladder. He failed; though the ladder was not high off the ground, it was just out of his reach.

Meng Qi walked here and there with the two children, calculating where to place the flowers and planning the arrangements.

From such a distance, Qing’er could only see them apparently arguing about something, unaware of what had actually transpired.

"Are you implying that there is a spy in our military camp?" Mu Qingyu and Yan Nanbei exchanged glances. Having recovered from the chill of Qinghong’s words, they contemplated their meaning, their eyes widening in shock as they asked in unison.

"You, how could you..." Qin Jueyang’s eyes widened fiercely. He reached out a hand, unable to believe that Qin Tian’an was still sitting calmly on the dragon throne. A look of sheer terror flooded into Qin Tian’an’s gaze, revealing nothing else.

Yi Ling said this because he wanted to extract information from this blonde youth regarding the Green Dragon Society.

Her eyes shifting, Qinghong’s ice-cold gaze fixed upon Shui Nan’s ash-gray face. Her slender, translucent fingers climbed onto his body once again. For a time, the sound of snapping bones rang out incessantly. Poor Shui Nan was in agonizing, heart-rending pain, yet he could neither faint nor scream.

Jiang Lan scoffed. As the Alliance’s most wanted criminal, she traveled with nothing, feeling no pressure at all even while out in public without makeup.

However, to Kong Ji’s surprise, she could not sense Wuming’s whereabouts. Extremely shocked, she had no intention of continuing the pursuit.