Alfred had never seen Aoko Aozaki use divine arts to heal the wounded before, but as a Church executioner, he was clearly a hunter with a practical streak. He would not dwell on any religious impropriety in the means used to heal him—as long as they were not methods of the filthy blood race. But the black-clad Blood Saint beside him did not think so. As the Church's Blood Saint and an extremely devout believer, she... At three in the morning, Ai Ying got up, still heavy with sleep, walked to the car, opened the door, and got in.
When the door shut, it did not make much noise, but to Ye Li, it sounded like a resounding bang. She almost sorrowfully felt that this door had completely cut off her life. Other than moving forward, endlessly forward, she had no way out.
Meng Tietou thought, Anyway, you can't produce any evidence. As long as I insist it's a rumor, there's nothing you can say.
Qin Tian had originally thought this was merely a conflict between the Tianqing Sect and the Kunlun Sect, but now it seemed that things were far from as simple as he had imagined.
In any case, no one present could think of anyone in this world besides the English and the French who had the capability to build such a huge, cumbersome prototype ship.
"Awoo, damn humans." Along with that clumsy cry, the long-hidden Demon King finally appeared in the sight of Qin Tian and Yi Qingying.
The Liu family lived on the other side of the city. Ye Li remembered Madam Liu mentioning that the Liu residence had a deep, secluded courtyard, with lakes and mountains nearby and beautiful scenery. Yet the place where Liu Tianqing had asked her to meet him was a