As a high-level Magic Beast, the Three-Eyed Devil Wolf naturally possessed some intelligence and understood what Chen Jienan meant. Though it was very unwilling, it had no choice but to submit when it thought of Chen Jienan's strength.
One day, the two of them rode the clouds to a Taoist temple steeped in immortal aura. Before its nine-zhang-high gates hung a couplet that practically radiated domineering grandeur: "The Immortal's Abode of Everlasting Life, the Taoist's Home of Longevity Equal to Heaven."
While Li Haochen was still considering how to escape his current awkward predicament, an elder of nearly fifty came to the prison. He wore plain cloth robes and had a plump build, a wisp of beard on his chin, thick brows and large eyes, a broad nose and wide ears, and a big mouth with thick lips. He walked with an elegant air.
Qin Hao strolled forward and absorbed the dozens of strands of dragon aura scattered across the plaza. With his current strength, he could do it with just a wave of his hand.
The Jizhou City Water Conservancy Design Institute had only been established last year. It didn't yet have its own independent offices, so it shared an office building with the Water Conservancy Bureau.
His hand remained frozen in the air. Ignoring the amused look Han Xingxun cast his way, Mo Lingyu could only shake his head helplessly, take the bowl of porridge, and drink it.
Below them stretched endless green plains. As they flew, Qin Hao scanned the land beneath them with his spiritual power.
"But even if they're alive... it's been half a month. They might've already starved to death." Li Jie still followed him, though she couldn't help feeling a little resentful that Liu Ming had chosen this building. Even from far away,