After entering the house, Xu Xiangqing looked around. The house had been built in a neat, orderly fashion, exactly according to the blueprints she had provided earlier. The furnishings were simple and practical, without much in the way of ornate decoration. Still, a house and decor like this were one of a kind in the countryside of this era.
"Now that the Scorching Sun City Burning Art has become an auxiliary inner art for the Nameless Heart Method, I wonder what changes it'll undergo," Yan Zhong asked.
"Second Young Master, you're overthinking it. Prince Ming is peerless beneath heaven. No one can stand against him." Shenping still didn't know the truth of the matter, but he knew Tang Ming was a man who would give everything for his family and friends.
"Wanyan Bupo, can you hear me?" Yan Zhong shouted loudly, but it was no use. Wanyan Bupo couldn't hear him at all. That left Yan Zhong feeling rather frustrated. It was no fun being unable to communicate with anyone and having to watch from the sidelines.
Yan Zhong used Instant Step and headed straight for the Duyu Shifu Mansion. He appeared without a sound in a narrow alley nearby, then walked out and surveyed the place from a distance. The mansion's gates were shut tight, and everything inside seemed peaceful. Nothing appeared to be happening.
"Ugh! Ugh..." Sun Quan, whose mind had been blank with despair, suddenly came to his senses. He whirled around, his hands still flailing wildly.
The call ended once more, and then the Eye Mask covering Xu Le's head was pulled off. At last, he could see again.
"Hall Master, we can't hold out here in Jiangzhou!" A voice rang out in the guild channel—the last thing Zuo Zongtang wanted to hear.
More than a dozen guards also closed in on the Reinforced Zombie, hoping to hack him to death. Given the situation, the Reinforced Zombie could have hit an enemy even with his eyes closed. As he swept his Guan Dao around, he worried about only one thing: that it wasn't sharp enough to cleave his foes in two.
With Martial Saint Wuya's cultivation and wisdom far beyond that of an ordinary person, how could he fail to foresee this situation? Leaving a soul imprint on this Stone Tablet was certainly no easy task.
The painting was utterly ordinary: an ordinary room and an old man holding a cane. Though the old man held a cane, he sat at a Stone Bench playing chess—against himself.
Hei Ming didn't continue his thrust, because Gu Yun's slash had already ended. That black short blade was the slash Gu Yun had unleashed: one complete, perfect strike.
Yet this wasn't some laid-back, gentle man. A chilling aura unlike that of ordinary people radiated from him. The customers around him immediately felt as if they were sitting on pins and needles. They lowered their heads and focused on their coffee, not daring to say another word.
The light faded, and Li An's sight returned. He saw Anji lying on the ground, while the diviner had disappeared without a trace.
When they heard the prompt from the intelligent assistant in their minds, all the newcomer Reincarnators except Nanshan felt like they were about to spit blood.
The Stone Tablet also said that once they entered the bounds of Yaoshan, they must not attack anyone; anyone who did would be killed without mercy. But once they entered Yaoshan itself, their lives and deaths would be up to fate. This, too, was a trial.
As he spoke, he kept staring at Liu Yu. Little did he know that Liu Yu wasn't intimidated by that gaze, which was meant to look imposing. Quite the contrary—Liu Yu seemed perfectly at ease.
With that, Li Hongzhang turned around and clasped his hands behind his back. After Old He the butler opened the door, he lifted his chin and strode out, leaving behind only a heavy sigh.
If Zhou Nan could put in a good word for him before the king or the Prime Minister over this matter, it would be worth more than a hundred words from him.
"Binding Spell Number Sixty-One: Six Rods Light Prison!" Fang Lang pointed a finger, immediately locking onto Kurosaki Ichigo.
Zhao Yunze called out, "Right turn!" Everyone else followed the command and turned right perfectly. But Fang Yizhi, at the end of the first row, might have been so nervous that he misheard. He actually turned left.
"No need to say more. I've made up my mind. Don't question your master!" Yu Wuming stared at Nicole.
"Things that only know how to rely on others to save them are useless. What's the point of saving more of them?" Lan Yu suddenly stopped stuttering and spoke smoothly.
Perhaps because she had spent too long stuck in that swamp, Yao Qiling still couldn't use Magic power. The ordinary ropes had her bound tight. If she were a piece of fish on a chopping board, then all she could say was that her life was being prolonged by one last sumptuous feast.
"Go to hell! You want my Two-handed Sword? Not a chance! Here, give me a hand. Why do my legs feel so weak?" Hans shoved Otto aside, only to stagger himself. He immediately beckoned Otto over again.
Jie'er said Shi Ge'er would accomplish great things in the future? Jie'er thought so highly of Shi Ge'er? Cheng shi felt a warm glow in her heart. After thinking it over, she quietly withdrew. She would go back and discuss it with her husband. Jie'er had never treated Shi Ge'er like a servant.
He fixed his gaze on one of them. When one of the dwarves saw his companion injured, he instinctively tried to heal him. Then, realizing they didn't need healing right now, he froze for a moment. His beard was long, but his face had few wrinkles.
"Good! Karazhan, you'd better keep your word. The Dragon God is watching from above!" There was a certain meaning in Manuel's words. He knew perfectly well that Karazhan no longer obeyed the Dragon God, yet he had invoked him anyway.
Hu Yan was about to get angry, but quickly calmed down and nodded. "Yes, that's only right." As he spoke, he took a faintly glowing white token from his robes.