The instant Gods and Devils Li Qingshan stepped through the gate of light, he felt his entire body lighten, as though he had passed through an invisible curtain of water.
Nine-colored rosy light flowed endlessly before his eyes, enveloping him completely and making his whole body feel warm, as if he were soaking in a hot spring.
When he opened his eyes again, Mo Lingxi, the Primeval Devil Saint, the Dharma King Yin Xu, and Wu Xiong were nowhere to be seen.
The world was a vast, boundless expanse.
He stood alone within an immeasurable chaotic space. Beneath his feet, grayish-white chaotic qi surged without end, stretching as boundlessly as an ocean.
The old man smiled soundlessly, pondering how to remind Xue Jing of his arrival in a suitably impressive manner.
The moment Bai Xingyi closed the door, Zhan Shaoting's eyes suddenly opened, and he glanced toward the bedroom.
If Ye Jiarou had not insisted on buying that plain white cheongsam for herself, causing her to wear the same outfit as Yan Manman, she would not have brought this disaster upon herself.
The large characters read: Shenghong Bank. He had also asked around; Shenghong Bank was on this very street. He stared at the sign for a long while before confirming that the place opposite was indeed Shenghong Bank.
Xie Mao carried out his mission with great seriousness, diligently searching for someone who might feel deeply grateful to him and willingly be buried alongside him.
Young Master Lu already had wealth and power; all he lacked now was a beauty. This act would surely satisfy the Third Young Master.
Prince Yu sneered, "Little sister, with so few people to meet the challenge, how long can you hold out? Why are you so foolish, insisting on driving yourself into such a