The Old Rogue, Divine Wind in Turmoil

Night snow drifted down, while a bright moon hung overhead.

After simply cleaning up and dealing with a huge pile of wontons,

he brought over a basin of hot water and carefully wiped down the two exhausted women, then lit a calming incense stick.

After doing all that, Yuan Qingtian finally tiptoed out of the room.

He gently shut the door, lit a cigarette, and began puffing out smoke.

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The system's notification soon sounded in his mind again.

With a thought, he summoned the status panel.

No matter what, a dangerous figure had appeared out of nowhere, clad in golden silk armor. By now, he might have killed that old scholar. If he was ruthless enough, no one in the entire village would escape.

Zheng Potian's name had been spread by the local villagers because he was charitable and had extensive "connections." Whether in official circles, business circles, or the martial world, he had countless friends. Whenever anyone encountered a problem they could not solve, Zheng Potian was the first person they thought of.

Qin Chen really wanted to explore Mount Yuehua. The Spirit Energy within Mount Yuehua was so dense that even he wanted to stay and cultivate there for a while.

The instant his palm made contact, boom— the entire room seemed to explode. With Sang Ruo as the center, a violent shockwave erupted outward.

"Isn't that a side effect left behind by Moon's Descent? There's nothing I can do about it." Kordak sounded somewhat helpless.

Xia Yi glanced at Natalie beside him. She looked somewhat confused by the conversation, barely understanding half of it.

No matter how formidable the Azure Wolf Cavalry was, they had no answer for the crossbow bolts raining down from the city walls and rooftops. Their wolf mounts lacked the endurance of War Horses, and the barbarian soldiers themselves were heavy, so they wore little armor. All they could do beneath the rain of arrows was struggle futilely and await death.

As if he had heard some hilarious joke, Elder Yin burst into laughter. Everyone else was utterly baffled as he laughed. "Wan Niu, since when did you people get involved with traitors from Ice Sky Palace?"

The man clutched one of Sang Ruo's feet, raised his head, and glared at Sang Ruo with bloodshot eyes full of hatred. His entire face was twisted as though it had been melted by fire, while his throat continuously let out hoarse, rasping hisses.

The force was so great that several high-ranking wizards and dragons stopped fighting as well, sensing this spatial power that had come from nowhere with strange expressions.

The head of the cosmetics department had been recruited by Luo Zhihe. She was indeed exceptionally skilled at consumer research, and her market segmentation was extremely well done.

But Chen Jun had no idea just how strong her husband's body and bones were now. This mere door panel could not even break through his defenses.

"Wu Shen, what level was the old man you beat up during your livestream that day?" Sun Qing suddenly asked.

And precisely because of that, from the moment the title Awakened appeared, it was destined to draw more attention than celebrities and the like.

Jiang Mingye savored those words carefully, broke them apart, and carved them into the cracks of his bones before turning and leaving as well.

Every day upon waking, she would instinctively think that she had merely had a long, absurd dream—that she was still on Earth.

Chen Lu was Xu Suining's first man. In the end, he was bound to be a little different. She did not know why, but she was also harsher toward him.

"Then let's queue as a five-stack!" White Chrysanthemum and Su Xue spoke in especially gentle tones.

Therefore, Team Jiu had to play cautiously and focus on farming for now. Fortunately, God Ghost Team was extremely wary of Su Xue's Yang Jian and did not dare invade the jungle. Su Xue's Yang Jian had already fully stacked his jungling item, so she slowed down her own farming and tried to give more gold to Zhao Ling and the others.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince, have you laughed enough? If you have, can you tell me why you acted like that in your sleep just now?" Ouyang Xiaoli asked with concern.

Zhao Ling was lowering her head and writing something. She wore a white shirt, and her posture as she leaned over the desk to write was just as proper as Su Xue's. Only one button at the collar of her white shirt was undone, revealing nothing.