Just a Moment Was All It Took, Dali Was Certain

Liu Ruyan's expression quickly returned to normal.

She looked at Yuan Qingtian.

That gaze seemed to demand an explanation from Yuan Qingtian.

She did not want the once-peaceful Skywater Academy to be thrown into chaos by the mess between the two sides.

Yuan Qingtian did not want her to form a negative impression of him either.

Then, he set down his teacup and gave Feng Qingxuan a disdainful smile. "Dean Feng, did you actually read the letter Dean Huo sent you carefully?"

Feng Qingxuan gritted his teeth, his face plainly spelling out the words "I don't believe it." "Do you think I'd believe words meant to deceive a three-year-old?"

What God Realm invasion? What powerful expert controlling human bodies...

Utter nonsense!

He had lived...

One had to know that the study of formations was vast and profound. Without sufficient time and accumulation, one could never achieve anything. And how old was Chenmo? At most, just over twenty.

The band of light was stimulated by Spiritual Energy and erupted with astonishing power, but only the portion of Spiritual Energy that came into contact with it could sense that power.

As Yu Liuming freely savored the fragrant fluids of Ning Shuangying's mouth, his hands continuously roamed over her delicate body, fully appreciating the endless beauty of her curves.

Through his conversations with several survivors along the way, White Wolf roughly understood what had happened in Fox Village.

Ning Ye's expression shifted unpredictably. In the end, he rose from the sofa and walked toward the large bed where Long Liuxi was.

Zhao Xian knew this as well, but over the past two years, he had been busy cleaning up Northern Qi and Western Chu and had not had the time to turn his attention to this matter. Over the last half year, he had seized the chance to rest properly and had not thought of it either.

At the end of the twelfth century, after obtaining a temporary peace with Annan through negotiations, the Champa people had once advanced along the Chao Phraya River and Tonle Sap Lake, invading the capital of the Angkor Empire.

As far as the eye could see, the sky was gray and the ground was white. Yet the whiteness covering the ground was nothing else but bones scattered everywhere! There were human bones, beast bones, many bones from other races, and even numerous Dragon Clan skeletons.

No one noticed that a phantom appeared before Mo Song's eyes before merging with them.

Although White Wolf had not been able to take human form, he had inexplicably gained the ability to stop time. He was so delighted that even the injury on his left foreleg did not hurt as much.

It was her first time witnessing such an intense battle among Divine Beasts. It was as terrifying as the end of the world.

"Bang!" The golden flames were finally broken apart, and the scarlet figure appeared before everyone once more. At that moment, they discovered in despair that those scarlet eyes had turned dark red, seeming to be wreathed in wisps of black mist, making them even stranger and more bloodthirsty.

It only required a week of his time. Mikeli was no fool, so why would he refuse?

Children from wealthy families were usually rather arrogant, but this family was quite decent and treated people politely.

By the time Lin Xiao set foot in the Sinnoh Region, the eyes of everyone in Kanto Region and Johto would likely be focused on Sinnoh, waiting to watch the show and venting the anger they had once felt through Lin Xiao.

After the family happily finished their New Year's Eve dinner, they set off fireworks in the garden. Seeing how happy they were, Ming Nan could not bear to ruin the atmosphere.

An hour later, Princess Qinghe finally could not hold on any longer. Li Qianzi slashed her with a sword, and she screamed as she fell from the sky. With a "Bang!", she crashed heavily to the ground, smashing a huge crater into it.

Thus, Fu Lin's food intake over the course of a day was astonishing. Moreover, it had to be delicious food, or rather, meat. As a result, Fu Lin's appetite and capacity for alcohol were both now extraordinary.

Ling Jiajia did not understand rings, so she frowned and examined them carefully, unable to tell which one was better.

Su Li scribbled away, writing with utter "focus and seriousness," not looking at the father and son's gazes at all.

"Poor Li Weifeng. His heart clearly held only you, yet because he was too outstanding, he suffered such an undeserved disaster." Princess Moyan sighed hypocritically.