The dorm room was small. Shi Zhen stood before the wardrobe, took off his T-shirt, and revealed his muscular chest.
Perhaps once the child, Anqi, was born, the house would become livelier. But thinking of their age, Grandma Liang felt somewhat worried too. She worried that they might not live to see their eldest grandson get married. Still, they would never say such things aloud.
Secretly circulating the Dragon Vein Demon Curse Fist, he drew out half the power of his Demon God bloodline and converted it into killing aura. Xu Wen felt a wave of weakness, yet the immense power produced by the killing aura condensed from thirty-six dragon veins made even him, its user, tremble.
Feng Nieyang could not say a single word. He wanted to cry but had no tears. Was this what they called the legendary injustice of the ages?
"If you have done nothing wrong, you needn't fear ghosts knocking at your door. Besides, your husband is righteous to the core. Even ghosts would run away when they saw me!" Jin Faguang said, putting on a fearless front.
His appearance made everyone exchange looks. Even Hu Xiuli's heart rose to her throat under their stares.
As he spoke, Bai Niu Xuanhuang urged his divine consciousness into the Doomsday Dao Realm. The blazing sun and bright moon upon his horns spun rapidly, clearly activating some profound Dao technique.
With the Xiao Group joining in, Xiao Hongxing became even more powerful, charging ahead relentlessly on the path of expansion.
"Miss, look. Which one do you like?" Inside the room, Bingzhu happily held several long dresses before the mirror for comparison and asked Mozhu, who had just emerged from behind the screen.
"Blood Sea—Dragon Bath!" This was one of the Blood Demon Blade's skills, an extended skill. Seeing