"Hmph! Nothing but big talk. Without the Heaven-Suppressing Bow in your hands, you're doomed. In my eyes, you're as good as dead," the Ancient Demon said. Demonic energy surged into the sky as he charged at Xuantian, a black demonic spear in hand.
Would the youth let him go if he groveled and begged? There was simply no point.
This was a tall, thin man. Apart from his somewhat blackened lips, which looked rather out of place, he was quite handsome.
Though she had been especially fond of sleeping lately, she felt no sleepiness at all after her long journey. Whenever she closed her eyes, Ding Shusheng's terrifying ghostly face, Xiao Zhen's words, and Ding Qing all drifted before her eyes and through her mind, haunting her, impossible to drive away.
Lu Yao had never imagined that Gu Rang, spoiled by his favor, would grow increasingly lawless and even dare to defy his wishes.
But a grand gathering of cultivators was about to be held on Gaoyue Peak. All of Juntian City was bustling, and finding an empty seat in a restaurant was no easy matter.
"I'm not joking. I mean every single word," Su Yin said solemnly, however.
Among the Golden Immortals who had died were Xuntian, Duguang, and Zhenhai.
It had already been a week or two since she left Xiao Zhen's home, and she had been wandering the streets for two weeks. When she left, she had taken along the few hundred yuan he had left her as spending money. She felt her flat pockets; after these past few days, there was barely anything left.
Kadesak blocked the blow. Although furious, he remained clearheaded and swiftly held his spear horizontally above his head, stopping the strike.
As he was getting into the carriage, Nanny Zhao, the Fourth