Chapter Seventy-Nine: Tying Up Her Hair

The nighttime streets gradually emptied, and the surrounding darkness grew so unnaturally quiet that it seemed some terrifying creature was watching from the shadows.

The slave trader had specifically warned Mu Guang that, since she hadn’t revealed her true name, only the slave collar around her neck could restrain her.

Nyx understood that Ron was laughing at him, but there was nothing he could do—his magical power was difficult to control, and mastering spells would require diligent practice.

“At last you understand my suffering! I can see and hear it all the time, even when I’m cleaning things,” Ron replied, clearly excited.

All the formulas and abilities of the Moon Sequence were displayed before Dumbledore, and at the end, it mentioned that the bearer would develop a subtle connection to the potion ingredients required by their sequence.

Though he knew the giant was enormous, Gao Ping was still astonished when he finally drew near.

At the same time, Ren Weiyong’s body stiffened; when he tried to speak, a horrifying growl escaped his lips instead.

Since both Judy and Shuichi Akai were in Japan, camping was an activity that simply had to be tried.

No doubt, news of Xia Li being beaten had reached his ears, prompting him to come looking for trouble.

Several knight motorcycles halted, and all the patrolling knights in the vicinity rushed to support them. Among them was the trainee knight Kazuma Kenzaki.

Under the emotional gazes of the Beginningless Emperor and the others, Taiyi’s body suffered wounds and cracks appeared on his surface. Strong as he was, peerless in physique, he was still injured.

The Earth Bear let out a grief-stricken roar, seemingly complaining to the heavens, and at that moment, the thief stepped out from the side.

Achong stepped forward and kicked the gun out of his hand. The pistol traced an arc through the air before plunging far down into the misty ravine.

Everyone chatted and laughed over dinner, and afterward, Lisa Sha returned to her own team. With the inner academy selection imminent, she dared not be reckless at such a critical moment.

The man, red-faced from Hall’s rebuke, didn’t dare start a fight here, but he still pointed a finger at Hall.

The Celestial Lord Lingbao stood in the void, his form shrouded in Daoist energy, indistinct, opening his immortal eyes to gaze at the domain where Taiyi was undergoing tribulation.

He rose from the bed, tucked the covers around his two beloved wives, and for some reason, felt an emptiness in his heart.

He had collected eight “Eyes of Creation” and was preparing to descend further into the sixteenth level of the Palace of the Sea Deities, but just as he obtained the eighth eye, a sudden change appeared before him.

Icy blue flames slowly rose beside Meng Xue, while on the other side, the white mist surrounding Lin Wuwan gradually condensed.

Besides, Su Xing had ideas of his own. Living in constant fear, stealing from others, was no way to go on. His ultimate goal was to infiltrate Jiang Steel and steal directly from them. After all, even if they caught these kids, it would just be a matter of persuasion and education—no real danger to their lives.

What had happened in the Void Expanse? Without the fan, Gexi Nanhuo could never leave the Void Expanse. The fan was in the Water Mirage, and with Gexi Nanhuo’s abilities, he couldn’t retrieve it, for his heart was tied in a knot—the other side held his wife and the Gexi clansmen he’d killed.

Following the direction indicated by the celestial crane, Fang Xuanzong and Luo Jingtian saw, under the armpit of the white spirit hound’s corpse, a three-inch-long green dagger embedded there.

Mo Jinyang smiled warmly at Zhao Ruzhi and the others. “Welcome to Kaifeng,” he said with a laugh. He was delighted; his guess had been right, and the person his junior sister contacted was just who he wanted to work with. Earning half a million so easily—how could he not be happy?

After Cao Ge opened the door, a flash of pain crossed his deep eyes as he looked at Li Jing’er.

Chen Shaojun’s heart stirred, as if sensing something. Almost instinctively, he lowered his head and looked down. Below, the rolling green landscape that had looked like a carpet finally began to change.

“Above first rate comes innate!” came the calm voice from Lieti’s mouth.

Xiao Han was momentarily stunned. So this fellow wasn’t just another idle officer—he could actually see through to this layer.

He hadn’t expected to dispatch that skull so easily, but before Sha Duting could relax, he saw a wisp of black thread fly from the skull, swirling in the air, its purpose unknown.

“Drink it now.” This approach still worked on Sikong Jue; after all, he had suffered many losses at her hands. Seeing him drink the tea, Leng Bingxin nodded in satisfaction.

However, this tranquility was only temporary. The two great families of Flowing Sands City began to war, and as the ruling family, the Xiao clan could not stand idly by.

This man was dangerously persuasive; if she were to be sold out by him, Le Caiwei felt she’d cheerfully help him count the money, and found herself lacking in resolve.

Madam Du stared in disbelief at her own arm. How could there be nothing? When Shen Biyue had pinned her down, her limbs had been numb with pain, and even breathing had seemed unbearable, yet now there wasn’t even a mark.

The two of them—one gentle as the spring breeze, the other cold as a winter river—together, even if you threw a stone between them, not a single ripple would appear.

Large beads of sweat rolled down Wan Qi Yin’s pale face. His eyelids fluttered but didn’t open.

“Don’t mention him to me. All men are pigs,” Nan Gongqian muttered as she caught sight of the figure in white approaching.

“Of course—it must be. The gods are surely greeting us!” The Fourth Elder, grinning like a fool, shouted drunkenly.

At that critical moment, she was suddenly given internal energy by someone else. Was he so full of power he had nowhere else to spend it, wasting it on her?

To destroy such splendor—whether or not Bai Yujing had the power, he could never bear to do it.

Naturally, Bai Yujing had no objections. He bore no blood feud with the Chen family; to slaughter them all and intimidate Jiangling City was enough to serve his purpose.