Chapter 61: Mother and Daughter Turned Enemies?

"Someone come here, spread a rumor that ten days from now, I will behead Yanshan. I want to see how Yan Lingyue reacts!" Yan Yang felt quite pleased with himself and issued an order immediately.

In fact, Qin Kai had only paid a tentative visit today, but the outcome of this probing was less than ideal. He had caught a glimpse of a corner of Xiao Zhen, and that mere glimpse alone was enough to keep him terrified all through the night.

Qin Long was tossed into the central square of the communal prison late at night. He had no idea what immense danger would confront him the moment day broke. At that moment, he was also unaware that his body was undergoing a bizarre transformation.

This point-concentrated spiritual consciousness, formed into an offensive strike like an invisible sword, instantly crashed into the bodies of the two Heavenly Martial Mansion cultivators.

"In your dreams," Cao Ruyan said. She could tell that what Cheng Yanzhong desired most at that moment was to be accompanied by Su Ruoyao, so she had little energy to chat with him.

Had she known her eyes would be subjected to such assault and torture, nothing in the world would have made her voluntarily wipe down and change Li Junxiu's clothes.

Although the Demon and Monster clans had lost four formidable powerhouses here, they had at least traded for peace. In order to evade the anomalies of the Hot Rock Wasteland, they too had departed Tiger Guard City.

Qin Long was unaware of this, but without those numerous challenger applications, he was spared a great deal of trouble. At that moment, he was inside a secret chamber within the virtual combat arena, known for having the highest defensive strength.

The two of them also flicked their gazes, looking past the formation toward the distant figure of Su Mu flying over. They immediately dissipated the formation and waited for Su Mu to descend.

Cheng Yanzhong went to start his car—a vehicle that looked aged on the exterior, giving the impression of being second-hand, suggesting its owner was not particularly well-off. This was something Cheng Yanzhong had specially prepared with a single purpose: to remain inconspicuous, and to prevent outsiders from knowing that Jiahao, the eldest grandson of the wealthy Yuan family, was in Niuniu Village.

Such a technique could only be executed by the legendary Supreme Elders, Bing Lang and Xue Ya, who had lived in seclusion within the frozen snow valleys for years! With his Heavenly Spirit Realm perception, that patch of the sky was filled entirely with ice-type energy, leaving no doubt as to the identity of the person who had struck.

The two glanced at each other, and then simultaneously charged straight at Qin Yu, their fists as large as sandbags hurtling directly toward his head.

However, as he rubbed and stroked, Yu Yuqian's hands began to wander restlessly toward Shen Niannian's front.

Because Ye Yixing was a newly minted imperial scholar preparing to take the metropolitan examination that year, he went to the Ministry of Rites along with Mu Feng, registered his name on the roster, and awaited the notification to participate in the spring examinations that year.

At this moment, knowing that a massive horde of ferocious beasts was charging toward them yet unable to move, they were naturally terrified to the extreme, wishing they could simply commit suicide on the spot rather than experience the agony of being torn apart and devoured by beasts.

Ling Sihan placed her teacup on the coffee table. Raising her gaze, she saw Shangguan Muer sitting not far away at the writing desk, staring intently at her.

Yet when necessary, snapping an enemy's neck with her bare fingers was merely a matter of an instant.

Ling Sihan had originally come today to wreck the place. Seeing the thwarted expression on Ling Siyu's face brought an inexplicable sense of satisfaction to her heart.

If she had previously felt that it was not enough, she now felt that she had endured more than enough and no longer wished to continue tolerating it.

Amidst the night breeze, Ah Xuan leaned against the railing, dry-heaving toward the river water. The gentle ripples swayed, casting flickering silver light of varying brightness across his pale, ashen face.

Death was not terrifying; death merely turned one into a ghost. However, ghosts possessing a replay of their deaths—burdened by the agony, terror, and anger of their final moments—were no longer ordinary ghosts. Until her lingering obsession was dispelled, she would not depart.

If she were to walk right up and say such a thing, Kaisa might mistake her for a madwoman, kick her out, and blacklist her into the bargain.

"Is there something you need, Comrade Squad Leader?" Ye Tian deliberately emphasized the word "comrade," yet he never expected this squad leader to be completely devoid of situational awareness. Upon hearing those two words, the man showed no reaction whatsoever, instead wearing a stern expression as he signaled Ye Tian to present his driver's license and prepare for an alcohol breath test.

"Can't you just make an international call?!" Lin Ai grew anxious. QB was practically a legendary figure capable of standing against a thousand; missing her in such a massive battle was truly a pity.

"Staying in the space base all the time was simply too boring, so I came down to play," Long Zhu said with a smile to the astonished Lin Ai.

She rested her chin in one hand, looking sideways at the other person. Her smile was like a greedy, seductive venomous snake, letting one know clearly of the danger while still feeling graceful and composed.

"Understood, I will give advance notice next time, but please do not attempt to resist," N2 said expressionlessly.

"Han Dong, listen to me first," Yalu Star King clenched his fists. He had originally planned to wait until the reincarnation was complete so that the two of them could marry perfectly as genuine, orthodox humans in flesh and blood.

Moreover, if there were no fees, everyone would want to play and hog the machines without leaving—what then? Besides, free items were often more easily subjected to praise; that was simply the principle of taking people's gifts and feeling soft-spoken in return.

Su Qingge and Luo Qinghan instantly stiffened all over, the two of them who had wanted to separate freezing in place right then and there.

Because of the motion of throwing that scroll, he was pulled twenty miles closer by the Immortal of Kunlun, yet within the city, six divine temples simultaneously unleashed terrifying divine radiances.

Listening to the remarks of several people, Li Ying also began to watch closely. From a professional standpoint, the young man's form on the field was far from standard, yet his scores for two consecutive shots were quite good.

He bent down, as such a posture invariably easily provoked his coughing fits. Mrs. Parsons could offer no help and could only watch from the side.