LIGHTNOVELWORLD Chapter 776
When Lu Yu arrived at the foot of Shihanfeng, he saw a bunch of the Mo clan members rushing hurriedly deeper into the courtyard. They looked a bit anxious, but with the smirk at the corners of their mouths, Lu Yu knew this wasn’t bad news at all.
After noticing the surprised expressions on Heng Qu, Ming Dao, and Mr. Yu Shan, Lu Yu couldn’t help but grin cheekily and wrote down the last couplet he knew: “The red stove reveals the charcoal, resisting the cold winter wind.”
“Deputy General Kong, this is Zuo Yu, our strategist. Treat him with the highest respect from now on.” Mu Yun Zhao saw the look on Kong Zhang’s face and made an even bigger show of trusting Zuo Qing.
Long before the disaster, Wade, who had successfully fused with super life genes, had already become a powerful royal-level extraordinary being. After the disaster, he pushed his non-human body into god-tier, just a step away from a true divine being.
A bead of sweat slid down Qing Luo’s face, crashing to the ground and shattering with a crisp sound, echoing throughout the entire cylindrical underground palace.
Over here, Hua Yu was quick on his feet, whistling his way out of the bedroom.
Xiao Xiong furrowed his brow; he originally planned to kill the young man outright. But now it seemed that this young man was quite clever—he couldn’t just move against him.
“Scythe Demon!” Li Li’s expression was normal, his tone devoid of any emotion. With his current power combined with the three biological weapons, he no longer feared the semi-divine Scythe Demon, and it was even likely he could kill the guy.
“Dad! Dad! You agree, right…?” Qian Bao was still whining, shaking his arms.
After a long wait without a reply from the three great Confucians, Lu Yu started to get a bit anxious. Could it be that he got the couplets wrong? He seemed to remember a few alternatives—should he try another one?
Xiao Yi sighed. Seeing the situation, he wanted to intervene but didn’t know what to say, as he had already said all that was necessary.
Thinking of this, Zhu Yu Yan’s gaze shifted to her most prized disciple, Wan Wan, who stood nearby.
However, being able to fly with swords, this person should at least be a master of the Golden Core Stage. What kind of reckless disciple from that peak was this?
“You spend all day messing with pigs, do you eat pork every day?” Yan Fei Tian teased him on purpose.
A moment later, he shouted out in anger, unleashing the Yan Yang Marvelous Skill with full force, slamming down onto that dark energy.
Tang Ye stepped back, his blood surging. He had underestimated the toughness of the Iron Armored Centipede’s shell. A floating Iron Sword appeared in his palm, the aura of the soul weapon radiating out as he leaped, slashing towards the centipede’s head.
Accompanied by that roar, there was a strange ‘sizzling’ sound, reminiscent of a snake slithering or rope rubbing together, echoing throughout the area, growing louder and closer, while trees shook as if they were under severe attack.
Ying Yue felt inadequate compared to the Empress, a fact she was most aware of as a mother.
But with the way she handled the family’s accounts, she wouldn’t need to do anything else all day.
Yu Yang’s voice was thunderous; the entire city of demons could hear him. Many demons running away turned back to look, seeing the aggressive but motionless Black Demon King.
This was a conclusion he had drawn, yet it remained just a hypothesis and hadn’t become reality.
As a well-known film base, the area was bustling with people who slowed down to watch the commotion.
Liu Mengli’s face turned bright red, and she quickly held down Long Han, her cheeks flushed, incredulous as she asked.
Then she pulled out a gold needle, ready to stab Sun Yao on the head, but when she saw Xiao Ziyang’s action, Chu Mengyao rushed to stop her. “What are you doing?”
Shi Ling gazed at the pouring rain outside, the thunder rumbling in her ears, and slightly squinted her beautiful eyes.
If all thirty-some disciples from the Exploding Sword Tribe and the Black Ghost Tribe had the strength of lumberjacks, even he would surely lose.
A man made a questioning sound, his deep, raspy voice incredibly mesmerizing. Jiang Wan’s face turned red, and she shook off some unhealthy thoughts, honestly admitting.
Just as the Evil Sword Immortal said, even if he was confident he could defeat the Fire Demon Beast, once the fight began, it would undoubtedly cause havoc—and Shushan wouldn’t be able to handle the battle between him and the Fire Demon.
Yet still, there weren’t many who could, like you, unreservedly dedicate their knowledge and wealth.
Elder Wang’s eyes widened, his mind shaken, adding countless layers of defense around himself, his face turning grave.
Liu Xing nodded, while Bei Ya and Liu Hui looked down to see Helen pinching Liu Xing’s thigh hard.
Considering the yacht’s speed, aiming to cross the Arabian Sea, he figured it wouldn’t take long after departing Dubai for the yacht to set sail.
But right now Liu Yang had no idea how to use the things inside. Although the jade pendant reacted strongly to them, the two objects had been placed together for so long that they seemed strangely harmonious, like long-lost partners.
It turned out that the iron guard charging over was called Qi Zi. At that moment, he was slapped by a panda’s paw, instantly turning into a cloud of smoke and vanishing, which then exploded.
Smack! A loud slap echoed. The nearby folks recoiled, their gazes wandering nervously elsewhere.
Ye Xuan took out a medicinal pill and handed it to the other person, instructing him to heal himself, while he pondered about the Lord of Ghostly Gates.
Granny Meng was happier than anyone, for Bai Wuchang had also been eliminated, completely losing his qualifications as the gatekeeper.
The partridge said to Xia Qiuling, “Welcome to our tribe, you’ll definitely enjoy life more in the east.”
“What was… that demonic technique just now?” the Blood River Old Ancestor asked, gritting his teeth against the severe pain in his shoulder, face twisted.
On December 6th, the sun shone brightly, and a gentle breeze brushed against the skin. It was a perfect day for an outing.
Qin Zhiyuan knew what Lenin and Kolchak feared; Lenin dreaded direct military intervention from European nations, while Kolchak feared being abandoned by the Allied Powers.
That night, the entire Chengjing General’s residence was festively decorated, buzzing with joy. Passersby even mistook it for a premature celebration of the general’s birthday. Inside the hall of the general’s residence, Wan Shan He had laid out a grand banquet, hosting Ling Nan Zi and his party. On a long table over ten feet long, an array of exquisite delicacies and fine wines dazzled the eyes of all who beheld them.