The Great King is right.

Hao County.
Double Shuttle Forest.
Pitching camp, lighting fires, and cooking meals stood out distinctively in the night.
An experienced martial artist of the underworld would never go near it.
If there truly were a traveling merchant brimming with curiosity who crept close for a look, he would notice the ranks were somewhat disorderly. They looked nothing like human beings, nor were they greenwood bandits, temple fair acrobats, or wandering monks and Taoists.
Through the firelight, taking a closer look.
A head covered in fluffy black bear fur...
The driver's seat was completely empty, and 9S, who should have been lying inside, had vanished without a trace, yet what caught Lin Ai's attention was—
Even among the three young masters of the Yanfa Clan, the cultivation technique practiced by Yanfa Sui was considered the most ferocious of all. This technique even influenced his temper, making his natural disposition extraordinarily violent.
"An organization? What other organization could we possibly be? Naturally, outlaws of the lawless zone!" he replied with a cold smile.
Wang Sheng was moved by the Liu family. Thus, he took his bow, arrows, and dagger, and went to grope his way into the deep mountains in the southwest.
Following the car's navigation system, Dashan drove the vehicle directly to a foreign-affairs five-star hotel in Zhenhai City. Seeing Zhao Jinxiang and these comrades-in-arms, Ye Tian walked over with a smiling face and hugged them one by one. A couple of comrades even gave Ye Tian a couple of resentful kicks to avenge the torture they suffered at his hands back in the day.
Especially Yan Jiaoyue; compared to Xue Lingyuan, whose cultivation realm was clearly at the sixth tier of the Void Spirit, her true strength remained an unknown, making even Linghao somewhat unable to see through her.
"Lord Shen, is it truly a plague?" Bao Heizi asked with a dark face, meeting Shen Shi at the quarantine line.
When the ghosts of Master Wang and the others manifested under the incantation of this Kunlun Taoist, this bunch of runners became well-behaved.
However, in reality, due to the betrothal gifts being either too shabby or too lavish, the custom of displaying betrothal gifts in the courtyard for people to view was gradually abolished.
Perhaps, many years later, people would still remember the heroic bearing of that youth, and Ordinary Taoist would become a legend.
Yang Ming looked at Mu Qianxue's retreating figure and sighed inwardly. At this moment, Aze had already run to Yang Ming's side, slapping him heavily on the shoulder.
Min Tianshan gave a hearty laugh, cupped his fists toward Yan Yan'er, and expressed his gratitude, completely devoid of any senior's airs. After all, Yan Yan'er and Zhang Ling had helped him eliminate a major hidden danger, which to him was an indispensable favor.
No matter how cold she appeared, she ultimately still remembered the kindness of the ancient Undying Bird, or else she would never have handed this Transformation Pill—which could drive Venerable Martial Beasts crazy—over to the ancient Undying Bird.
Fortunately, this puppet seemed to have not retained the cultivation techniques originally practiced by Qian Sherui, but merely preserved its physical strength. Otherwise, even if Long Pingfan had opened up some distance, it would have been of no avail.
With a palm strike carrying the force of ten thousand jins, as it descended, a low rumble erupted, and the crown of the dragon-like and python-like creature's head burst apart accordingly, spraying scarlet, foul-smelling blood and brain matter everywhere.
While speaking, Chen Han handed his clothing, token, and his own sound-transmission talisman to Long Pingfan, and Long Pingfan likewise handed his own sound-transmission talisman to him. After putting away the sound-transmission talisman, Chen Han bid farewell and returned.
The flesh and blood on Lei Tao's abdomen were mangled, his chest was also damaged, and his face was distorted by the torment of pain. He no longer possessed the imposing manner he had when previously fighting Guo Qingyang and the others; instead, he was in a state of utter wretchedness. This only intensified the anger in his heart, fueling a murderous intent that had grown almost frantic.
"The Myriad Demon River?" The Lord of the Four Seasons raised his voice by several octaves, a trace of solemnity faintly surfacing on his face.
I want to get out of the car. If these really are police officers coming to arrest me, I am bound to encounter danger. I must leave while the going is good to avoid unnecessary trouble. In case I am caught red-handed, I would be a complete fool.
Sun Rong was grinding her teeth to the point of shattering them, but the moment she saw her miserable husband and children, she swallowed her resentment back down hard.