110 Superheroes 19

At some unknown moment, an old man took a seat beside me. His hair was white as snow, and the wrinkles etched deeply into his face were like iron. Strangely, his eyes were hollow—completely blind. Without waiting for him to ask, Lan Bingyue immediately explained the situation, telling Su Yang about the Vein Altar.

The courtyard erupted into a lively commotion, with everyone talking over one another, unable to stop. The basin was densely packed with houses, even more beautiful than the finest I had seen in Qingzhou.

“Pah, pah, pah! We haven’t even sworn brotherhood, and you’re already cursing me—what bad luck!” Yi Xuan said with a dissatisfied expression.

During the recent soul search, Lu Chen found no trace of the Yaochi group, nor any information on the status of the Barbarian Seal, which he cared about most.

Despite being fully prepared and vigilant during the skirmish, he was still unable to bridge the vast gap in levels between the two sides.

Five days later, in the Ascending Heaven Forest, Hou Zhiyuan and two others were hunting beasts when suddenly surrounded by over ten men in black. After a fierce magical battle, they were all captured and taken to the Dark Gorge.

Unlike before, this time after Pan Ling and Xia Jing were eliminated, they did not urge surrender but instead looked at Yang Bian with a final glimmer of hope.

“If you let me stay, I’ll do anything,” Cheng Yiyi sat up, her expression serious as she looked at Gu Shaoqing.

“I saw your account log in several times when I was playing Counter-Terrorism!” Old Zhao immediately slapped Dapiao Squad Leader’s face with this fact.

Dapiao and Manager Liu both had homes in Chaha Chong, and Master Lin had returned home by car that day, so only Old Zhao, Eric, and I remained in the dorm. Old Zhao had to stay an extra day at school because he couldn’t get a ticket.

“I hope so. But if we count the Qi Refining stage along with Xuan’ao, even if we have intentions, we are powerless. The more we know, the more worried we become.” Ice is water, and she understands miners without morals. She is not worried about Luo Xu.

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Upon realizing it was a trap, she felt a flicker of temptation but also annoyance, which led to that later outburst of tearful deception.

“If it weren’t for one’s own kin, who would take such risks? Oh, I forgot—you wouldn’t understand this deep familial bond, right?” Ziying’s tone was full of sarcastic derision.

Luo Xu also noticed that most Qi Refining stage formations were compound; single formations were rare but powerful.

Nan Fusheng pondered with lowered eyes, then quietly turned and stood behind Nan Zuisheng, who was carefully brushing his long hair at the dressing table. His ebony hair flowed like silk, cascading over his waist, shimmering faintly under the soft light.

The father-in-law and others looked at Yun Heng with thoughtful expressions; their gaze had changed. They had heard about the son of the Minister of War marrying three princesses—turns out there were many intricacies behind this.

The lizard’s head was raised high, its black scales overlapping to protect the entire black dragon’s body. Even the most delicate eyelids were covered with thick scales. Rows of spines lined its back, and its long tail coiled in front.

After leaving the Flame Giant who had provided intelligence, Sherlock immediately returned to the Eternal Kingdom’s dungeon, not to deal with the war between the Eternal Kingdom and Victoria, but to find the succubus Evelyn.

The idea was indeed bold. Jiang Tian now understood why Jun Shun and the others were so worried.

The young sect leader had said last time that fifteen Golden Core cultivators, including himself, were entering the secluded realm.

He now realized that his usual thunderous methods were remarkably effective in handling certain business matters.

The weather was hot, yet Qing Kong’s fair, slender hands felt cool and gentle. Whenever they applied medicine, he would touch them, as if the finest jade was pressed against his skin—extremely soothing.

Ye Minghuan had been waiting for this very sentence. Although she did not want Ling Xuance to touch her, receiving this news was worth a touch.

After hearing this, Aquila’s face lit up with joy, his eyes repeatedly scanning Qiu Yingxue with growing satisfaction.

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At that moment, Song Chonglou bent his waist further, his seemingly clean but actually extremely sickly face appearing just centimeters from Su Nian’s.

Suddenly, the rapid sound of horse hooves came from afar. Everyone turned toward the noise, and soon, a one-eyed giant rode in.

Vlad absolutely refused to accept this. He would never let the government take Beijapunk back. The man represented something beyond ordinary understanding; both the government and Vlad valued him immensely.

Xu Zuoyan looked over just as the man turned his head. Upon seeing Xu Zuoyan, the man mockingly gave a thumbs-down gesture. This was Wei Qinting, who had a grudge against Xu Zuoyan.

How much time had passed? How long had it been since the Don Quixote family passed to Delos Rosa?

Cheng Dong recounted how Cheng Chumo had a justified reason to severely beat Wang Xingxin, then learned that Wang only broke a rib and would likely recover in two months.

Yet, with the inevitable departure from this world—leaving them behind and uncertain if they would meet again—Ye Feng’s heart felt shattered, mixing guilt, shame, love, reluctance, and torment in a deeply complex tangle.

When Wang Xingxin heard he had to cook again, he reluctantly agreed, suspecting that Old Li and Cheng the Old Trickster might have conspired together.

As soon as he finished speaking, several others on the beds gathered around, asking me if I had any money or cigarettes.