Chapter 139: Questionable Provisions (Part Two)

He Wenjun blinked, yet seemed hardly surprised that Yun Shuang had so easily seen through her identity. The smile on her face grew even brighter. “To think I have only just discovered what an interesting woman Lady Yun is. What a pity.”

Yun Shuang curved her lips into a smile. “The feeling is mutual.”

He Wenjun was clearly the sort who became familiar with people at once. She suddenly leaned closer and said, “Speaking of which, Lady Yun, would you be willing to tell me how the investigation is going? Those of mine…”

After his soul left his body, Li Ming was the first to experience the tremendous mobility it granted him. Yet along with that mobility came another terrifying ability—the power to investigate and perceive.

When Gu Caiwei caught the faint trace of melancholy in Liu Jun’s eyes, she felt as though something had pricked her heart. She promptly adjusted her expression.

The transition from feature phones to smartphones was neither immediate nor accomplished overnight. For a time, there were even transitional products known as “pseudo-smartphones.”

“Ah, it hurts terribly.” Yuan Qingling could not stop him, so she clutched her stomach and pretended to be in pain.

“What do you mean?” Jiang Chengyan lowered the magazine. The tranquil elegance had vanished from the depths of his pupils, replaced by the heavy gloom of mist on a winter night. An invisible pressure spread outward from him in every direction.

Although her goal was to marry Jiang Tinghao of the Jiang family, there was no harm in keeping Jiang Chengyan dangling as well.

After the man had left, Yang Sichang pressed his temples. Ever since he had taken command of the army, his body had grown increasingly unable to bear the strain. How could marching day after day be comfortable? His daily coughing and wheezing had reached the point where he could no longer sleep at night. He felt that his body, like that twilight empire, was on the verge of collapse.

“What do you want this old man to agree to?” the Blazing Sun Wolf asked, somewhat displeased, though he did not deliberately keep Winter Solstice in suspense.

Li Kuangren, who had crossed into this world, lived in constant fear, yet the greedy ghosts still refused to let him go.

We do this because the act itself is good. It may bring us fame or profit in the process, as it does now, but we will not insist that every good deed we perform must earn us fame and profit.

The martial world was not as bright and glamorous as it appeared. It was a battleground of fame and fortune, a great vat of dye, and a place where life and death occurred at every turn.

He cautiously leaned out to look over the crimson cliff. The precipice stretched for billions of miles, and at its foot blazed a sea of flames that soared ten thousand yards high. The two of them leaped into the inferno and flew onward.

“Smart, my ass!” Lord Turtle spat viciously, then lowered his head and went back to picking at the sores on his rotten foot.

As in the other worlds, although they could unite to oppose the Chaos Race, they still fought among themselves in truth. Otherwise, given the number of powerful beings among the Chaos races, they might even have driven them back and seized the Chaos Continent.

Twelve security guards stood outside the entrance to the Divine Gathering Building, and each possessed a formidable energy aura.

He Gang had betrayed the yamen and County Magistrate Chen. He would therefore be treated as a traitor.

Jiang Xiao paid no attention to those people. He led Xuan Ling to the altar and glanced over it briefly. An unseen flash of violet light passed between his brows, and the power of his primordial spirit crashed into the altar.

Because the entrance was not deep, it received fairly good light. In bad weather, it could also provide shelter from the wind and rain. Overall, it was more than adequate for use as a transcription room.

The Grand Supreme and the others each plucked the gourds they wanted and turned to leave. Zhao Ling’er thought the orange gourd looked attractive and picked it directly, leaving the final gourd in Hongyun’s hands.

Quan Shu was somewhat disappointed, but there was no time to concern himself with that now. In any case, he was unwilling to offend the magistrate of Huayin County. If everyone went together to offend him, then he could only follow along—but he absolutely could not be the one leading them.

In this way, the Demon Realm instead seemed to have been occupied by the Angel Race. As for the Angel Realm, the demon army had occupied most of its territory, but many angels continued to resist.