Chapter 128: Something Is Not Right

At the exit of the Divine Alchemy Grotto-Heaven.

Mo Shanhai and the middle-aged man remained in ambush, though they had little heart left to keep staring at the exit. Thirty days had passed since their last watch, and now, another five had gone by. The exit remained calm and undisturbed. This made Mo Shanhai’s heart grow colder. He had essentially abandoned hope; he had clearly guessed wrong, and Xu Zhe was obviously no longer in the Divine Alchemy Grotto-Heaven.

Perhaps in the entire Yunzhao region, there was no other martial artist with such a complete repertoire of techniques, having mastered every single fundamental cultivation method.

As he reviewed the contract, Wang Weiguo offered some explanations. The salary was non-negotiable, but given the importance of the character Lin Pingzhi, the production team would improve his living conditions.

Suddenly, I opened my eyes. In the darkness, a lock of hair was brushing against my nose, moving back and forth. Xiang Yuanyuan was wearing silk pajamas today; they were quite loose, yet they could not hide her proud figure.

Upon hearing Ye Fan’s words, Tao Sile’s face turned red enough to steam. She immediately cursed him as a "pervert" under her breath and buried her head in her meal. Xie Qianqian gestured a few times, and Chu Yao dodged. The two laughed and played for a while before continuing.

Du Ruo ignored the group as they left and went back to his boxing practice. He had only shared the essentials of Xingyi Quan because he saw that Qiangzi was well-intentioned and felt he had been a bit too harsh with his words the day before; it was, in a way, a form of compensation.

The only thing to worry about was that his men were all Northerners, unaccustomed to naval and water warfare.

First was Xingyi Quan. After the skill upgraded, memories of the twelve animal forms of Xingyi flashed into Du Ruo’s mind. If there were still houses in the village, he wouldn't mind if the facilities were inferior or lacked the fine decor of a guesthouse; Du Ruo was not picky about his living environment.

"It means the groom is dissatisfied with the marriage and unwilling to enter into this spirit union, though, to be fair, it is understandable." Hu Ran stepped forward and grabbed the groom by the neck.

"Who! Who’s speaking!" The voice had sounded out of thin air, scaring her so much she forgot to sniffle. She stared into the darkness with her wide, black-and-white eyes, dazed.

After parting ways with Pei Yikun, Yu Ji did not rush back to the hotel but strolled slowly along the street.

People in Shu naturally loved hot pot the most. Yang Limin specifically ordered many meat dishes. Hu Hongde knew perfectly well that Yang Limin was intentionally looking after him and felt deeply grateful. Thinking that his son would be following such a person, he finally felt completely at ease.

The wooden door swayed, creaking as the wind blew through it, while bursts of coquettish cries and roars emanated from within.

Some say that if the Pure K karaoke bar wasn't a raucous place after ten o'clock at night, then it wouldn't exist in the South City at all.

It was a truly beautiful dragon, its silver scales glowing with luster, its golden, vertical pupils half-closed in a way that she imagined looked almost gentle. Clearly, the dragon did not see her, allowing her to observe the massive creature up close with impunity.

Since it had come to this, Yang Limin had no reason to stop him. Indeed, sincerity between people is rare. Wine can always be bought again, but finding a friend you can truly confide in is far too difficult.

"Give that thing to me. Not only can I take human form, but I can kill all of you. How about it? Want to consider it?" Lu Qichuan said with disdain.

Battle is blood-pumping but cruel. Without much talk or fancy tricks, Wu Hao killed his enemies in the most direct manner. His fists, like coiled dragons, struck bone with every blow. He rushed forward and shattered the skulls of two men in black, instantly triggering a rain of blood.

Ever since Lin Ce began practicing the Berserker Fist technique, he had challenged the stronger youths of the Lin clan almost every day. Each time, he ended up covered in bruises and wounds.