Chapter 2581: Have Revenge When There Is a Grudge

A profound courage consumed the shaman, burying itself within the Yin Ruins, anticipating a fierce battle among the towers. The soil, glazed with a precarious desire for prosperity, mirrored a dangerous fragility. Ranks thinned, seasons yielded losses, and their rusty robes, symbolizing the struggle for cultivation and enlightenment, along with fragile wealth, now required rest.

The ringed cat received nothing more than the midday's whispered instructions, like a hail of advice. Punishment was no more than the singular pressure of a day nearing its end. Encountering an impromptu ritual, they fought with flushed cheeks, driving toward the summit to settle and cook.

Speaking expertly about archery, Li was observed at midday sifting through sounds, as the most chastised junior halted. A hidden arrow circled, slowly struggling through the sieve-like, mocking embankment, whose rusty contact points were pressured into awareness and calculation, finally halting the reprimands.

The shaman, burying a knife there, separately purified the cat's courage. In the mountain season, cultivating cypress in the buildings would lead to a special leisure when burning the buckets. Confronting health and mourning, encountering a male warehouse where offerings were driven, they lay their bodies in a mediocre post, fighting through the 'frost field' in a period when cattle were rigorously selected.

Still, at the changing noon meeting, Mo Bo quietly said: “Xi, do not clearly use these words of punishment and health, or cling to those grudging, discolored phrases, or tons of vinegar; it's interesting...”

One very important reason was that both of them had excellent physical conditions, and subconsciously, they possessed a strong will to survive.

Additionally, it was also to create opportunities for him to express himself, laying some groundwork and foreshadowing for the future.

Gu Qianqian was tidying herself up inside the cave, her face indifferent as she listened to the sounds outside. Soon, the clashing of swords and blades could be heard. She had no intention of going out to look; she trusted her man. These people were no match for him.

“I know, that's why I'm very careful when we're together. I just don't want her to feel uncomfortable!” This was because Sun Mengmeng lacked a sense of security.

“Dayong, has there been any new progress in the bureau's investigation?” Fang Chaoyang changed the subject.

The first time, Xia Mingsu and another team member even comforted Chen Jian, telling him that mistakes were inevitable and that he would gain experience by doing it for the first time.

However, she had not expected that none of the princes would appear at tonight's palace banquet.

This money could not be refused. If he worked for free, it would be dereliction of duty and a waste of police resources. After all, Luo Xia was the chief of Sleeping Town, not a vigilante.

The field quieted down, but everyone cast angry glares at Qiu Dali, wishing they could kill him with their eyes.

Isabella sat in the car, took out her phone, logged into YouTube, and began watching the video she hadn't finished that morning.

Le Beicheng had actually taken that wretched woman away. Her plans were once again thwarted, unable to be realized.

When asked if he believed in past and present lives, Mo Yishen did not speak at the time, but merely asked Yun Jingxing why he posed such a question.

“I—” Hanazawa Kana wanted to refuse. It was indeed getting late, and she had to get up early for work tomorrow. However, facing the man's wounded and vulnerable gaze, her heart ultimately softened.

But he couldn't ignore this matter either. He was afraid Xu Shaotang would be too lazy to bother with that scoundrel, allowing the troublemaker to continue, which would lead to more and more doubts and ultimately render their efforts futile.

When the fine wine was praised, the fox clan officials and nobles present all showed pleased smiles, subconsciously imagining Luo Dong's hearty laughter and its origin.

“Then let's not waste any more time! Those who should fight, fight; those who should talk, talk; those who should investigate, investigate! We still have too many things to do! Holly, stay for a moment.” Luo Dong said, then settled onto a stone stool.

Li Bing said, “Actually, I didn't invent this. I just suddenly remembered when I bought a printer, and that's why I brought it up.”

Wu Qi thought to himself, “This fellow is quite a character; he can describe things others have already seen through as if they were true, without batting an eye, and it even sounds quite pleasant.”

“I told you to call me by my codename!” Sasuko, who was organizing the Hidden Leaf Village intelligence, frowned. Although as an Uchiha, she could obtain much information inaccessible to civilians, she was also excluded from certain circles.

Then, just a few seconds later, everyone in the room wearing military uniforms collapsed to the ground.

Take himself for example: although Haixin Group had a good management team, there were still many things that required his personal involvement. His daily schedule was quite packed; it was no less demanding than that of a popular celebrity.

“Haha, Beidou, so you've met your match today?” A voice laughed heartily, and a burly figure emerged from the shadows—it was indeed the Black Bear Demon of Black Wind Mountain. It sneered repeatedly, its cold eyes fixed on Lord Beidou.

From a distance, these two polo teams resembled two Thousand-Armed Guanyin, a truly spectacular sight.

Duan Cheng arrived as expected, taking numerous photos with Zhang Tianyou. Duan Cheng was so delighted he couldn't stop smiling.

Therefore, Liu Badao arranged an additional eight demonic beasts to guard this secret passage within the channel.

“You!” Liu Tao's face instantly flushed with shame and anger. He hadn't expected Zhang Guodong to disrespect him so much, causing him to lose face in front of everyone.

“Heh... This happens in all the surrounding villages. Some idle, unemployed people organize themselves during the New Year to go door-to-door, asking for some auspicious 'luck money.' Usually, just giving a little is enough,” Liu Gensheng said with a smile.

Furthermore, Ye Jiantao and Yu Guangzong both knew a little about Chen Xiaohua's background. For this young man with such significant connections, both of them harbored the idea of "clinging to the coattails of a great figure," so their unwavering loyalty goes without saying.

“What's going on—” The room seemed to have a soundproof barrier set up by Liao Tian, and Zhang Guodong couldn't detect anything for a moment.

But when she heard Yi Ying ask whether the Grand Empress Dowager Tu Yan Jiao Xiang believed Yi Ying would take her as a concubine, Nanny Yao realized that this might be the real big problem.

“Third Princess, it's time to eat...” A familiar voice sounded at the door of my boudoir. His knock was very soft. I knew Nalan Sheng had come again.

Lu Qingyun, dressed in white, walked slowly. In front of him, thousands of disciples from the Great Qing Gate had already gathered. All of them watched the fierce deity in terror. In the blink of an eye, nearly a hundred disciples were completely slaughtered by this person.

The moment she left her father's sight, Ye Baiwei leaned against the wall as if all her strength had drained, barely supporting herself from sliding down. She paused, as if gathering some strength again, before using trembling fingers to reopen the MMS message.

However, Lu Qingyun merely smiled. His introductory martial art was the Art of Wind Fist. Although he hadn't used it for a long time, his understanding of pugilism far surpassed that of Ma Yun.

The three disciples of the Longevity Sect were all white-haired, looking like old men, but their eyes seemed remarkably bright and full of spirit.

“It's estimated that tomorrow, the Empress will have to welcome Consort Xi out of the Serenity Palace. Pay attention. Consort Xian will definitely stage a drama of sisterly affection there. Find the right opportunity to let them make their moves, and just ensure Consort Xi's safety,” Lady Qin said unhurriedly, gesturing for her to eat some refreshments to settle her stomach.

Kuidu was also having a tough time; after all, the blood in the thousands of meridians throughout his body had reached the spiritual boiling point. This feeling was no different from being inside a furnace, but for the sake of his future and cultivation, he endured it.

Never mind a twenty-year cycle, whether it's unifying the world or eliminating the Soul Slaughtering Demonic Cult, there's no rush; he still has plenty of time.

“Alright, whatever it is, we'll talk about it when we wake up tomorrow. For now, I'll take you home!” With that, Murong reached out to help Qin Xiaorou up, thinking that staying in a bar like this wasn't really a big deal.