Chapter 64 He Ran Away Again

Chen Fan chuckled lightly and formed a hand seal with one hand.
A chilling gust of wind swept past, causing the ambient temperature to drop by at least several dozen degrees!
Before Fu Xueyue even had time to be startled, the ghostly winds lingering around them began to dissipate.
The horrifying lonely grave right before her eyes vanished without a trace.
The self-built rural house reappeared right in front of her...
And a gaunt man—

"I wouldn't dare. What if he really knows and is deliberately making things difficult for us? If I go ask him, wouldn't I be handing him the fuse?" Mei Li said, clearly not someone easily instigated.

"Emperor Zhao, Deity Xi, the skill levels of Lady Nie and the son of Rihe have been decided. The deities of the heavens bear witness to this; all of this is entirely true. Today, Emperor Zhao can peacefully bestow the throne upon Lady Nie!" With that, he dropped the tumor-like sword of Teng Yinyin onto the sea of clouds before the eyes of the gods with a loud clatter.

In this world, emotional favors are the hardest debts to repay; this was a hurdle Li Xiao would find very difficult to clear.
Originally, he had intended to genuinely help him once things succeeded anyway. Since success or failure rested in the hands of heaven, it would also serve as a return for the help he had received from him.

Luo Xuan quickly turned his back, her left fingers twisting slightly as a tall, grey felt hood instantly descended layer by layer from the top of her head, covering her brilliant golden hair in a tight and thorough grip.

Even though Suifeng was utterly unwilling, her body remained completely paralyzed, and with her mouth stuffed full of cloth, she could only glare fiercely at Liuguang.

Luo Chenyang lowered his gaze to look at his own hands; they were still stained with her blood, and his white dress was dyed red.

After dinner, Fu Chengzhou had briefly put on his coat and gone out. Qin Huan sat on the living room sofa, watching him take his car keys, with no idea where he might be headed.

"We cannot leave! Beichen is lost, so we will simply go take it back!" said He Zhen. Steeling his mind, he re-assigned the city's defense duties, dispatching those generals to various posts, before ordering a trusted aide to go to the backyard and fetch Yunsheng.

The Phoenix clan, who naturally thrived on fire, could not only use fire to restore their health points and mana, but it also granted them an additional twenty percent attack damage.

Deities in the Divine Realm were originally quite few in number, and the quantity of divine sparks was strictly limited. In the past, divine sparks were not obtained through the so-called War of Demigods, where one had to fight for and fuse with divine sparks to ascend as a deity, as they were now.

"Could it be that he fought his way through the entire road?" Huang Haoyan looked at Su Peiyun, wearing a smile that was uglier than crying.

In the sanatorium, Liu Mang, Zhang Tianqi, Liu Zhihai, and Mohawk were gathered around playing cards. As the game heated up, the four of them endlessly cursed and provoked each other. An outsider looking in would have thought they held deep, irreconcilable grudges.

"Something must have affected them," Guo Peipei reacted instantly, recalling the little bird perched on her shoulder.

At this moment, inside the classroom of Class 5, the vast majority of students were gazing with looks of wonder and eager anticipation as their new homeroom teacher for the second year of high school, Su Ke, reappeared before them.

Hearing the sudden news that Ye Feng was not dead, Zheng Qi's mind suffered a severe shock, causing him to freeze for a split second. How could Gao Yuan possibly let slip such an opportunity?

Hearing this, the manager recounted what he had heard about the Dark Forest, deepening the astonishment in Tao Yixuan's heart.

Anni smiled gently and uncorked the potion vial in her hand. The multi-colored, glowing unknown liquid inside instantly began to boil, and white smoke billowed from the bottleneck, taking the shape of a misty white skull.

"Though I had considered death, I never expected to perish here so soon," Xiao Ruobai said, a hint of regret in his voice, yet devoid of any remorse.

The Valley of Heartbreak possessed an abundance of poisonous grass and flowers, but normal trees grew there as well. Building houses posed no difficulty for them whatsoever.

Yu Ji could not help but turn pale with shock. Judging by the sensation, once it hit, this psychic arrow would inflict immense mental damage upon him. With no other choice, Yu Ji was forced to unleash a spell to forcefully blast the arrow apart.