24 The He Family's Protective Nature.

Of course, there is one benefit to leaving people here: it prevents them from entering the cave and being wiped out by demonic beasts.

Having suffered heavy injuries, Qi Fei vomited a mouthful of blood. His vision went black, and he lost consciousness. The victor of this battle was, naturally, Li Kun.

The place was not only filled with thick demonic aura, but that aura was also permeated with deep resentment—a manifestation of the unwillingness and fury of the demonic beasts that had perished there.

"What of it? It’s just two dead men. If he dares to come here, I’ll kill him too," the old man said dismissively.

"Release the General!" Several large men aimed their rifles and pistols at Feng Er. Most of the others had already entered the dense forest to hunt for Jixiang and Ruyi; those remaining were the personal bodyguards of Cheng Changsheng and Qin Tianpeng.

"Living in that nightclub?" At midnight, He Biao called to report the location where Lu Weiping was staying.

However, Qi Fei and the other seven had long since developed an immunity to Liu Fei’s attention-seeking personality. Seeing him turn around and strike a pose he thought was handsome, all eight of them rolled their eyes and gave him a universal gesture of contempt.

"Pay attention! Try to capture them alive; those who resist may be shot!" Chen Zhengcheng repeated Qi Liang’s orders one last time. With a wave of his hand, the four team leaders listening to his instructions dispersed.

Everyone knew Yang Dong would have a wild and bold plan, but when it actually came from his lips, it still gave everyone a shock.

Understood. So it really was something done in secret. One wonders if the powerful figures of the Second Heaven will concern themselves with this.

At this very moment, three figures radiating righteous energy arrived to provide reinforcements. With overwhelming sword intent, the pinnacles of Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism had returned to hold up the heavens once more.

Qin Xin was a cultivation prodigy who had read extensively through cultivation classics. She had heard of the Calamity of the Five Decays, but she had never seen a cultivator from the Void Realm, let alone the Curse of the Five Decays.

Qin Xiao nodded, then wiped his hand across Ye Qingxue’s face, transforming her into a country girl with a face full of freckles.

Furthermore, the people in the base were already short on weapons, and after the consumption from the previous period, there was practically nothing left. The main reason they were able to charge out so fiercely at the beginning was due to the recyclable supernatural beings and the few remaining thermal weapons.

Chen Feng was not very old—barely twenty-six this year. Combined with his practice of the Daoist physique, his skin was exceptionally fine, making him look very young and handsome; some would even believe he was in his early twenties.

However, Tianxiang and the many other disciples did not possess Metal Spirit Roots and could not properly inherit her legacy. To this day, Yun Ling had no successor, leaving her unable to hide her anxiety.

In a mysterious space, a three-foot-long sword floated in the void, emitting a terrifying spiritual light.

Behind them, Rui Yu and the Lady of the South Sea exchanged glances. The Lady of the South Sea, in particular, couldn't help but twitch the corner of her mouth.

She looked up and was surprised to see the two half-grown boys also secretly wiping away tears. She let out a small laugh: "What are you doing? Your brother and I are legally married; no one can take me away. You were frightened last night, weren't you? Who told you to open the door for strangers?"

The place to register identities was some distance from the cafeteria. Qin Gao led Ye Yimo through more than half of the base to reach it.

Delaying one's fate for a lifetime and living a second life is a common property of the Divine Leaves, yet each leaf is unique and varies from the others.

Love is a strange thing; no one truly knows what it is. But at certain times, it can make people sacrifice their most precious lives. That was the case for the fatty; he felt caught in a dilemma, and so he chose to end his own life.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk..." Chen Chen shook her head, staring at Zhang Xuan as he scrambled to fasten his buttons. "You only have one canine tooth on the upper jaw. I think it’s your bite mark, what do you think?" She pointed at Anna and asked with an innocent expression.

Not long after, when I removed the two Soul-Transforming Silver Needles stuck in the Snow Wolf, I saw the wolf slowly open its eyes, then tilt its head back and let out a howl.

Li Meng wanted to give his game account to his third brother, Wu Fengliu, but the third brother said he was in university, and if his second brother wasn't going to play anymore, neither would he.

Falling Rain was just about to take the porridge bowl to feed her master, but the Emperor waved his hand and took the bowl himself to feed her.

Yang Xu went to the吏 Department to collect his official robes and the design patterns. It was impossible for them to give him a dozen sets to wear for years, so they gave him the patterns so he could have them custom-made at a tailor shop privately.

Li Meng found it secretly amusing; Su Zhen’s serious, straight-laced demeanor was indeed quite deceptive, but ladies, were you really that easy to fool?

Zuoqiu Xuhe collapsed to the ground, forcing his body to crawl up. Using his blade to support his broken frame, he hunched over, struggling to stand. Blood stained the corners of his mouth, and there were multiple wounds on his body; his wicked, enchanting face also bore several bloody gashes.

Ouyang Ruoxue laughed heartily when she heard this: "Yes, yes, and the delicious food you mentioned!" As expected, no matter where she went, she would never forget about food.

Wanted posters and sentencing notices were posted everywhere in the residential areas. Once people were caught, they would hold public trials, parade them through the streets, and then escort them to the execution grounds.

The European man couldn't understand what Lang Jun was saying, but he understood what was pressed against his head. Terrified, he didn't dare move, and instead began to curse loudly in fluent English.

At this moment, everyone was watching the scene as if it were a play, observing Zhang Xiaotian being berated. Facing so many cultivators, the big man naturally couldn't easily lash out. He wanted to let it go at that, but Zhang Xiaotian spoke up at that moment.

By the time they were on the road to send Du Fengsui to Earth, the four spirit beasts had returned to his side, and he left them in the care of Uncle Zheng once again.

"Is it really that easy to tell this photo is fake?" Zhuo Yuan couldn't help but complain to Ling Yiming. As a dignified investigation team, they couldn't even do a decent job with Photoshop—it was truly embarrassing.