Chapter 109: I've Wanted to Do This for a Long Time

Is the Night Owl Private Club still open? Cao Mang was puzzled—during a cold snap, who would still be spending money at such a place? He drove over to check.

Sure enough, there were quite a few cars parked at the entrance, and some people were trembling as they hovered nearby, casting anxious glances toward the door, seemingly waiting for something.

Cao Mang opened his car door and stepped out; everyone instinctively looked up, then quickly bowed their heads in fear.

The club’s entrance...

At those words, the staff member on the right shuddered instantly. His soul energy had reached three hundred levels, already considered extremely powerful among exorcists, yet he was instantly defeated with a single kick?

After catching his breath, he realized most of his body was leaning heavily against Mu Qinqin.

After Qin Chuan’s limbs landed on shore, he found a point to leverage, spreading all four claws and pressing them firmly to the ground.

However, when Qin Chuan called Lin Tianyou “Fat Ling,” referring to the Phantom King Ling, it sent a chill down everyone’s spine.

Within this lay the reason he refused to cooperate with the authorities; but more so, it was the result of Wu Di’s own actions.

Soldiers, perhaps due to the nature of their profession, sometimes have to become ruthless—that is the soldier’s bitter reality.

EVE: Because of this, my father always felt indebted to his brother and guilty, constantly trying to make up for that mistake. I even asked him that day: if my mother were his brother’s fiancée, what would he do?

The man in the gray robe felt a sudden chill on his scalp, as if a zombie’s claw above his head was radiating a cold so piercing it reached his very soul.

“It’s strange—after asking around all day, most people say we should talk to the winery owner in this town. The rest either stared at us like thieves or had no idea what we were saying,” Qing Wen led off.

Although everyone wanted to capture the Killing Intent Clam, it was clear that the clam’s affinity with Bai Qi was the strongest.

“I always wondered why Yu Meng cried so bitterly that day. Now it seems it was mostly because of this,” Gu Jiujiu sighed.

Then, He Yunlong and Lao Jiu exchanged a glance and nodded, sitting beside Shen Mian. The room fell silent as the three quietly sat until dawn.

As they ventured deeper into the mountain, Zhan Tian’s sense of foreboding grew stronger. After releasing his divine senses for a wide search, he shook his head repeatedly.

Now that the village was plagued by so many strange occurrences, the cripple was helping out. When the village head returned from the county town and heard about the trouble, he rushed over immediately.

In an instant, three sword-array tombstones shot up from the ground, and from within each emerged sharp, tangible blades. Combined with the power of the “Hurricane Assault,” they all attacked the airborne White King relentlessly.

Among these people was Sato Mamoru from Japan. At this moment, a helpless expression spread across Sato’s face as he looked at Jiang Wentian and the others.

“Yes, I sit, but you will always be my commander, my leader.” The old man happily sat beside Elder Zhang.

I sat to the side when suddenly my arm grew cold. I reflexively swung the ghost fan upward but turned to see the hand gripping my arm—its fingers adorned with a gold ring I recognized. It was the wedding ring of Swallow’s mother.

The colossal cauldron was immense, nine thousand zhang tall. If not in the deep valley, it could touch the sky. Such a magnificent supreme artifact made humans look like ants in comparison. It was an ancient treasure left behind by the saints, and even compared to it, other relics paled.

Can this even be said? A nightclub, and then they claim to dig up her information. Someone leaked that she was just a waitress.

Shen Ruoyin was worried about not finding a chance to leave. Once she received the order, she hurried out. The air inside the room seemed compressed by Huo Wenyu’s arrival, making it hard for her to breathe.

She didn’t care how curious others were about why she looked identical to Shen Ruoyin. Hazel’s reputation would shatter all rumors.