Chapter 90: What If Someone Sees?

Nearly knocked over, Duan Xiaoshu was furious. "Why are you pushing me? Let's compete on our own merits."

Zhou Lichun responded carelessly, "So what if I push you? Always trying to seduce people—have some shame!"

"You want a beating, don't you?"

"You’re the one who needs a beating!"

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But the shell was not aimed at the Fiery Apricot Grove, but at the nearby Polar Ice Spring. The explosion sent the spring water thirty meters into the air, and Huo Yuhao crashed headlong into the ice-cold waters.

As a result, the spirits noticed that trees would occasionally fall on their own. Some trees, though still standing, began to wither and soon became dead wood.

Chu Feng’s God-Slaying Blade slashed forth with a roar, seven waves surged out, stacking together and forming a terrifying force.

When I returned, I managed to unlock the door smoothly. There was no one inside, and the room had been rearranged. New sheets and curtains were put up, the furniture was the same as before, but the placement and orientation had all changed. At first glance, I even thought I’d entered the wrong place.

The Spirit Tiger charged with ferocity—this pounce could split mountains and shatter stone. If it landed on a rock, the stone would be crippled if not destroyed.

Qin Yu gave a bitter smile. "Vivi is right. I can use acupuncture, forcibly guiding the power of her origin to break through the Extreme Yin Veins."

I’d seen Chen Shi on QQ a few times, but whether by coincidence or not, every time I logged in, he’d log off two or three minutes later. It wasn’t that he was completely avoiding me—it was as if he was deliberately sending a message from afar: I just don’t want to see you, just want you to come online so I can leave.

At that moment, Ye Tian seemed to turn into a man of blood. Blood flowed from his eyes and ears—he was bleeding from all seven apertures.

It didn’t matter; after all, the sixth and seventh levels, in his eyes, were both trash. There was no real difference.

So when he encountered danger, he could simply jump in, enter this space, and those outside would never find him.

"Let me show you if I’m really an old man!" Qiao Chu’s face darkened. How dare you call me old?

As he spoke these words, Fan Yanyan suddenly felt an urge to cry. Perhaps after hanging up this call, he would never hear anything about Ouyang Xueqi again. This call felt like a farewell between life and death.

But Yanran was even more anxious. She stared intently—it really was Xuanyuan Yi standing by her bed, and he had just hugged her. She sat on the bed, stunned, not knowing what to do.

"If there’s a next time, I’ll make you taste an even more bitter and helpless outcome, so your heart is filled with unease. This is barely one-thousandth of the compensation you owe me and Xichen!" This was Ding Jiuxi’s silent monologue to herself.

Any sane lord would never want a necromancer active in their territory, and Earl Ross was no exception. What worried him even more was that his nephew was associating with necromancers—definitely not a good sign.

"I never intended to leave you. You’ve been so good to me, how could I bear to leave?" You are so wonderful. Mo Linghuan silently added this in her heart, a sweet smile on her face.

Weiyang brought over several cups of tea. "Please, everyone, have some tea." As she did everything, her eyes avoided Li Yunhao’s inquisitive gaze.

"So, our Yuantong Law Firm really does have hope!" Tang Lili said with a gentle smile.

When it was time to catch the bouquet, Shen Ke deliberately stood in the corner. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to catch it, but she felt she was already happy enough, and the happiness the bouquet brought could be shared with others. And another reason, of course—she wanted to go against Gu Zeyu on purpose.