29 Sword Intent

Everything was going perfectly well, so why the sudden lack of urgency? What exactly was his master planning? And why couldn't it be spoken aloud?

"What kind of mission requires me to bring my wife along?" Rong Zheng looked at Nangong Jin, bewildered.

"I wonder how explosive the premiere's ratings will be!" Lin Zihan murmured, a flicker of anticipation appearing in the depths of her eyes.

He didn't feel good either. But as for the bitterness, how could he not understand the agony in her heart?

Aunt Yun led me for a while, and I couldn't help but worry: was she sent by Wang Tao to test me?

Of course, these thoughts were only things I could complain about in my own mind; I wouldn't dare say them in front of Master Chen.

The Hongmen was holding a leadership summit. The American Hongmen was seeking help from the Shuigang Hongmen to deal with the Yamaguchi-gumi of the island nation. Most importantly, Lu Changyue was actually pushing for his own son to temporarily take charge of Hongmen affairs.

The long snakes attempted to coil around Ying Wuhuan’s arms, but it was as if they had struck a poisoned needle; they suddenly recoiled in agony, and in an instant, the very serpents that sought to trap him collapsed to the ground one by one.

He had no real understanding of medicinal pills, other than the impression that one should consume them in bulk during a fight to replenish stamina.

When facing monsters with chained aggro, a main tank usually wouldn't charge in to start the fight, as the rest of the team would fall behind and the tank would die. Mu Lingfeng’s technique of charging to pull aggro while breaking line-of-sight left Yun Tianlong completely baffled.

The trio didn't know when they had gathered together again, surrounded by three monsters, their attacks incessant.

And so, the clever Son of the Sun simply sat down, sneering as the laws of the universe pressured him from all sides, offering no resistance at all.

Lin Xi sighed faintly. Regarding this, he could only say that things should take their natural course. Perhaps Xu Chongling herself didn't even know what was in her heart. A Heavenly Realm expert lived as long as heaven and earth, and he did not wish to see Xu Chongling make a decision she would regret.

"My lord, our Baiyang paper is far superior to the Caihou paper. How shall we price it?" Hua Tuo was primarily concerned with the pricing of the Baiyang paper.

Mu Lingfeng did not head to the Gloomwood; it was not a place he could handle yet. Instead, he skirted the outskirts of the forest and found a meadow near a valley. It was still a pristine land, free of any other players.

"You..." Meng Chang was furious, yet he had to admit that Lingzhi spoke the truth. Without the backing of the people from Fengshuang Valley, their combined strength was no match for Lingzhi, let alone the sect's protective formation.

On the other side, although Xuanyuan Lie had won, it was not an easy victory, so he did not order a pursuit and chose to rest and regroup instead.

"Pah! What kind of thing is this? Why is it so bitter?" Sun Wukong had barely put the twice-cooked pork in his mouth before spitting it out immediately.

As for Lin Xi, at sixteen, a ninth-rank Mortal Realm cultivator, he had been painstakingly nurtured by seven Demon Emperors, possessing a solid foundation and achieving the miracle of breaking through nine ranks within a single year. By his performance, he was a grandmaster of pills and talismans, and a master of artifact forging.

This time, Dai Anliu recognized his own potential and obtained his very own decapitation blade—the Ghost-Head Saber.

Bai Lingxiao swept his gaze coldly over the crowd before closing his eyes. However, the increasingly terrifying murderous intent radiating from him as time passed told everyone that his inner state was no better than the others.

At a price of seven-fifty, Tan Feng fell silent. Seven-fifty was a dangerous price point, as their cost at the breeding farm was six-fifty. While a one-dollar profit seemed clear, upon closer inspection, it was not so simple.

At this moment, Sun Yue had not yet arrived for work. Furthermore, many people were calling to inquire about the liquor supply.

Sima Yi was not as optimistic as Xiahou Ba; Cao Xiu’s warnings still echoed in his ears. The enemy’s behavior truly left him perplexed.

Thinking of this, the two exchanged a glance, and when they looked at Xu Tian again, there was a flash of murderous intent in their eyes. Xu Tian naturally saw the killing intent, but he didn't care in the least.

He hurriedly sent men to notify the garrison at Mei County, to alert Zhang He in Chencang, and to inform Cao Xiu who had already entered Tianshui.

The Yin-Yang Sect had successfully seized Gao Fei’s lifeline, leaving him furious and at a total loss for what to do.

In the final segment of the program, when the curtain bearing the Eastern characters for "Dongfang Shenqi" appeared on the screen, the grandeur and overwhelming momentum came rushing toward the audience.

After battling for a while, Ling Feng not only failed to take down Zhu Xuan'an but instead fell into a passive position, nearly being forced into a desperate situation by Zhu Xuan'an several times.

"Please rest assured, Master Matthew, we will certainly do our best," Karl said, nodding firmly in assurance.

Sitting in the middle of the sofa was a young man in black. Seeing Sui Shuya bring Sang Xiamu through the door, he immediately rose to greet them.

The relationship between Lolth and the Elven main deity Corellon could not be fully disentangled in a short time.

The dear Mr. Savior grew up in the Muggle world and had never been exposed to any magical study materials; how could he possibly know magic?

"Senior Sister Rindo, Senior Sister Akane, where do you two plan to go?" Yang Ming asked while eating.

Fang Sheng casually made a gesture and pulled a jade-green object, shaped like a lotus seed, from the Ten-Direction Jade.

Yang Ming and Isshiki Satoshi had both disappeared. Therefore, even though Mami knew she was definitely no match for Eizan Etsuya, as a senior, she was the only one who could step up at this moment.

In a trance, he seemed to see two completely opposite arrangements: here was a Dragon Palace under the sea like water, and also a blazing palace like fire! Flocks of floating fire rays drifted in the air, as if swimming through a sea of flames.