Chapter 62: Sprain

Su Xiaoyun walked until she felt tired, then stopped to support her waist and rest.
Vaguely, she caught sight of a familiar figure.
Could it be Huo Congjing?
She narrowed her eyes, unable to see clearly, and continued walking downward.
Until she clearly saw the face at the foot of the mountain.
Huo Congjing had a tall and slender figure, sharp brows and eyes, and a pair of dark, bright pupils.
Sweat dampened the front of his shirt, revealing his faintly visible pectoral muscles.
The outlines of his abdominal muscles were even more distinct.
Su Xiaoyun's face couldn't help blushing, and she averted her gaze in embarrassment.
In her past life, a total of five guilds were involved in the Moon God Lake incident, including Oumagatoki, the superior guild of the Hyakki Guild; the Skywing Guild, the superior guild of the Tyrant Guild; and the Moon Palace Workshop from the neighboring Yanan City.
All along, the efforts made by Butterfly Dream Demon Language were like a joke, exchanged only for betrayal and hatred from the other side, which caught her off guard and even left her mentally dazed.
Perhaps, making others unable to perceive Him was not only an ability of the deities, but also due to inherent reasons. Holder was, by nature, the shadow beneath the sun. When everyone's gaze was concentrated on the dazzling and brilliant sun, they naturally overlooked the figure behind that glory.
"Charge!" With a wave of Sun Jie's command flag, the white army also lined up in neat formation and rushed toward the black army, though their momentum was clearly a notch weaker than that of the black army.
"President Zhao, what kind of explanation do you expect me to give you?" Dean Duanmu asked with an unhappy expression.
Thinking of this, Wunqi despondently cast aside the battered eight-sided iron sword and the shimmering, freezing icicle, lowered his head, and pleaded guilty.
Ye Bai showed a smile, which seemed even more polite than his previous one, faintly carrying a sense of pressure.

The carriage convoy drove out of the encampment of the Rong tribe, treading under the moonlight and guided by the light of torches, heading toward the direction of the Qin State.
"Alright, then My Lord, hurry and go apply some medicinal ointment for your wounds. I'll go notify them right away." Wu You cupped his fists, turned, and ran out.
"Oh! When did your relationship become so good that you dare to speak to me like this for his sake? His corpse is right inside." Duyin kept his hands behind his back, chuckled, and said.
Lv Tingting had a high tolerance for alcohol, inheriting Lv Qing's excellent genes, but she hadn't reached the point of being able to drink a thousand cups without getting drunk, as could be seen last time at the villa. The alcohol-drinking Lv Tingting was quite different from her usual self, and though she wasn't drunk yet, she was already talking noticeably more.
Jinyu: That makes me feel quite ashamed, I don't have that much money. My capital for pride comes from my students.
Furthermore, it was currently the deep stillness of the night, and Qu Yan was sleeping in the adjacent room. If Ling Ji caused any huge commotion, how would they explain it then?
She wanted to cry, a few tears already swirling in her eyes, yet she didn't dare to shout out, fearing that before rescue could arrive, she would already have stopped breathing.
Seeing the pitch-black, bottomless abyss beneath the bridge, and sensing that the boundless terror of the Oromoo Fat King was responding with wave upon wave of piercing, bone-chilling shrieks as if it possessed a spiritual awareness, this further confirmed my previous conjecture.
The Nanyu crowd looked in astonishment at the referee who had just blown the whistle, as he signaled a violation gesture toward a stunned Hu Yiwan.
Jinyu: I've already persisted for seven or eight years, and I can at least hold on until retirement. I challenge myself every day, so stop saying I have nothing to do. Saying I have nothing to do will mislead the audience. Have you remembered that?
Corner of the Sea: You think doing engineering projects is that easy? It's nothing like us students, where relationships are simple. Helping each other out is a routine affair. But once you step out into society, without social networking and gift-giving, things become extremely difficult.
Although it was very impolite to inquire directly about someone's secrets, Lena still couldn't suppress the curiosity in her heart.
Qian Mu abruptly rolled over to her feet, and at a glance, she saw Gu Chen lying in a pool of blood. That withered, sallow face hit her heart like a massive stone pillar.
"There's movement at the chicken coop!" Luo Wei was a former scout with high alertness, and his sensitivity and hearing were also quite keen. Gripping his red-tasseled spear tightly, he rushed toward the chicken coop to kill.
You must know that he was facing the Kunlun sect master; to rashly issue a challenge like this, was he not riding a roller coaster of skyrocketing cultivation and acting out of supreme audacity?
Her older brother hadn't returned for such a long time, and Mu Shirui knew that something must have happened. However, her cultivation was low, and even if she went out to search, she wouldn't be able to help. She had been anxiously waiting for Lei Yingfeng's return all along. Fortunately, Lei Yingfeng had finally returned.

Seeing that Rubio was missing, Chen Feng shifted his target and began aiming at Gasol. If he could also take Gasol out of commission, this match would undoubtedly be won.
"Ugh!..." Blood gushed from the old man of the void's mouth once more, and darkness fell before his eyes as he almost passed out. He looked much older and weaker than when he first entered.
Seeing this, Yun Chen slowly walked to the center of the four people. He slowly raised his hands, and an incomparably sacred divine power gradually emanated from his body, slowly flowing into the bodies of the four.
As the guests took their seats, after a short moment, all the lights on the scene instantly dimmed. With the instant blooming of colorful radiance and the transmission of a gentle song into their ears, a graceful figure slowly rose in the middle of the stage diagonally opposite.
First paste the ceiling paper, then paste the wallpaper. Grandma pasted the starch, while Sister Qiuxiang and Yitong were responsible for handing over the paper. Han Tao and Liu Guowei stood on the heated brick bed, each holding a straw broom to support the wallpaper. After aligning it, they pasted it onto the ceiling, and then smoothed it out with the broom, making it extremely neat with sharp edges and corners.
"Madam, your skin is simply flawless, even better than this maid's!" Qingning took quite a while before uttering such a complete sentence.
"Not at all, whenever something happens to the sect, we can see Senior Brother Jiang Fengluo," Guang Yuanqing immediately replied truthfully.
"Ghost King! You and I can be considered to have some small friendship. Today, if I die in battle, please do not make things difficult for my brothers. Let the people of Yaoyun return safely. There is also one unrequited favor I must ask!" The Saint of Demons said to the Ghost King nearby.
Thinking of the person who had been joking with her just days ago now reduced to this state, Mizhu hugged Tianxuanzi and burst into tears. Tianxuanzi forced back the discomfort in his heart and patted Mizhu on the shoulder.
"Damn it, idiot, two idiots!" He Yan cursed straight away. Bingjing's face was as dark as water without the slightest ripple, and she cast a calm glance at He Yan.
All the Buddhas of the Buddhist Sect and some beings with great divine powers arrived one by one. Even immortals and deities from the Heavenly Court descended to the mortal realm in secret, wishing to head to the Sun God Palace to try their luck.
Yang Yi couldn't help turning his head to look, gasping in astonishment as he realized the exclamation came from the Empress. When the Empress clearly saw Grelet's face, her pale face grew even paler, her gaze revealing terror, and even the folding fan in her hand dropped to the ground.