Chapter Twenty-Seven: A Pretense of Play

"Pfft—!"
Someone spat out a mouthful of water.
Everyone looked at each other, stunned and speechless.
Ling Yinyin quickly leaned into Mo Yin’s embrace, acting pitifully. "Mhm, I won't hide it from everyone, but I am actually Brother Mo Yin's sweetheart."
Bai Xin shrieked, "...You're spouting nonsense!"
This coach certainly could not compare to the luxury bus that Li Jie and the others had taken to Lincheng, but since there were not many members in the competition group, it still felt somewhat empty.
Otherwise, the ancient Chinese generals would not have considered their weapons, armor, and mounts to be their most prized possessions.
"Hmph, I never want to come to such a disgusting place again!" With a light flick of the horse whip in her hand, Katarina said indignantly.
After all, to the people of the North, necromancers were mortal enemies. Often, this was the only subject upon which the Northerners shared common ground with the sanctimonious types of the righteous faction.
Suddenly, a flash of cold light appeared, and a crystalline ice sword plunged into the ground in front of Young Master Ling. The temperature plummeted instantly, and a bone-chilling cold wave spread in all directions.
Sensing the fluctuations within a surge of solar essence, the Volcano King was engulfed in roaring flames, like a fire god bellowing as he sprinted through the void to meet the challenge.
The Eight Legions of the Heavenly Dragon are the eight categories of protective deities in Buddhism: first, the Devas; second, the Nagas; third, the Yakshas; fourth, the Gandharvas; fifth, the Asuras; sixth, the Garudas; seventh, the Kinnaras; and eighth, the Mahoragas. Many Buddhist murals and statues are dedicated to these eight groups.
However, Elanor did not make a sound, nor did her expression change in the slightest. She continued to use divine spells to heal the knights' wounds, occasionally using offensive divine magic to strike at the enemies before her.
Suddenly coming to a halt, Xiao Qianyuan looked around, finally fixing his gaze on Black Tooth in the center.
Because the barbarian slaves often shared their leftover giant spider meat with them, even so, these indigenous warriors could only manage an inconsistent diet.
Meng Yifan observed the terrain, pondering for a long time, yet still could not think of a way out. He accelerated and leaped, but he was still a meter short—what was he to do? As he landed, he stepped on something, and a stone pillar suddenly rose in the center of the stone chamber.
Today, Qin Xuan had originally intended to find Xiao Muyan for a spar, but after wandering around East Street, he did not see a trace of her.
Watching her eldest and second brothers pull the cart in the direction of Zhao Family Gully, Su Hua felt increasingly helpless, her bright eyes radiating a deeper sense of cold indifference.
It was not derived from the effects of the medicine, nor from the attachment she sought in this world.
After Kunlun Jiu returned to his manor, he thought it over carefully; it would be more reassuring to leave this matter to the informants of the Underground City.
She had to provide an explanation to the Witch Clan, and it had to satisfy them; only then could she appease the wrath of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.
I was so frightened that I held my breath and burrowed my head deeper under the covers, hoping this would hide my face more effectively.
Sora looked at Kakashi carefully and said, "See? Teacher Kakashi is an example; he looks like he's thirty, and he's still not married."
She swore that for the past few days, she had truly just been sitting here in the Palace of Nuwa, neither meditating to cultivate nor doing anything else.
When I went to bed at night, I tossed and turned, unable to sleep, my mind filled with the shadow of Sheng Hui. I tried to force myself not to think of him, but the more I tried, the more I thought of him.
The cultivation system of the Perfect Plane is different from all others. As the name implies, it requires mobilizing the blood and energy of the entire body, rolling like thunder, to stimulate divine radiance within the blood, thereby seizing the fortune of heaven and earth to nourish the physical body.