Chapter 152: Arrangements

"You should know that the Demonic Path sects have already arrived at the Golden Drum Plain."

Lin Yang drank his tea while looking at Han Li, who was standing before him.

Han Li felt somewhat apprehensive at this moment, especially since he had recently been assigned to a squad. Moreover, his squad consisted of five Qi Refining cultivators, and as the squad leader, he frequently led them on missions. He also understood that Lin Yang was making preparations for war. Having experienced that incident just like in the original timeline, he knew that those afflicted by the Rosy Complexion affliction rarely lived past the age of twenty-five! Only by obtaining the Rosy Fish and synthesizing its medicinal properties could one extend their lifespan by a few years.

With a dull thud, Buer fell face down onto the ground. His thermos still rolled around noisily beside him, spilling the "water" inside all over the floor.

Wei Yu had been constantly worrying about whether something had happened to Jiang Xinyu and the others. After all, Jiang Xinyu and her group could be considered the very first friends they made after entering the Azure Dragon Garden.

Sakura Yi did not speak, merely gazing at her quietly as if what she said had nothing to do with her at all.

Thus, the two of them sped back to the White Deer Prince's Mansion. Along the way, they passed countless people face-to-face. Most of those people were hurrying toward the direction of the research institute, which made the two of them stand out somewhat, though at this moment, no one would care about them.

Furthermore, "Scorpion" clearly knew that he possessed many secrets, and the police would definitely not do anything to him, because the police also wanted to uncover more information. To obtain more information, they would inevitably spare his life.

The Emperor coldly looked at Chu Yanzhi, gazing at the only son he ever held dear in his heart, while a sudden sense of desolation rose from the depths of his soul.

"Do you give them away just because someone calls you Daddy? If I call you a few more times, will you give me a few more?" Xun Xiong asked.

He had originally thought that in the world of law, there was only black and white, right and wrong. However, through his gradual investigations, he came to realize that some matters were not strictly black and white; there was also gray.

That piece of jade could conceal the immortal aura emanating from her body and bear the temporal resistance required when she defied the flow of time. If it were to fall into the hands of ordinary mortals, that would still be manageable, but once it fell into the claws of demons, the consequences would be simply unimaginable.

The warm plain water was clearly bland and tasteless, yet at this moment, Mo Jinchen inexplicably felt that both his heart and his mouth were filled with sweetness.

Jing Tian collected her emotions, stepped forward to open the door of the main hall, and cheerfully greeted Chen Yu.

As soon as that sentence structure began, everyone knew that Director Yao was about to embark on another round of "I thought about it, but it still won't work. Today we'll do this and this and this and this and this...". Faced with this, apart from silently rolling their eyes, everyone could only remind themselves inwardly, "This is the boss, you can't beat him to death, our wages haven't been paid yet."

Placing the slip of paper beneath the bowl, she casually bandaged the wounds on her hands and left the tavern just like that.

Lin Wan'er shook her head once more. Her group had just ascended from a lower realm and only knew this place was called the Nine Nether Continent. As for specific places like the Cloud Pavilion or the Burning Blood, naturally, she knew nothing about them.

The features, already exquisite as if sculpted by the hands of God, gained a sharper and even more resolute edge.

Following that, the scene of southern Xinjiang appeared before their eyes once more—it was Dali City, and furthermore, the Dali City of more than a decade ago.

In truth, that was indeed the case. Princess Natalie and her husband, Prince Fidel, were exceptionally devoted to each other. Even though they had been married for several years, their affection remained as fresh as the beginning.

Gu Chengxi waved her hand, and two streams of vital energy shot from her palm, shattering the hooks holding the curtain that connected the inner and outer rooms. Instantly, the constrained curtain fell loose, separating the inside from the outside so that the outside could not see the inside, nor the inside see the outside.

Much like right now, everyone was marveling, everyone having forgotten their original thoughts.

The firewood room did not seem to be meant for storing firewood, but rather for detaining people. Whichever household captured a bandit would lock him up in the firewood room.