Chapter 45: Si Nansheng: Fifth Senior Brother, you really know how to play along, I like it

This time, Si Nansheng certainly did not kindly apply warming talismans to them.

"I didn't do anything, I was just passing by. Why am I also being hit with an immobilization talisman?"

"I didn't do anything either, why is it turning out like this?"

"Second Senior Brother, we could have just hidden and waited for them to walk past. Why on earth did you launch a sneak attack?"

"Exactly! Have you forgotten the outcome of us being immobilized by talismans before?"

"Last time,"

I tried hard to calm the voice inside my head, but to no avail, because I began to sense a medicinal taste gradually spreading across my mouth.

There was only a single room at the corner, and they seemed to be in such a rush that they hadn't locked the door properly; it was left half-open, with a narrow gap remaining.

"Anqi, just let me handle the work from here on. You don't need to do anything, just stay by my side and keep me company," Xiao Zhe pleaded.

In a short while, Qi Ruize had dressed the child and lifted the chubby little fellow up with one sweep.

Zheng Xiaoyue made a dozen phone calls to Ji Yanmo, but not a single one was answered. The few text messages she sent out also vanished like stones dropped into the sea, receiving absolutely no response.

Ji Chang'an thought to himself that if the incident involving Lan Qianxue hadn't happened back then, he and Fang Mulin would surely have been deeply affectionate with no such accumulated grievances. Unfortunately, everything that shouldn't have happened happened in the end, and he ultimately failed to give Fang Mulin a perfect romance, which meant he was not a good husband.

Lu Mengfei did not dare to utter a sound, knowing full well that it was indeed she who had provoked Ge Qingze in the first place, tempted by the wealth of the Huo family's estates.

Upon hearing Ming Si's words, Banruo paused for a fleeting moment before smiling and granting assent. As long as His Highness could return safely, and since Lord Underworld himself intended to escort His Highness back personally, that would naturally be for the best.

"Ji Nuanxin, you don't need to try and scare me either. Do you really think I'm afraid?" Deep down, Xiao Zhe was terrified; he knew that if he killed Ji Nuanxin and the police somehow tracked it down, it would mean his life was truly ruined.

By this time, he finally comprehended the profound intentions of the Martial Venerable, and the numerous members of the Sanctuary Guild behind him also sank into low spirits, evidently losing all the excitement they had felt upon first beholding such breathtaking scenery.

After all, otherworldly humans died permanently, whereas no matter how many kobolds and Rurutos were lost, they could always be replenished through recruitment.

When Lu Shu spoke of watching the spectacle, he was actually much like Xiao Mingze at heart, holding none of these royal city aristocratic families in any real regard.

Upon meeting, both were momentarily stunned, especially Yuxin. Jiang Xiao had quietly departed years ago, and in the blink of an eye, countless epochs had passed. Yuxin never expected to see Jiang Xiao again, let the meeting take place using the secret code she and Jiang Ling had established.

"Sir Lady Knight!" Seeing Jia Zhengjin give his consent, Tina immediately turned around and shouted loudly toward the outside.

Truly a master. Jiang Xiao's insights were not something ordinary people could comprehend, yet Xuanxin Zhaohua managed to perceive the inherent roots from his words, showing that he had some understanding of what Jiang Xiao was expressing.

However, Jiang Shuyi's remark carried a subtle implication: those who had rendered meritorious service were allowed to enter, while greenhouse flowers without any achievements could just forget it?

Some of them towered into the clouds, others wound and stretched away; some resembled soaring dragons, while others looked like reclining old oxen. Their graceful postures were truly magnificent, inspiring anyone at a mere glance.

Although far inferior in overbearing cultivation to the likes of Feng Que and Duan Leng, they were still formidable young experts at the Cultivation Master stage. Yet this barrage of attacks proved as futile as clay oxen entering the sea, failing to inflict any damage upon their opponent.

Though he possessed a rugged appearance and an uninhibited, boisterous temperament, deep within his heart lay a fragile bottom line.

This was the advantage of spatial power. Countless profound mysteries surrounded Ye Fantian, forming the most arcane traces, and instantly, an area with a radius of several thousand meters fell into a state of absolute stillness.