Chapter 92: Proposal

Li Yunan did not know what kind of scheme Jiang Yingming was hiding.

Moreover, in the fight that day, the Jiang family had suffered a bitter loss. No one had expected Jiang Yingming himself to step forward and offer to make the matter disappear.

"All right."

Li Yunan nodded slightly. He did not want this matter to drag on, either, and that was also his grandfather's intention.

A murmur rose from below...

The spear and the arrow collided, once again unleashing a deafening crash. The arrow exploded into a cloud of fine white dust and scattered into the air, while the thunder spear spun backward and flew into Lei Cang's hand.

He Keqing walked to the camp where the Heavenly Demons had once stayed, picked up a branch from the ground, stirred apart the dead campfire, and used sorcery to inspect the animal remains within.

That was his master's father-in-law; nothing could go wrong with him. If he so much as scraped him or bruised him, his master and mistress, those two living treasures, would make a fuss, and he would have a hard time of it. But if it could not be restored, then it meant there had been a problem with his Life-Bound Golden Feather, and he could easily find an excuse for that.

"Move aside, move aside! We are plaza security. What happened here?" Four security guards in uniforms designed by Wang Ping'an appeared.

Luo Hao saw that the tree demon was already dead, so he condensed spiritual power into a giant hand, reached into the deep pit, and hauled out the demon's shattered remains in one motion.

"Remember, I am in command of this battle. Do not attack unless I give the order." As he spoke, Su Yang and the other three spread out in all directions. At the same time, Karov's dragon claw came crashing down once more.

In an instant, countless spirit forms, like wandering souls, appeared in the sky and enveloped Ning Yue. In a heartbeat, ghostly wails and miserable cries filled the air, burying Ning Yue beneath them.

Unknowingly, Huang Mingchuan clutched the storage talisman containing the supreme blood-mixing pill tightly in his hand, fearing that it might slip and fall to the ground.

"Damn it! What kind of battle formation is this?" Jiao Lu roared as he watched the soldiers under his command being steadily worn down. As a veteran who had fought countless battles on the frontier, he had seen many human formations before, yet he had never even heard of the one this human battle group was using.

In an instant, both the Dou family head and Dou Huaiyi changed color, along with the other direct members of the clan.

So I turned out to have a wood-attribute spiritual root. Something like a vine suddenly sprang from my body and entwined itself with me.

It was not until one banquet that he confessed his feelings to the girl he fancied in front of everyone, was rejected, and immediately stood up to take his leave.

We relied on the fact that we had a good horse, so the moment we left the Lin estate, we bought a broken carriage from a roadside vendor and fled the city.

Truly clever people would come with complete sincerity, because they knew that only sincerity was impossible to refuse.

"Let go." Bai Liuyun fixed his dark gaze on Ling Feng's hand gripping Xi Yue's, his expression icy and murderous, as though even the air had frozen.

After hearing this, Lin Zhe immediately looked up at Qing Zhiwei, and Qing Zhiwei met his gaze in return.

Besides, that was far too dangerous. If Yu Youwei failed to control her speed properly, then with even the slightest mistake, the carriage could easily be wrecked, killing them all.

Before Xi Yue could react, she heard the cheers from the people below and nearly spat out the tea in her mouth. So that was the Purple Cloud Fairy? So the old master was into that kind of thing?

What was there to fear? Xi Yue shook her head, steeled herself, lifted her chin, and strode forward.

Fang Ran's hair was still wet; she had just washed her face, and with two buckets in her hands, she called for me to go into the forest to look for fresh water.

At first, Canguang had already prepared himself for death, but the skill did not bombard his body. Instead, it felt as though the explosion had taken place among the mountains beneath him.

Although Xiaoming Palace looked no different from any other palace from the outside, its interior was arranged with great informality. There were no rare gold or silver ornaments used as decoration, so it did not make one feel constrained. Zhize seemed never to have been here before; like me, he was full of curiosity about everything around him.