33 The Whole Family Makes Jelly

The river of time flowed on without pause, surging out from another direction of this space and vanishing from the eyes of the North Sea Dragon King, thus spiriting away Ao Lengyu and Bai Kun.

"This is for the best!" the Dream Team players laughed joyfully, maneuvering their heroes away from the team's base.

In truth, the Jun family had also lost contact with the Upper Realm. Jun Zhanshao had long believed that the family had lost the legacy of their ancestors, which was why he was so desperate to propel the Jun family to the position of overlord of the Nine Serenities.

Jiang Hai wondered if this could be like the "Saint-Capturing Hand," capable of ignoring defenses to imprison his golden body.

Before departing, Zhang Haotian left behind his spiritual consciousness to specifically handle the operations of the seven-colored illusion array in Haotian City.

Early the next morning, Zhao Feng led Sun Jian's family, Yan Jun, and several thousand naval troops to set sail for Liaodong.

"My Lord, I am ashamed! Having lost so many soldiers in Liaodong, I have no face to see you. Please, punish me!" Zhou Tai said in a low voice.

"You went to the Chu family to find Chu Yunlong and Huangfu Yueli, didn't you?" Qiu Shuihan said indifferently.

Reluctance flickered in his eyes, followed by black mist rising from his body as a faint shadow suddenly darted out from the top of his head.

Such formidable ghostly power, if truly unleashed, could be described in one phrase: "Where it passes, not a blade of grass remains."

Young Master Tong Yu had likely anticipated this outcome; he remained indifferent to the cold reception from the main branch and the reactions of the various wives. Once he achieved success, all of this would naturally be his again.

Qu You sighed. He bent down, picked up Shen Manyun, and carried her toward the carriage. The coachman held the horses, watching Shen Manyun with concern as Qu You placed her inside.

And so it went, with Jiuling always ending up successful in completing yet another death.

"Sister, has your conscience been eaten by dogs? Mother treated you with such sincerity, yet you don't even want to avenge her?" Yun Qingfeng’s youthful face was full of gloom.

Ling rushed toward the Qinzhu Tavern. Along the way, a red light flashed past, so fast that no one could see what it was.

An exquisite, delicate magic disk floated in mid-air. Its golden edges were entwined with faint purple light, radiating spiritual energy. The center of the disk depicted a bamboo forest, with pale green mist weaving nimbly between the trees, instantly capturing Lady Xue's gaze.

The Great-Aunt had been hearing this girl prattle on about Feng Qingqiu’s return for so many days that her ears had grown callouses.

"Noble Consort, at the end of the day, Yan Meng is still registered under Concubine Ying’s name." The Empress Dowager rubbed her temples in irritation, trying to calm herself; she did not want to see the palace consorts tear each other apart.

"Damn it." Watching the twins walk onto the court, Coach Ryuzaki rubbed his forehead and glared at the nonchalant Yan. Should one say that he and Inui were truly childhood friends? Why did they always bring such bizarre things onto the court?

"Moshi moshi." Shiraishi’s voice came from the other end, accompanied by faint, ragged breathing, as if he were running.

"Haha, over ten thousand experts of the Ninth Realm and Longevity Realm aren't even a match for a single Nirvana Realm expert, let alone the fact that I am not just at the Nirvana Realm," Chen Xiu laughed.

Ye Fan expressed his gratitude as usual, then took one last look at Long Jiao in the passenger seat. His gaze was complex; perhaps he was merely a toad lusting after a swan, and he and she were simply from different worlds.

On the coaching bench, Mark Hughes shouted while applauding; he, too, saw true hope.

"Right, here is the money for you, two hundred yuan." Xu Xinyuan handed the money over once she had closed the door.

The expressions of the directors shifted instantly—a scene one would hardly dare to write even in a soap opera. Compared to their previous arrogant and overbearing demeanor, they were now like deflated balloons, forced to accept whatever was dealt to them, pleasing no one.

"It’s nothing, don't be nervous. It’s about the shop I mentioned. There are actually some things I didn't tell you, though I shouldn't have kept them from you."

Xiong Fei felt a sense of relief and was so grateful he nearly knelt before Long Aotian. Seeing that his son had been given a way out, Xiong Tianwen grabbed him by the ear and prepared to leave.

Chen Xiu felt no sense of belonging to the Canglan Kingdom; he only felt it for Dutian City. Moreover, he believed that one day he would establish his own faction, so he couldn't be bothered with the petty squabbles between empires and kingdoms. As long as they didn't affect him, they could fight all they wanted.

Chang An was completely speechless. He examined the items in the car; well, there was a large bag of salted fish. Surely he didn't go all the way to City B just to buy a bag of salted fish?

At dusk, I put on my magenta bikini and lay on the top deck to sunbathe, while Quan Yu painted in the bedroom on the second floor.

By late night, follow-up troops arrived in the city one after another. Xiuwu County had received orders in advance, so they provided lodging both inside and outside the city to allow the soldiers to rest. The next morning, the army continued its march to suppress the bandits of Jiuli Mountain.

Looking down from the roof, one could see that these massive houses were identical stone structures, divided into five sections. The first section served as the foyer and living room, while the subsequent sections were all residential quarters.

Seeing Division Commander Chen’s bewildered expression, Huang Feng was delighted. He continued, "Secondly, our Division Commander Chen highly agrees with our Commander’s view: 'Despise the enemy strategically, but respect the enemy tactically.'"

Then again, those in intelligence, especially internal intelligence work, must always face such risks.

The arm lingered within the gaping, ghastly maw, but the God-Devouring Python did not bite down. Instead, it slowly retracted its body, closed its jaws, and a hint of clarity appeared in its pupils.

As he spoke, he turned around, his gaze catching the slack, relieved expression on Ji Damu's face after his initial shock. Just as he took a step, he suddenly used a freezing spell. Yuan Datou was unable to dodge, and with a muffled grunt, he collapsed like a pile of mud.