Volume One, Chapter 45: The Mad Fairy of the Mortal World!

"Shut your mouth!"

The lingering soul of the Fairy of Mortal Dust let out a deafening, shrill scream that echoed through the entire stone chamber.

Time and time again, this blood-related Su Yun'er kept testing her bottom line.

Ye Feng looked somewhat speechless at Su Yun'er beside him.

Seeing her clutching her head with a look of agony,

he immediately rebuked the Fairy of Mortal Dust in his sea of consciousness:

"What are you trying to do?"

"Didn't we agree not to harm Su Yun'er?"

He had originally intended to go to the backyard to check on the watermelon patch, but on the way, he ran into Third Uncle, and Lin Musen started chatting with him.

Cika rolled his eyes upward and noticed that the unknown magic page he had purchased from Kim in his pocket was twitching.

However, in the hands of Fog Gathered into Tears, a Flash step was still clutched, and suddenly released.

"Then I am entering the map. By the way, have you guys learned your skills?" Lu Feng clicked to enter the map and asked casually.

Lin Chen first invited Fusheng Ruomeng and Guiye Youming who were online to form a party, and then, after Sweeping the Army and Moshang Huakai came online, he pulled them into the party as well.

At this moment, the Blade Warrior, One Wood One Floating Life, materialized behind Xia Feng's Wild Hair.

"What?" Lin Yu stared in shock at the patch of white fog before him, out of which a man in a black robe slowly emerged.

In Wuzhuang Temple, Zhenyuanzi, who was sitting cross-legged beneath the Ginseng Fruit Tree and absorbing spiritual energy to cultivate, opened his eyes. "They have arrived. I never expected that the opportunity once given to me by Dao Ancestor Hongjun would allow me to establish a connection with Sovereign Earth. Truly, this is a wonderful and indescribable affinity!" Zhenyuanzi said with a smile.

Seeing this, a disciple of the Kongtong Sect immediately stepped forward and knocked on the tightly shut gates of Haoyi Manor.

After Ma Dong finished shouting madly, the illusion before them directly dissipated. At that instant, Yin Aimeng abruptly spat out a mouthful of blood and then retreated in terror.

Both the front basket and the back seat of the bicycle were tied up so full that nothing more could fit, before they finally returned to the staff residential compound.

A few intruders rushed forward, and the large tree in front of him was riddled with a volley of bullets and snapped in half. Mija hurriedly hid behind the house, picked up her handgun, and fired back, *bang, bang, bang*.

For a long time, the two just hugged each other like this. No, Gu Ying was simply being held in his embrace like that. Neither spoke, quietly listening to the chirping of birds.

On the snowy peaks of Mount Lancang, it had seen countless shooting stars, but never a red one.

Yet Lu Fengyao, who had recently been so prone to crying, did not cry this time. She held back her tears; she could not weep in front of someone who wanted to see her cry.

The only problem was that although that immortal cave had the most abundant spiritual energy, it clashed somewhat with the elements within his body. His body was predominantly attuned to the metal element, but that immortal cave was extremely favorable to the wood element.

The deputy factory director's wife accepted it just to be polite, thinking to herself that Old Zhang must never find out about this. If he learned that she was taking advantage of an orphan and widow, he would surely skin her alive.

With a refined face, handsome features, and a gentle temperament like the sea, he wore the blue robe customary to disciples of the Penglai Sect. Even when sharing a room with a crowd of young nobles in lavish attire, he was not overshadowed in the least.

Lin Yang only felt a boom in his mind as overwhelming fear and terror surged up unceasingly. A towering flame of fury was burning fiercely in his heart, and with eyes split open from rage, he stared at Ding Hao, who was still laughing.

Only then did he discover that every time the ice and fire attributes clashed, there was a fifty percent chance of double recovery. That meant every clash had a fifty percent probability of recovering the energy consumed by the clash, plus an additional duplicate amount of energy.

"It seems the demons are extremely vigilant. The people from the Underworld Palace did not succeed, but judging by how tense they all look, I suspect the people from the Underworld Palace must have attempted a sneak attack once before; otherwise, they wouldn't be on such high guard," Hua Sanxiao whispered to Xiao Guo while lying in the grass.

At this point, footsteps approached from afar outside. The elder aunt recognized them as the mistress walking in the company of an old servant, and she rose to greet them outside.