Chapter 162: Competing for the Longevity Fruit

After a burst of hearty laughter, the four of them did not dare to tarry. Zhou Yuanping put away the large wooden boat, summoned his flying sword, and took the lead in flying toward the island, with the others eagerly following close behind.

This island was neither too big nor too small; it was more than ten times the size of Sugar Heart Island, but much smaller than Immortal Turtle Island.

As long as you meet and find that destined person, you will attain happiness, won't you? This kind of happiness has nothing to do with whether you are poor or wealthy, healthy or terminally ill. Perhaps, only those with a grateful heart can truly experience and appreciate it.

Zhu Zhu and Wu Haoming were busy preparing for the Lunar New Year, pushing any thoughts of Ning Hong to the back of their minds. Little did they know, however, that Ning Hong was searching the entire city for Wu Haoming's whereabouts.

The Battle of Shanghai was indeed a veritable Great Wall of flesh and blood; places like Dachang and Luodian saw every inch of territory stained with blood, and the brutal reality was simply beyond description.

Finally, just as those restrictive barriers were about to close in, that trace of Dao law suddenly burrowed into the aperture at the crown of Ren Jian's head.

Hearing the nurse's words, Xia Fangyuan, who was just about to step out of the cubicle, froze abruptly, her eyes staring blankly ahead. Could she have heard correctly?

Although Liu Yunzhe harbored doubts in his heart, the command entrusted to him by Zixin was a royal decree. He knew very well that he lacked the qualification to question it, and under the heavens, no one could arbitrarily overrule Zixin's actions.

Seeing the worry finally vanish from her mother's brow, Wu Lingling felt that no amount of money spent was wasted. Yet, inwardly, she held a secret resentment toward her sister-in-law, unaware that Zhu Zhu was merely an excuse her mother used to achieve her own ends.

"Boom!" A cannon shot rang out, instantly quieting the people present considerably. Li Yunfei glanced at the sky and saw that it was nearly noon. After the first soul-chilling cannon blast, the faces of the condemned prisoners on the execution grounds turned much paler, though their expressions also carried the smiles of impending release.

Not only did she never dare to watch horror movies, but she also wouldn't dare to stick her hands or feet out from the edge of the bed when sleeping at night. Even though she knew these were all pretense and ghosts did not exist, she still felt an inexplicable terror.

Although Tang Qi did not quite understand what Feng Wu was talking about, he grasped the general meaning behind her words. Yet he could only feign ignorance while knowing the truth, because doing so meant the Tang Sect could at least be passed down for another thousand years. Otherwise, if the reform failed and the Tang Sect perished, how could he ever face the founding ancestors of the Tang Sect and his own master?

This was the kind of remark that didn't explicitly name anyone, yet practically shouted out their ID number—it really left one at a loss for words.

"Let's drop this matter, and you are forbidden to bring it up ever again!" Xu Chuan could only righteously reject the fox demon and her several sisters.

Trying to open the messenger interface, he discovered that a sentence had been appended to the description of his personal messenger: You are currently on a mission and cannot send messages to friends.

"Uh, it's nothing, really nothing. I suddenly feel a bit pressed and want to go use the outhouse!" Wu Liuqi quickly wiped the sweat from his brow and said somewhat nervously.

Upon discovering that these two individuals were located far away in the West, in a region of the map he had not yet explored, Rossi instantly breathed a sigh of relief.

In any case, the enterprise owner household registration policy would take at least three years, so Lin Yuan was not in a hurry to have his family move to Yanjing.

Seeing Qi Jiao fight with such valor, the bandits also grew desperate. They braved various dangers to climb up the city walls. Although some of them were already covered in wounds, they showed not the slightest intention of retreating, gritting their teeth as they struggled upward.

The last time she came here, she had not yet mastered the Lumos spell, relying entirely on the night-vision attribute of her goggles to observe the surroundings, which was almost tantamount to walking in the dark.

Lin Yi instantly retreated several dozen丈, distancing himself far from the ancient pavilion. Regardless of who he was, this at least served as a warning to him: although the person inside the coffin was dead, they must have set up an extremely powerful protective array. Once the array identified him as an enemy, the consequences would be utterly unpredictable.