33 The Ninth Person

But the problem is... he came here to clear the trial. How did it end up that the Eighteen Arhats failed to form their formation, and instead, it was them who had to face Xiao Yan's formation?

Over there, Mrs. Liu’s cursing and wailing continued. Even though she was being restrained, she refused to admit defeat, struggling and demanding to seek revenge on Qin Xi.

"Master, the reason I do not wish to fight you is because I once believed in Buddhism, and I do not want to commit the sin of killing a monk. Not fighting you does not mean I am afraid of you."

Without breaking through to become a martial artist, a person’s lifespan is barely a hundred years. Without cultivation resources, no matter how extraordinary one’s talent is, it is likely they will perish at the Golden Bone stage.

The crowd was speechless once again. Luo Lin and Ma You looked at Old One-Eye in unison, but Old One-Eye did not know much about Liang Jingmo, so he turned to look at Xiang Nanxing for an answer. The latter sighed bitterly, shaking his head.

"The young master said he has very important matters to attend to at Jinshan Temple and will not be returning home for the time being..." Li Si hesitated, wondering if he should tell the master that Young Master Lin Dong had become a monk.

"Come to my office." Xu Lin did not explode in anger and continued to lead the way. Xu Minghao wondered to himself, this person looked so delicate, so how could her physical strength be so great? After being bumped by me like that, she didn't even fall.

The long sword reached the middle-aged man’s throat. Chen Bufan held back, turning the sword into a claw and gripping his throat instead.

"What is going on? Is the Changsha garrison attacking my main camp?" Zhang Xianzhong had been resting with his eyes closed, waiting for the dawn offensive, when the sudden sound of artillery startled him awake. After a moment of panic, he regained the composure befitting a commander-in-chief and loudly demanded an explanation.

As Tang Wanying continued to consume human internal organs, the external wounds all over her body finally began to heal for the most part.

She had not only suffered great physical and mental trauma but was also humiliated and slandered by her classmates. Despairing, she chose this path of no return.

Furthermore, the Fan family and the Marquis of Qingyuan’s family, who were supposed to become in-laws, had instead turned into bitter enemies; the scandal was the talk of the town.

Thinking of this, Concubine Yi’s hatred for Concubine Xiao deepened. With old grudges and new ones combined, Concubine Yi wished she could tear Concubine Xiao to pieces.

Qingyang understood. As soon as the man stood up, before he could even straighten his back, the sword in Qingyang’s hand had already pierced toward him.

"I am so sorry, my father is not here to thank you in person. How about..." At this point, Miss Ai became shy.

But at this moment, Wu Cuo was just like the time he first heard the news of his parents’ death in the line of duty, trembling with such terror that he only stopped after being injected with a sedative.

"Second, the victim’s phone still hasn't been found, but after his death, someone used his phone to answer a call from his younger brother."

"Young Prince, what is going on? How could my sixth sister be injured?" Fan Zhen glared at Cui Jin, his eyes flashing with a strange light like a starving wolf spotting a piece of meat.

Everyone held their breath, eyes wide, staring fixedly at the dice cup, which looked pitch-black in the light, not daring to make a sound.

"Sister, why was it you?! Why were you the one to harm my child!" Li Hui questioned Qian Jiaolian uncontrollably, but Qian Jiaolian had no time to spare for her, merely muttering something unintelligible.

Before bed, Jiang Xue checked her phone; some acquaintances had sent her New Year blessing messages in the early hours of the morning.

In this game, the player is always the player, and the house is always the house. Only the house can possibly win this game.

Besides, the man before her was the Master's love rival. She would set off firecrackers to celebrate if he died; how could she let the Empress of the Realm exhaust herself for him?

Jiang Xue did not see these private messages; she was currently taking photos of the three people she had met on the forum.

Listening to Zhu Wanzhe’s description, Li Yian, who knew that the future seas would be filled with super-liners, said.

After binding "Hundred Steps Piercing the Willow," Hua Feihua pulled a very long staff from his robe, then, like someone using a blind man’s cane, he poked the ground as he walked forward.

"Haha, driving is not difficult at all; the driving school will teach you. If you can't drive well, you won't get a driver’s license," Jiang Xue said earnestly.

After all, it wasn't a real gun, so there was no gunshot, and the other party had no idea they had just walked through the gates of hell.

The remaining one watched the car drive away until it was out of sight, then turned and walked to the car parked by Wang Zhicheng, opened the passenger door, and sat inside.

Seeing the Emperor’s firm attitude, the General said no more, bid him farewell, and prepared to leave.

His family, while not insignificant in the entire Winged Race, was not considered a top-tier family even within the Green Wing lineage.

"Lu Jin, Lu Jin, I’m here, I’m here." Lin Mo mumbled, her eyes already open.

Lin Mo dialed repeatedly. After about three or four minutes, she gave up and dialed a foreign number, but there was still no answer. Angry, Lin Mo threw the phone away.

The medicine was consumed by Xia Wei. Since he had given Xia Wei life, isn't the hope to survive the most instinctive pursuit of human nature?

"This is what we should do!" Company Commander Wu Hao replied with a resolute smile on his exhausted face.