Chapter 65: Turning the Corner and Encountering a Nemesis

After Leaving the Mountain, the Powerful Celestial Master Was Forced to Marry Little Wine 1283 words 2026-02-09 12:55:55

Upstairs, Su Qingli happened to be by the window, and the scene just now was caught in her eyes. She frowned, her thoughts growing more complicated. In the instant when a chill surged through her body, someone behind her embraced her.

“Li’er, hurry and grow up,” the person said.

Su Qingli looked at the one leaning on her shoulder, feeling a sudden pang in her heart.

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Xiao Yue bowed deeply and respectfully to Priest Annalina in gratitude. The teachings of the Druids, so often resented by many players, made him truly reflect upon himself at this moment.

What I said was sincere—my issues with Ninth Brother are something I dare not even think about; I've always known it was just my foolish wishful thinking, I know that, so I'm willing to accompany you for a lifetime.

Zhuo Xiaoxiao was helped onto the sofa by Xia Qianmo, but she could clearly sense that Zhuo Xiaoxiao was trembling all over.

This unexpected turn of events caused both sides of the fierce battle to simultaneously slow their attacks. More people ceased fighting altogether, gazing about in confusion.

When he heard that only knights of the Holy Alliance had arrived, Xiao Yue smiled with joy. The loss of more than two thousand archers in Snow City had been costly, but it successfully trapped Feng Wuji.

At first, Xue Lengyu walked behind Shu Li with her head down, carrying a tray, her heart utterly desolate. As she walked, she realized that death was not as terrifying as she'd thought, and the fear faded. With the terror gone, her hunger returned, and her eyes unconsciously fixed on the pastries in her hands.

Cao Cao frowned, stretching his hand in front of her, only to find that her hand reached up to meet his, sliding right into the broad sleeve of his robe. She fell silent, gazing at him with a half-smile that lingered.

Feng Bai was about to beg for mercy, but seeing she had already left, he swallowed his words and could only continue shooting with a bitter expression.

A steel pipe strikes with far more force than a fist, and leaves little trace. Therefore, Xiao Ke had no qualms about this counterattack. Every blow landed solidly on the thugs, a chorus of screams echoing as more bodies fell to the ground.

Recalling their first meeting, the smile on his face deepened. That adversarial atmosphere and awkwardness now seemed transformed into an unusual beauty, bearing witness to every moment shared between them.

The Nine Fiends Imperial City, once protected by solid, towering walls and guarded by a hundred and fifty thousand Nine Fiends warriors, was giving Dongfang Haotian a headache—how could it ever be conquered?

Su Meng gazed at the vast greenery around her, and at the distant, endless white mist, suddenly filled with hope for the future.

Armored soldiers quickly entered the magistrate’s office, forming two rows, as if awaiting someone’s arrival.

In short, whatever Gu Cheng said now—even if he claimed he was going to the moon—Lao Qiu and the others would not doubt him much.

The Speaker forced a smile more painful than tears, then several Uncle Sams cut off communication. The five giant screens went dark one by one.

Although their appearances were identical, their temperaments had changed dramatically. At first, these farmers wore honest expressions, and their aura was exceptionally simple and unpretentious.

Sensing the change in his martial soul, Wang Ming’s eyes widened slightly. Then, with a thought, he used his true essence to transform the elements.

Zhang Jun and Zhao Yulin were even more puzzled. Nothing seemed to have been discussed yet, but President Shi had already agreed to the cooperation plan?

Su Meng, hearing this, immediately recalled the words Chu Mo had used to provoke Xie Yunting not long ago, and suspected that he must have been stirred up by Chu Mo, prompting him to seek a job to earn money.

Qin Feng surveyed the battlefield. Neither side held a clear advantage now. Nisler and the Serpent King were both at the early stage of sixth-level cultivation, but the Serpent King obviously had the upper hand.