Chapter 194: Going Down the Mountain, Fusang Guardian God!

The girl crawled out from her hiding place and walked up to Li Chang'an, her eyes shining brightly with a whirlwind of complex emotions. After a long silence, she finally spoke: "You were the one who saved me before, weren't you?"

Li Chang'an remained silent.

He could not speak even if he wanted to.

The girl found nothing strange in this; she let out a soft sigh and said earnestly: "In any case, thank you!"

Hearing her words, Li Chang'an still stayed quiet and still.

He had saved her because her

tottering form seemed as though it might topple over at any moment, plunging down into the jagged boulders thirty meters below the cliff.

"All units attention, an enemy bomber has breached our missile defense and is heading our way, enter air defense readiness in five minutes!" Leopard gave the command, his voice heavy.

The ancient Heavenly Emperor nodded repeatedly, then pinched a hand seal, and within a mere blink of an eye, the figure of the Demon Emperor materialized inside the Heavenly Palace.

Their partnership had slain so many monsters of the Nether Sea that they had finally drawn the attention of a formidable Nether Sea beast.

"Your punch packs decent power, and perhaps we can have a real bout once your cultivation recovers, but right now you are still lacking." Yi Tianyun shrugged, thinking that if she was driven to furious embarrassment, she couldn't blame him.

For goodness' sake, Mo Fei was the runemaster of the Allied Kingdoms, and whether it was Wen Suxian of the Eight Fingers of Divine Sound or the Patriarch Tianjizi, these were the ancestors of the Empire's Nine Great Bloodline Families.

Yao Yayao had already stolen the spotlight in the previous topic, and as a junior attending the conference for the first time, he felt there was no need to show too much of his sharp edge. Otherwise, he might leave the audience with the poor impression of an arrogant young man who didn't know his place, so a moderate display would suffice.

The Void Creation Divine Artifact possessed the power to invoke the laws and traverse ten thousand worlds, while the Time-Space Creation Divine Artifact could even manipulate the laws of time, altering its flow so that traveling across worlds took no longer than the blink of an eye.

Over the past month, the three of them had gotten along wonderfully, almost never turning a red face to argue with one another.

She seemed rather reluctant; free time at the training grounds was scarce, and although the Admiral's mansion boasted over a dozen large training areas, it was incredibly difficult to find a vacancy once things got busy.

"It is because you are already decadent; you were decadent even back in the Mythological Era. The Demon Emperor Qi Tian wanted to change all of this, yet his hatred is even greater for you!" Fang Lang said fiercely, and though he wasn't certain if he was right, he believed in his own thoughts.

I shook my head, only to find Liu Qing leaning too close to me; with a furrow of my brows, I quickly shifted a little further away: "What are you trying to do!" The wound left in my heart by my husband's infidelity ran too deep and was still healing, and I needed time for it to fade and mend.

The remaining six families were clearly unfit; not only did they lack dependable young men, but under the tight blockade of every state and county, they held only crude wooden clubs and bamboo forks, with any scrap of metal being a rare sight. They only managed to possess a modicum of combat strength by relying on the tactic of swarming forward in a human wave.

Moreover, it was his own father-in-law—indeed, from the very moment he possessed Murong Xue, he had regarded her father as his own.

Seeing that if they didn't leave now, both of them would be stranded here, Zuo Ci decisively altered the effect of his spell, abandoning the Divine Travel technique that offered a greater distance, and discarding the extra time required by his senior brother Yu Ji, forcefully teleporting away right before the Soul-Chasing Arrow could disrupt his casting.

"I won't tell you, I want to see which of you two treats me better." I pouted, deliberately acting spoiled in front of him.

"Subclause four of the third clause of the contract needs revision; the budget must be reduced by five percent." The man's brook-no-denial voice rang in her ears, and as Gu Meng looked over with meticulous care, her gaze collided directly with his deep, dark eyes. That half-smiling look of his made her shudder involuntarily.