Chapter 1227: Officialdom Earthquake in Huangzhou

There are many Tribulation Transcendence stage experts who know space spells, but very few who excel in extreme speed, which is why even when the Thief King strikes, few can guess his identity.

Today, he had truly blundered here.

Although his identity had been guessed, it was not a major problem, as long as he was not caught.

Lu Yang and his companion charged toward the Thief King once more, causing the Thief King's eyelids to twitch—how had the speed of these two become so much faster than before!

Aren't these two only at the early stage of Tribulation Transcendence? Could this be—

Is Mr. Liang unwilling to agree because he has enough confidence and feels that Qu Futian will rescue you?

Perceiving the absolute resolve in her eyes, Yan Yi's expression changed drastically, an ominous presentiment suddenly flashing through his heart.

It was all because of Xia Yueqing; in the past, even if Brother Yiting was not warm toward her, he would never have been this cold.

Her stomach did not hurt at all—she was entirely faking it; as for her pale complexion, that part was genuine, since she had been confined here, living in constant fear and anxiety every day, thinking too much, eating poorly, and sleeping poorly, so her complexion was naturally terrible.

They could even imagine that if Shangguan Xiu and Arthur were to die here just like that, they would lose Shangguan Xiu as a helper forever.

Later, after the car accident, he had actually called Yiting twice, though of course he did not dare mention the matter regarding Yan Yinuo.

Liu Liying knew she was being somewhat overly anxious, considering these were things that had not happened yet, but she simply could not help but think about them. She had mentioned her worries to Luo Qingyan more than once. Unsurprising for her good sister, who looked out for her in every way, this intervention had truly cured her secret anxiety.

After all, Chu Wuxin indeed did not seem like someone... who would cooperate with others to complete some kind of plan.

Looking on, Su Yile saw that her grandmother simply could not set her mind at ease, so she could only nod, and they walked out together.

He actually wanted to become a doctor; although it was an admirable profession, to be sure, she truly had never expected him to want to study this major.

By the time Bai Zi ran to the third cafeteria, Nan Yue had not yet arrived; thinking Nan Yue had already left, Bai Zi anxiously called Nan Yue, but the call went unanswered just like before.

Before the floating dust of last night could be swept away, the dim yellow lamplight was already about to pierce through, yet when one looked closely, it was actually the refraction of today's dawn.

The sky over East City was brilliantly blue, completely unaffected by human emotions. When Su Shi got out of the car arm-in-arm with Sheng Hu, they encountered Sheng Xi, his older sister.

"Tomorrow, the Heavenly Walk Sect and the Flower Interstice Sect will send invitations to every sect in the East Continent. Seven days from now, on the first of May, the Floating Cloud Sect shall be rebuilt, and all their sects are invited to witness the ceremony!" Mo Li made the arrangements.

However, after Chen Yunan came downstairs, she merely cast a disdainful glance at Qin Meng before heading straight out the door; she did not wish to remain at home for even a single moment longer.

"I have already adjusted your particle energy fluctuations from the early Golden Core stage to the middle Foundation Establishment stage for you. This will hide your cultivation level; as long as you do not strike with full force, no one will notice." The auxiliary device thoughtfully operated.

"To be able to force me to this point, you're pretty awesome. Who is your master? Tell him you can graduate now." Flame God leisurely typed a line of text, and then Wuling Xianjun Zhuge Liang returned to base.

"No way, Auntie, I still have to give you the money. I'm going to pursue someone properly; I'm already very happy that you aren't charging me tuition for pursuing someone." Bai Zi gave the aunt 30 yuan—the meter showed 27—and then got out of the car.

"Smack." Ren Xi hung up the phone. Ren Xiao, who truly could not wait any longer inside, came out leaning on crutches. "What's wrong? Brother Nan Yue can't save Dad?" Ren Xiao asked anxiously upon seeing Ren Xi's extremely unsightly expression.

Lan Suxu finally roared out her last word, startling several birds around the courtyard so much that they plunged headlong straight down from the sky.

Diwu Ning turned her head and happened to see her own photograph on the large screen, with three large characters written at the very top: Wanted Poster.

"What did you say?" In Japan, within the Fujiwara clan, a middle-aged man dressed in a python robe and exuding a terrifying aura tightly gripped the telephone, his voice carrying boundless, thunderous rage.