Traveler-2

Resurrected by My Nemesis Xi Shu 2035 words 2026-04-13 10:51:33

Since the Cao army had not retreated, Taishi Ci and his companions naturally had no chance to rest—not even for a moment. Her mother wanted to shield her from involvement, but with the provocation already at her doorstep, how could she shrink away?

After blowing a breath, Liu Yiyu gently lifted Xuan Feibai; then, she stopped breathing and released the nostrils she had pinched with her left hand. As Xuan Feibai had not expelled the air from his own lungs yet, Liu Yiyu repeated the previous actions steadily, again and again.

“It’s not over yet. No one’s admitted defeat. Let’s wait a bit longer,” Xuan Yishi shook his head gently. He too was curious to see how Qinghen would conclude the matter.

Qin Feng, even as a prodigy, still lacked the power and influence to act freely. Thus, he did not wish to disrupt the situation in Nuolan City for the sake of Qin Feng, fearing it would be detrimental to the Huang family.

Xie Lingyi, even if he didn’t dodge, could have easily withdrawn his blade, slicing only Xie Lingyi’s clothes without harming his body.

If matters concerning this level must be discussed, then only Romulus Augustus, the primarch, could speak of them.

Qin Zhao had come under imperial orders; the emperor had instructed him to secretly investigate the local generals, so he followed suit and went.

He stepped into the ward, standing at the edge of the bed, staring blankly at the elderly man lying there.

The spiritual energy in the palace was abundant, seemingly influenced by the formation, all transformed into vigorous fire elemental force. Statues of fire-breathing gods were set in all four directions, with a pill furnace in the center.

Choosing flowers was likely a pretext; something else was surely harder to broach—could it be Zhihua’s marriage? If memory served, Zhihua was already sixteen.

“I didn’t expect it—so young, yet so hot-tempered.” Ning Ke smiled, stepped forward to examine the corpse of the terror crocodile, all the while glancing warily around to see if Duan Lingfeng would make any suspicious moves. This could well be a plot.

“Is that so... Well, there’s some money hidden in my wardrobe—take it all,” Mi Ning said, pointing to her crimson clothes rack.

Duan Lingfeng, with a skeptical mind, drew closer to the other party. In the process, he glimpsed the center of the valley, where dozens of martial artists at the Qi Training stage battled a gigantic stone lion.

The terrifying explosion echoed through heaven and earth for a long time. When calm finally returned to the half-shorn Skeleton Mountains, the figures of Qi and Guyuan gradually appeared.

Hua Qingyan shook off her thoughts, taking the pouting Ming Yuehan—his hair tousled from being rubbed—to the alchemy room.

Even Tianlin dared not endure the inhuman torment of pill refining. Hence, he practiced the Primordial Demonic Heart scripture, cultivating in a state devoid of emotions and pain.

At this moment, the Duan clan’s bank was under Liang Tong’s control. If he seized the bank, he’d strangle Liang Tong’s economic lifeline. He had enough money to splurge, buy experience pills, and level up his skills.

Zi Mo knew they feared the master of this place. Outside, they would have already targeted him.

Yet when Cheng Shu of Blood Soul Mountain fell under Zuo Jun’s hand, Xu Hua felt he must be hallucinating—or dreaming. Two months prior, Zuo Jun was at Mangdang Mountain, at Xu Hua’s mercy. How could he now utterly defeat a Blood Soul Mountain disciple of the eighth rotation Qi Induction? Xu Hua’s hands and feet turned cold, darkness clouding his vision.

Shangguan Huan immediately ordered the disciples of Heavenly Spring to gather the poisoned people, seating them together on the ground.

Leng Qianyou’s icy eyes fixed on Qin Yang. For some reason, she sensed he had grown stronger—more terrifying.

Jin Xi saw through the two people’s thoughts. Though neither agreed nor refused, their expressions revealed a willingness, only masked by embarrassment.

Now, after being inexplicably entrusted with heavy responsibilities, he was startled again—this time by the research fanatic... Fu Yuan wondered why he had met so many strange people. No, the very fact he could know them was strange.

Dao Xuan and Fu Ji, upon hearing the old ancestor Jin Shi’s words, pondered and quickly understood his true intent, then sat calmly in meditation.

A single sentence left Zuo Jun speechless. Truthfully, when the stone struck his hand earlier, the scream did make Zuo Jun suspicious, though he hadn’t had time to think about it then.

It was curious why Zi Mo treated the four farmers with such respect, but from the moment he entered, all his actions had surprised everyone. They admired and puzzled over this youth, unable to see through him—his peculiar growth made him seem trustworthy.

Thus, he had to dare to begin his plan before Jian Xiazhi gathered evidence. Still, there was no hurry; investigating those matters wouldn’t be easy for Jian Xiazhi.

“Why is it Fu Chengshen?” Jian Xiazhi wondered, confused why Fu Chengshen was calling her at this time.

Yu Jixi tightened his grip, pulling Jiang Yan Dai toward him. Before she could react, Yu Jixi bent down and scooped her up into his arms.

From then on, Ye Xing could only keep in touch with Xie Yuan by phone. For someone blinded by love, this was a dream come true.

Yun Yun was startled by such a thought. When had she begun to feel such indifference toward life? She wasn’t meant to be so cruel.

Song Huaci hadn’t cooked in a long time, and the tools here were primitive compared to modern ones. She struggled to use them, injuring herself repeatedly.

Ling Luye dared not slack off, quickly sidestepping and retreating, sweeping his gun horizontally, and steadily casting a ring of fire at the giant bird’s feet.

“Boss, should we go now?” It was too embarrassing! Wang Yupeng couldn’t endure any longer, stepping forward to pull Lu Yipin away.

That night, Yang Mubai told Pei Shengyuan everything. She no longer opposed their marriage and hoped he would grant it.

This was by no means a normal breakthrough route. After Mangala misjudged, he stretched out his leg and tripped Tang Hong in the penalty area.