Chapter 69: The Grand Banquet of Matron Su

The Fire Wolf Woman walked toward Yue Feng, who lay on the ground, her face cold and indifferent, a bloodthirsty smile curling at the corner of her lips.
“Little brother, let me send you on your way!”
Yue Feng, lying helpless on the ground, watched her approach with terror in his heart. His legs betrayed him, and a yellow stain spread beneath him.
“You’re truly disgusting! ..."
The dragon scale was heavy and solid; though it sank slowly, it had already plunged several meters into the water by the time he regained his senses.
He remained motionless, secretly communicating with the demonic seeds on the Star-Moon Bodhi prayer beads, seeking to influence the entire string, suppressing each bead that responded with Buddhist radiance.
Like Mo planned to seize this opportunity to release his friend from the sealed box.
Later, Bai Su’s father returned, carrying the corpse of Bai Su’s mother. He transferred all his cultivation and power to Bai Su, demanding that she take good care of their clan. Then, beside Bai Su’s mother, he died peacefully.
“I’ll humiliate you, I’ll hit you!” Li Cuilian tried to reach out, but was pulled back by Huo Da Gui from behind.
Old Lady Kou assumed she'd been deprived for two months outside, and was already calculating how to supplement her diet and nutrition out of concern.
She arranged the best medical care in the world for Xi Jing’s mother, but insisted she go to America.
After stepping out, he carried himself with composure, every movement like a dragon or tiger. The servants greeted him, and he merely nodded lightly in return.
Watching Anpu’s eyes slowly close, “Mr. Taks” shook his head. He disliked, even hated Anpu, for Anpu sought to investigate Messiah. Yet he also sympathized with and admired Anpu—a man with his own pursuits, persistent and resolute.
“You suspect those people left the village through tunnels or secret passageways?” Bai Tian looked to Ling Ye and asked.
“Sister Liu, you should accept it. Look at us standing at the entrance, pushing things back and forth; if anyone sees, it won’t look good!” Xu Bin had no choice but to use his trump card.
A bodyguard, trembling, slowly opened the door. Bit entered with a smile. “Mr. Bit! What brings you here?” Scarface asked in shock.
Seeing the old woman drag Li Qiutang outside, Zhang Yan clutched her face and rushed forward, crashing fiercely into Li Qiutang, who, unprepared, was knocked sideways into the dining table.
“Stop pretending!” Yan Qing drew the icy jade flute from his waist, traced a circle on the ground, and swept his parents aside.
The elder seemed oblivious, draining his glass in one gulp and sitting down in defiance. Yan Qing frowned, caught between advancing and retreating, and could only drain his own glass and sit down awkwardly.
Later, Fifth Brother Su Fei, under Sixth Brother’s cover, managed to escape the pursuit of a hundred thousand troops. Sixth Brother Su Xiang and his five thousand men were forced back to a cliff, trapped in a desperate situation.
By conventional calculation, a single Body-Tempering Pill equated to over thirty years of a martial artist’s cultivation; for Cui Yongsheng, this was undoubtedly a joyful surprise.
Chang Ning felt that arguing here would get nowhere and had no desire to linger.
Gloomy as the god of death, it was hard to imagine the church of Light’s Lassity would use people like this as assistants. As before, this fellow left only everyone’s combat gear, then departed without hesitation.
The next day, Jin Qing entered the county with Granny Liu and Xu Bin, who were worried and insisted on accompanying Jin Qing to report at Dr. Wang’s Qichang Hall, much like modern parents anxiously escorting their children on the first day of school.
From the moment the man appeared, Jun Jun’s gaze was locked on him. Now, finally regaining her composure, she picked up her bag and followed him out of the skewer bar.