Chapter 13169 — You Could Find a Bone in a Egg If You Really Wanted To

Su Qing said in a low voice, "If your review department really wants to pick a fight, you could find a bone in a single egg. Who on earth can be completely compliant from head to toe?"

Huang Xiu gave a soft laugh. "That's not my problem. I'm just following the rules."

"Qing'er, you said it yourself just now—your main team is still the Imperial Squad. My doing this shouldn't affect you much, should it?"

Su Qing opened her mouth, but the words would not come.

At last, some of the gray-robed cultivators could no longer stomach their fear of death and began to retreat. But the first few who had pulled back had not taken two steps before they burst apart with a sudden crack, their souls scattering to the winds, leaving nothing behind at all.

Though she had been turned down, Shangguan Hao still helped her—clearing the dishes, wiping the table, sweeping the floor, mopping it too. It was done in minutes.

That abrupt voice caught Su Bei completely off guard. By pure reflex he roused every ounce of spiritual power in his body, and the Moonchaser Sword was already in his grip.

From that single ball the demon had hurled at them just now, Zhendi understood how powerful their opponent truly was—and that was with only one demon striking. If all three attacked together, he dared not imagine the outcome.

In the time it took to drink a cup of tea, the group had left the Chen family's main hall and climbed the gate tower to inspect the Nine-Pearl Linked-Fire Crossbow. Ji Xing drew back the curtain, revealing the crossbow in all its true glory.

With a loud bang, Shen Yuanhao flung his hand fiercely, and the stainless steel cup, full to the brim with tea, smashed solidly onto the floor.

Feng Mie felt that in the memory Luo Rulie had shown him, he might have gotten something wrong—or rather, Luo Rulie might have steered him in the wrong direction.

"Master, are you going to open the Spirit Spring Eye?" The Taiyi White Jade Fruit Spirit was thrilled. Once the Spirit Spring Eye was opened, dwelling as it did in the Linglong Space, it could enjoy the spiritual energy of the spring whenever it pleased.

"When did you find out?" Seeing that Xiujing still looked thoroughly displeased, Jin Minshuo, paying no mind that her sister was sitting right across from them, brazenly raised his hand and placed it on Xiujing's head.

In the end, the three of them arrived before a dilapidated old venue. Qingya pushed open the rotting wooden door and stepped inside.

"Asang, I beg you, save your mother—she's dying!" Qiao Lao'er suddenly dropped to his knees and pleaded desperately with Qiao Sang.

After a moment's hesitation, Ye Hui'an still took the clothes and ran into the bathroom to change, deliberately letting her hair down and applying a touch of light makeup.

Jian Sangyu hesitated for two seconds, then handed over the bottle in her hand. She had meant to feed him a sip or two since Gu Chen was driving, but to her surprise, Gu Chen reached out and took it, flipped open the built-in straw, and tipped his head back to drink.

At the sight of that little bell, the others thought nothing of it—only Luo Jie's heart stirred. Liangxiu had been through countless tribulations yet had never once summoned the Lord of the Underworld of her own accord. This time, if she had brought out the bell, she must truly have reached the end of her rope.

In complete contrast to Ding Zhongshen's plainness, Wan Zhongshen was dressed like an immortal sage, leisurely fanning himself with a feather fan.

"But whether you and Xu Zhiheng get back together or not, what business is that of Li Ming's? Why would he do such a thing?" This was the very question Mi Luo had been wanting answered. Wei Ning wanting to reconcile was understandable—but why would Li Ming meddle in Xu Zhiheng's love life? What could he possibly gain from it?

If she had originally possessed spiritual energy worth a hundred million green coins, then these eighteen azure dragons must have cost fifty million.

A high-and-mighty jasmine—yet one never lacks for jasmine. It was simply that this person was anything but high-and-mighty. Take Feifei, for instance: because she was so lucky, she had named herself Feifei, hoping to keep her good fortune from spreading so wildly.

Old Master Dugu's surname was Dugu, but because he was all alone in the world, Old Master Su had always called him Old Dugu.

At a flicker of Du Wan'er's thought, those five vanished from all four sides in an instant and appeared within the space.

Jerking his hands back, Qi Feng spread his arms wide in a grand roc-spreading-its-wings motion, then lay on the ground in an embracing posture.