Chapter 56 Making a Phone Call

Huo Zheng carried the bowls and chopsticks into the courtyard, washing them as he said, "What's wrong with a man doing some housework? It's not going to wear anyone out."

Lu Mingyue smiled and chimed in, "Exactly, this actually feels like a home."

Seeing the tacit understanding between them, Zhu Jingwen silently resolved to make her own man learn to share the household chores when she got back.

Before she could even speak, Qin Lie showed great situational awareness by squatting down and pitching in right beside Huo Zheng.

Though his movements were somewhat clumsy, his attitude was sincere.

Qi Zhen still kept firmly in mind that he would return, taking Xie Yashu to experience a wider world, and Xie Yashu had also sworn an oath to him that she would wait for his return.

In the vision of spiritual perception, soul energy appears black, but once it forms a soul body, it turns white. A powerful soul body can even be seen by the naked eye as a white, translucent entity.

"Didn't you say people from both the underworld and the righteous factions have all arrived? How come there's no sign of any movement?" Zhang Fan asked in bewilderment.

He drifted off to sleep in a daze. In his dream, Li Shihao wielded the giant Que sword, standing majestically atop the city walls with the cold wind blowing and his robes fluttering. Below the city, the sounds of battle shook the heavens. Within his field of vision, countless crimson names merged into a vast expanse like a sea of blood—the distinctive color of hostile players' IDs.

During his lifetime as Kong Xuan and Hanxiao, he had once heard people say that the Six-Eared Macaque used its innate divine ability to eavesdrop on the Dao Ancestor Hongjun's lecture. In his fury, the Dao Ancestor issued a decree: "The Dao shall not be passed to the six-eared." Therefore, although the Six-Eared Macaque was the first born among the four mischievous monkeys of the world, it achieved enlightenment the latest, all because the mighty beings of heaven and earth dared not violate the Dao Ancestor's decree to easily impart divine abilities to it.

"Damn it, coward. Why are you holding me back? Let me make them call me daddy," the Sword Dancer said domineeringly.

However, the animosity between him and the Orc Pantheon had already been forged. Once Wang Feng condensed his divine spark to achieve true godhood and ascended to the divine realm, he would likely face a joint siege by the Orc Pantheon.

As for the location of this liaison point, it might be hidden from others, but it could never escape the discerning eyes of the Guigu Zongheng strategists.

Seeing my arrogant expression, the middle-aged man only intensified his actions. Punch after punch rained down upon me, aiming straight for my face.

Continuing to venture deeper into the cave alongside Weng Yuxi, a bone-chilling, icy wind howled loudly. No one knew where the draft was blowing in from, but the eerie atmosphere made goosebumps break out all over their bodies.

"Just so-so, eight stitches," Ma Yi said, unable to be entirely certain, because given Millie's personality, what she said usually contained a heavy dose of exaggeration.

"Found him, found him! Boyu is here, he's passed out." Almost as the crowd stepped into the police station, Zhang Pengfei's voice rang out appropriately.

"Boss Bu, you should really change your ride. This one suits your current status better," Ning Zhongxing pointed at the modified Wuling cargo van. The smile on Bu Gao's face instantly froze, his complexion turning alternately blue and pale.

Nodding vigorously as his reply to Rongrong, though a thousand words lingered in his heart, he could not voice them at this moment. He walked slowly to Rongrong's side and pulled her tightly into his arms.

The six main gods who had been locked in fierce combat with Rongrong and the others saw that their troops had been completely annihilated and the aura of their leader, Shadow, had long since vanished. Exchanging a glance, they tacitly unleashed a joint strike that forced Qianyun, Qin Wei, and Rongrong back, before instantly boosting their speed to the utmost limit and fleeing toward the horizon.

"He is currently in a state of intangibility," Haruno Sakura pointed at the masked man and said calmly.

After hanging up the call with Mang, a look of amusement crossed Song Paiyu's face. Old Master Song had spent these past few years tending to flowers and plants, and the irascibility and arrogance of his early years had long since vanished. If anyone dared to treat Old Master Song as an easily provoked, hot-tempered old bandit, they would undoubtedly be the ones to suffer.

"Tat-tat-tat... bang... bang, bang!" The dense gunfire and lines of tracer fire instantly enshrouded the dark areas on both sides of the Beijing-Tianjin Expressway. Gunfire and flashes of light also erupted intermittently from the woods and fields, clearly indicating that the enemy had been provoked into a fury and was firing back indiscriminately without a care.