108: Chapter 108 This isn't just a case of nepotism; this is an unparalleled prodigy!

Only Shen Lingye, that mental cultivator who had been resting with his eyes closed, was pale as a sheet, his forehead covered in cold sweat.

Because he was the only one among the eight who had used his mental power to clearly "see" what had happened in that instant!

"This… this finger strike…"

"It carries… quite… quite a few… perfected artistic conceptions?!"

His lips were trembling, his voice filled with shock: "Who… who exactly is she?"

With the horse's heart-wrenching howl, we crossed the valley and landed steadily on another mountain peak…

Zhou Minhao shook his head. No! Although she couldn't be said to have completely surrendered herself to him yet, her trust was real. This thought made Zhou Minhao happy; she understood him so well and trusted him so much. This genuine sense of trust made his heart ache and thrill in waves.

"The Emperor will not pass the throne to someone with Northern Qi royal blood." Murong Hao did not quite agree with what he said.

In the future, once Uzumaki Naruto obtains the Yin-Yang Release inheritance, his shadow clones will no longer break at a touch; as long as his chakra is not exhausted, he can continue to fight even if injured.

Black dots appeared in the sky again, gradually increasing in number and drawing closer to the sea. Flying in the lead was the white falcon that Zi Die and the others recognized, followed by a chaotic assortment of birds of unknown species.

In the time that followed, whenever Qingqing tried to eat, Ji Wushuang would find various excuses to stop her. She hadn't eaten a single bite, yet she still had to wait on him, personally picking food for him. Qingqing watched, drooling, as Ji Wushuang polished off every dish on the table.

Du Yuancheng thought to himself that he had probably been seen through again. Without saying anything more, he decided to just take it one step at a time.

Jiang Chengyu looked at me and said, "Come on!" With a lunge, he rushed toward me and slashed a blade at my face. I dodged to the side, evading it perfectly.

Looking in the direction Du Yuancheng pointed, layers of clouds disappeared at the edge of the horizon like rivers flowing into the sea. The distance between the sky and the clouds gradually shortened until they finally merged into one. In short, it was as if the firmament and the horizon had become one, leaving nowhere else to go.

Yet, all of a sudden, asking those who had long regarded Su Xia as their Empress to accept that she might marry the emperor of another country was something they simply could not accept.

Pinching her cheek, he leaned down and looked at her intently. His breath brushed against Xuemeng's face, carrying a faint, clean fragrance. The scent lingering on his robes left Xuemeng somewhat dazed; she didn't even realize what he was saying at that moment.

"I wouldn't deign to be friends with you!" Zhou Xuan glared at him, pulled open the door, and walked straight out.

"It is she who is too vain, but I won't let her hurt you again in the future." Having said that, he pulled her into an embrace, savoring the happiness and joy of being together.

The Red Butterfly Poison is a secret recipe from Senior Brother's Poison Sect. It was originally used on patients suffering in agony from illness or injury, intended to help them escape their pain through unconsciousness so that the physician could then treat them.

Li Mingming walked over to a flowerpot in the corner of the living room, picked up a dark black rag, and brought it to her mother, Yu Rui.

"You tell me not to move, yet you also tell me to come in. I don't know how to do that, so why don't you teach me?" The person outside the screen showed no fear of the blade held to their throat, and there was even a hint of a smile in their tone.

Yet, the moment he heard those words, Luo Feng, who was standing outside, felt a chill run through his entire body.

"Is she cold?" Li Moran touched the child's face. Why did it feel like the child was burning up?

The moment the words left his mouth, Langbao blew desperately at the bottle. He blew until he was dizzy, yet the bottle didn't fall over.

Zhuang Hua also knew that Chen Hao was no ordinary person. The matters he handled certainly had no need for him; in fact, being by Chen Hao's side might even make him a burden.