381: Chapter 381 Reincarnation of the Holy Mosquito! New Skill That's Awesome!

In mid-air.

Chu Sheng lightly vibrated his three pairs of wings, which were as thin as cicada wings yet pulsed with pale golden space divine patterns.

How could one describe that feeling?

Flying before meant relying on brute force to flap the air, using force to exert force.

Flying now felt as if the air and space were actively pushing him along; there was even a sensation that the surrounding space was cheering and scrambling to make way for him.

Just two words… Silky smooth!

Wang Chuan, Chief Long, and Chief Long's subordinates all remained expressionless and silent, having long since grown accustomed to Chief Yang's shamelessness.

In the past, even when Ouyang Feifei personally participated in negotiations, she rarely spoke, let alone stood up to explain the situation to you. But when facing Jie Lingruonan, she did so quite naturally, not feeling it was inappropriate in the slightest, but rather that it was only right to do so.

Ouyang Feifei followed silently by his side, taking elegant steps as she saw him out, as if Luo Ziling were her lackey.

Wang Chuan did not recognize that Taoist, but he had dealt with the Abbot of White Cloud Temple for many years. The Abbot was advanced in years, and having been woken up in the middle of the night, he was not in high spirits. However, upon hearing the words "Xiaoyao Powder," the old Abbot jolted and his eyes widened.

The scent of the Yaoshan Fairy, Jing Xian'er, still lingered on the flesh and blood of Master Puxiang. If Leng Xia's dog were allowed to track the scent, it should be able to find Jing Xian'er.

Most of the flowers in Luo Ziling's orchard had begun to wither, yet it still looked like a brocade of blooming flowers.

After saying this, Lu Yulin ran to the other end of the refugee building, and seeing that the Japanese soldier had his back to him, he quietly ran toward the laboratory.

Tang Qiuxue's first reaction was to lock the bathroom door, press firmly against it, and hold the bath towel she had just wrapped around herself, on the verge of tears: "Can you dare to come out when I'm not taking a bath? What is the meaning of this right now?"

Likewise, without Princess Yushu, he would very likely have ended up like Hongjun, the Saint King of Luohe, or even most of the Saint Kings in the Fallen World, trapped in the Heavenly Dao Realm for his entire life, at best becoming someone like the Fallen Saint Lord—invincible in the Heavenly Dao Realm but forever denied access to the Great Dao Realm.

However, a sharp stinging sensation pierced from the Demon Venerable's fist into skin as hard as divine iron, penetrating the flesh and continuing to go deeper.

Ouyang Heng said, his eyeballs rolling slightly, seemingly contemplating how to torture Zui Meiyan, but in reality, his gaze was fixed on the Qian Yuan Treasure Fan at Mo Yiming's feet.

"Wait for me, I'm going too." Upon hearing this, Daman immediately ran back into the house, picked up his lumberjack clothes from the stool at the head of the bed, and walked out of the house while putting them on.

After cutting open the envelope with a paper cutter, Leo took out a piece of cardstock, on which only one address was written: 137 Palm Street, Pander Port, Maris Kingdom.

Whoever launched a large-scale attack on the Great Jin Empire first would attract more of the Jin army's attention.

Therefore, on this night, the peak masters of the other three peaks had arrived at the West Peak and were sitting in the main hall where Yichen was, all with indifferent expressions.

Most importantly, if someone with his own eighth-level strength needed help, and he only sought a seventh-level to help, it felt like treating the other party as cannon fodder, and everyone wasn't stupid.

In this vast Northern Territory, it might not be as prosperous in Taoism as the Central Plains, with all kinds of perfected methods, but it was equally a place where hidden talents abounded.

Although Madam Zhang did not know what "Qi Gathering Perfection" was, from the cultivator's gaze, she could roughly tell that this Qi Gathering Perfection was definitely more high-end than the ninth level of Qi Gathering.

As for Qian Jincai, he had absolutely no idea that Wuheng was the one who did all this. He didn't feel angry about it; on the contrary, he became smug. Therefore, when he came to collect the Qi Condensation Pills today, he shared this smugness with Mo Yiming.

Hearing this voice, Huijue's heart jolted; his pupils involuntarily constricted as he looked toward the corpse that was grabbing him.