Chapter 107: Spare the Title, and I, Song Mi, Will Be Deeply Grateful!

Song Mi did not want to make this request, but she had no choice. Even if Qiao Weiwei refused, she would still find another way to meet with Qiao’s parents.

Therefore, this was more of a notification to Qiao Weiwei.

Qiao Weiwei, unaware of Song Mi’s entire plan, asked matter-of-factly, “Are you trying to expose my brother to plead for Feng Jue?”

She shook her head, “I don’t think it would be of any use.”

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His face was cold and stern, his eyes glowing with a sinister light that seemed to emanate from hell, piercing through Lu Feng as if trying to see through all his secrets.

“Mengqi, from this day forward, I will never let you suffer again.” After saying this, he placed Xu Mengqi into the Heaven-Universe Ring, while also sending Liu Tianli inside to help find a comfortable place to settle her.

Ancient Tree City was, after all, merely a shallow pool, and it could no longer contain a true dragon like Zhang Wuji. After all, not every powerhouse could wait in a single city for a thousand years like the Primordial Ancestor.

The Mistress of Guanghan paid no mind to these things. With a gentle ripple of her power, she reduced the crimson skeletons to bone powder. After traversing through the void for some time, she suddenly struck out with her palm, causing the waters ahead to churn violently.

However, on the night of the third day, Jing Rong developed a high fever. They tried everything—medicine, acupuncture, and even rubbing his body with alcohol—but nothing worked; the fever simply would not break.

Xia Zixuan shook his head. He did not understand it either. His eyes flickered with a strange light, but when he looked ahead, it was as if something was blocking his vision, leaving him able to see only the smoke and dust filling the sky.

Verus looked at the machine-gun team’s suppressive fire and let out a cold, mocking laugh. Did they think they could treat the Reaper Mercenary Group like soft persimmons? If that were the case, how could the Reaper Mercenary Group have become so powerful?

The Heavenly Dao looked at Jiang Chen in disbelief, fury rising in its heart. After all its efforts, it had unexpectedly paved the way for someone else to reap the rewards.

No wonder the Human Witch was so fearless, daring to make exorbitant demands of Lu Feng. In the Witch Realm, there were two masters at the Realm of No-Self holding the fort, plus a Witch currently in seclusion. That made five titans of the Realm of No-Self in total.

At this moment, Qian Yun looked toward the people from the Greedy Wolf Court, only to see that they appeared unconcerned, as if the matter had nothing to do with them.

This group, needless to say, was Xu Zheng’s party, who, after breaking through Gaiuli’s encirclement, had traveled south and then turned east, taking a month and a half to reach Dragon’s Throat.

Luo Yuxi was not a student sheltered in an ivory tower; she understood the importance of status and tried her best to overestimate the concept of a "Guardian." But when she truly looked out through the car window, she felt the solemnity of the occasion.

Bruce could not help but laugh softly upon hearing this. That was Xu Zheng—he would always keep in his heart anyone who was kind to him, and repay them tenfold or a hundredfold.

Li An did not say much, merely gesturing for everyone to look at the script. “The storyboard scripts you saw earlier might make the characters seem difficult, but once you connect them to the entire script, you will realize just how challenging it truly is.”

“What’s so strange about that? Whoever built this place must have possessed a spatial artifact, or had the help of a martial artist with spatial attributes—it’s the same anywhere!” Shu Biao replied.

The house he had purchased on the mountain had finally finished all its renovations and decorating. After a period of airing it out to remove the odors, he had been notified just two days ago that he could officially move in.

Old Uncle Ge’s understated remark had left enough of a graceful exit for Big Wang. “I signed the contract this time purely because I had been drinking too much.”

“Waaaah~~~~” A miserable, strange wail erupted from beneath the tongue. It sounded quite shrill, yet also remarkably deep and resonant, as if the earth itself were roaring.

That was right; Nangong Liuyun had said it on purpose. He had intentionally insulted Beichen Yi as a blockhead.