What kind of companion spirit is this?

"What has happened?" Chen Nan panicked. He wanted to rush inside to check on Ning Xuan, but he found that even when he endured the scorching, searing pain and forced himself forward, he still could not get close. An exclusionary force was blocking him from approaching that room!
Looking at the blaze that seemed capable of incinerating everything, Chen Nan's heart was filled with terror. He wanted to rush into the house to search for Ning Xuan, but that repulsive force was stopping him, blocking him outside like an invisible wall.
"Ning Xuan!"
Magical lightning does not conduct in water because the magic sealed within this talisman specializes the offensive power of lightning to the absolute extreme.
Ying Er, standing guard on the side, caught the grim determination in the other person's tone and abruptly stood up, but was stopped by Ying Yanyan extending a hand. Yan Mu glanced over, a cold sneer curving the corner of her mouth; if she were to make a move, no one present could possibly stop her.
Us didn't understand all these twists and turns, but being a twin, he could clearly sense that something was wrong with his sister, so he wasn't being so loud anymore.
Having seen the plum blossoms of the Beginning of Spring, heard the thunder of the Awakening of Insects, been drenched by the torrential rain of the Summer Solstice, baked in the scorching sun of the Greater Heat, and felt the cool breeze of the White Dew.
"Alright, go ahead and sleep peacefully. I'll wake you up when we arrive." Hansu slept often, but today she was quite energetic; letting her keep watch was actually quite suitable.
By now, no one cared anymore why Bibi Dong had planted her own people within the two kingdoms.
"Which family in Shengjing did you acknowledge as your adoptive parents?" Tang Ang knew that the reason she hadn't mentioned her origins earlier was because she didn't want her own affairs to implicate the family that had rescued her, but as far as he was concerned, this was something he needed to know.
Due to the vibration of spiritual power, a sound resembling an infant's piercing scream echoed within Madarame Ikkaku's mind.
After reading through the various documents, although there were many parts he didn't quite understand, he still put on a calm appearance, put down the materials in his hand, first motioned for Lu Ran to take a seat, and poured Lu Ran a cup of tea.
Contracts for newcomer livestreamers are generally quite harsh, and they can basically only get thirty to thirty-five percent of the gift revenue.
Luan Xinyue's movements paused, but what surfaced in her mind was the sensation of Chu Yun wreaking havoc and poking her bottom last night.
Countless peach blossoms drifted toward the west side of White Mountain City. Mistening, the chieftain of the Pagoda Forest Ghost Fog Tribe, had just led his elite clansmen to slaughter all the enemies on the west city wall, and while opening the city gates, fifty thousand warriors above the King rank all charged in.
For example, he still had a red-quality skill [Blazing Fireball]. Although it could not be upgraded without placing it in the skill slot, he could still use it—albeit only at level 1.
Ye Qing still smiled with effortless composure, flicking away non-existent dust from his sleeves, as if brushing aside those gossiping rumors.
"Sit!" Mother Zhai gave her a casual, careless look, a lazy smile curving the corners of her lips.
Zhu Youlang did not speak. Instead, he stepped forward, scooped Zhu Youxian up into his arms, and felt the rhythmic beating of his heart. After a long while, he finally put him down, then had someone bring a chair and seated Zhu Youxian upon it.
The reason Shi Miyuan had been kept alive all this time instead of being executed right at Prince Xin's Mansion, apart from allowing Zhao Kuo to see through the scheming and deceit within the imperial court, was in the hope of using the matter of Shi Miyuan to completely clear him of any suspicion in Zhao Kuo's heart.
"No, our mission this time is defense. If we want to attack, we'll have to wait until they are exhausted," Bai Shi said.
It was a nightmare realm built by the King of Blood, where countless martial experts were abducted to fight to the death while spectators watched.
After retrieving the soul of the last victim, a wave of exhaustion washed over me. I sat on a stone in the graveyard, gasping for breath. The efforts of this period had left me extremely tired, but seeing these people regain a new lease on life made me feel that everything was worth it.
Shanchen had always believed that Yin Lan could change Kotar, and had mentioned this to Shanhui multiple times.