Volume 1, Chapter 22: The Clinging Colonel

Meng Nan felt dizzy, and Lester’s swaying only made it worse. In her distress, she clung tightly to his neck and bit down on his shoulder. The scent of a female struck his soul directly, and Lester felt as if a new world had opened up before him. Meng Nan felt as though her body were burning; flames scorched every inch of her skin, leaving behind searing marks. Suddenly, it felt as if she were pinned to a grill, being turned and roasted repeatedly, until she finally could no longer bear the intense heat and lost consciousness. Lester fared no better; he felt as if he were traversing a narrow valley. Only after he finally broke through and reached a vast, expansive grassland did he realize... Still, this fellow’s attacks were quite strong, stronger than any of the third-rank experts I had faced before. Fortunately, I have broken through to the third rank; otherwise, this would have been quite difficult.

Even with the experience from last time, Han Yue still found it very uncomfortable to be exposed in front of a stranger. However, she felt much more at ease knowing that Sikong Yanei remained in the carriage. Saved the first time by Wen Ruixiu and the second by Wang Jiannan, who would save her this third time? It was not for any reason, but simply because it seemed that every time she spoke his name, she could not suppress all the sorrow and joy she felt for that boy. After being told this by Sun Yifan, Bai Manjun was once again left speechless, not knowing how to respond. Then I saw Luo Ange running out of the underground parking exit. The reporters saw him as if they had spotted a world-class superstar, swarming forward to surround him. We did not know that Lin Huairen had handled the Han family so easily. We waited for half a month without seeing anyone from the Han family come looking for us, and only then did we realize that Lin Huairen had already cleared things up for us. In the entire city, Boss Li was considered a man of status, and encountering such a thing was truly humiliating for him.

It turned out that Tian Guangguang, Bai Tanhua, and the others were arguing, all wanting to exchange a few blows with these four Wolf Fang special forces soldiers. The four soldiers did not show weakness either; they jumped to the ground, their arrogance exceptionally flagrant. Chu He could no longer feel the pain in his body; instead, it was replaced by a warm, comfortable sensation. He felt stronger than ever before. With every breath and every heartbeat, incomparably pure and massive power was transmitted to every part of his body, constantly enhancing his physical strength. Lin Mu saw Zhang Mo strike up a conversation with that girl, then looked over at Tang Wei, who was also chatting with a few classmates.

He felt that upon returning, he should pay his respects to that ancestor and perhaps renovate his tomb. This chest of gold was definitely worth more than five million. Lin Wei felt it was rather tricky for a moment; the guardian beast left behind by the descendant of the Scorching Sun could certainly not be dealt with easily. Locke nodded, gently released his neck to let him go, then kicked up the sword the other had dropped, catching it in his hand. While the man was still stunned and just turning around, he handed it over. After taking two turns, we arrived in front of a large, carved wooden shelf. This shelf appeared much more exquisite than the others, and the offerings in front of it were also far more refined. She sniffled and grabbed a steamed bun from the table, taking large bites while using her hand to wipe away the tears she could not hold back.

Even if Xiang Xiong had only received twenty percent of the sixth-rank profound elixir grandmaster’s vital energy, it was still far more powerful than the energy of a peak fifth-rank copper-furnace warrior. The reason Xiang Xiong only reached the early fifth-rank realm was entirely because the vast majority of the energy had been used to strengthen his physique. Just as a group of people were clamoring to get back on their horses, a light suddenly appeared above each group—floating light orbs, magical tools that every noble carried. Their purpose was naturally to make it easier to see the situation when hunting at night. Since yesterday afternoon, Wu Tong had become extremely busy. He began receiving numerous calls; some were invitations to teach at universities, and others were inquiries about the specific situation of Zhang Ruofeng.

After the K9 was produced, it underwent multiple inspections. The staff responsible for the testing were not Saudi, but Chinese. The Jiangnan gentry had long been stuck in their ways. Even the wise and martial Emperor Taizong of Tang, or the ruthless Wu Zetian, had no way to deal with the deeply entrenched Jiangnan clans. If not for the warlord separatism of the late Tang, the power of the Jiangnan gentry could never have been shaken. "Boss, haven't you noticed that something is very wrong?" Hua Youjie looked at the location of the Wolf King's injury. The black unicorn beneath Li Shimin suddenly flashed a fierce light in its eyes, growling low at the Hulei Leopard beneath the man. "Oh no, it’s going to escape!" Seeing the situation was critical, Han Shuangxue once again channeled the Frost-Condensation Art to seal the rift, but the gap was too large, and the true energy in her body was already nearly exhausted; it seemed she could not stop it.

He dared not ask this aloud, but Yue Rong, being the local tyrant, was surely muttering to herself. Zhen Qian simply would not give up; he wanted to find an opportunity to see the past history of the Slender West Lake. Yi Feng did not know why he had this feeling, but given his current cultivation, he believed his divine sense and intuition could not be wrong.

I followed behind a meek servant to this simple courtyard, with Nan Chengyao and Li Mo silently following behind me. But it seemed this remnant soul of the Taotie was not easy to digest; it remained restless inside its belly. The North Sea Divine Dragon remained silent in the air for a long while before slowly opening its eyes, letting out a high cry, and diving straight down. The Jingtao Ancient Zither was soon brought to the hall, and I silently recited the notes that Consort Qing and Yan'er had played earlier, then slowly sat down. "Master is already failing; I fear I do not have much time left, but before I die, I have already made plans... Bai Ritian." Qing Feng looked toward Bai Ritian. If not for the clothes and bloodstains on his arm, he could never have believed his arm had once been bleeding profusely.

At this moment, in another private room of the Zuixianju, several gorgeously dressed young masters were sitting together. Their table was filled with sumptuous dishes, and two jars of freshly opened fine wine were placed in the center. After learning what the General had done, these ministers were filled with indignation. After all, the Snow Kingdom was currently dominated by military officers, and the General had indirectly controlled the court for many years. Qing Hao’s face was ashen; unable to bear this result, he had no choice but to slink away with Wang An and the others. On the road, they encountered several groups of demon hunters. Lin Jun and Chu Yicai were only two, appearing weak and vulnerable. To prevent these hunters from taking advantage of them and surrounding them to plunder, Lin Jun and Chu Yicai hid as soon as they saw them from afar.

The warriors of the Demon Axe Tribe echoed their Great Chief’s words with an earth-shattering roar. For a moment, the Demon Axe Tribe truly appeared awe-inspiring. If the Black Flood Dragon had not said there were treasures on the Peak of Shennong, he would not have constantly paid attention to the anomalies in the heavens. Now it seemed the Peak of Shennong was not ordinary, and perhaps the Black Flood Dragon was right. "No, Chen Dong, I absolutely will not let you have an easy time tonight. Since I cannot touch Jiang Wanrou for the moment, I will touch you to death," Jiang Wanchang said viciously.