91 Rescue

Look at you! Charlie was so furious he could have slammed the table. The cabbage he had painstakingly raised had been carried off by a man she had met only once.

“What now? Yunqing, go on then, keep talking!” Long Xiang, with his three-hundred-pound frame, even sounded almost pleading.

He did not ask what the matter was, but began by inquiring after a name; if one considered it closely, the question was indeed strange and abrupt.

“Immortal Xu Dong, please watch this one for me first. I’ll go out and deal with them.” Shan Che called out and headed for the door.

Each time the low-level explosive talisman burst, the magma on the giant wolf’s body would tremble violently, paining it until it howled and cried out.

That idiot—who knew what time she had gone to sleep last night? Today she had actually slept until half past ten before getting up, and the breakfast Chen Zhengqian bought for her had long gone cold.

Bonan was thousands upon thousands of miles from the capital. Xue Yunyan had agreed to send men to investigate, and had even looked into it with such care. Qin Su truly should thank him.

This had always been the way of wealthy aristocratic families: the continuation of the clan came first, and everything else—kindness, dignity, loyalty—simply did not exist.

Yunjin had always been a liar, and in his view, some things only needed to be done according to one’s own wishes. As for the rest, there was no need to meddle in other people’s affairs.

At first Ye Xing had been somewhat dissatisfied with Feng Luo’s performance, but the series of arrangements made by Ancestor Feng Xuan made him instantly feel the sincerity. Truly an old and seasoned expert; whether in strength or in the way he handled affairs, there was nothing to fault.

“You promised me you would remain chaste; you are not even allowed to think about it!” Cornered, Zhao Shuang lost all sleepiness and strained her ears in alarm.

So what if they were betrothed since childhood? Hadn’t Chi Yu still turned around and followed him everywhere, eventually marrying him?

Ming Jing opened his mouth but made no sound. He had clearly also been poisoned earlier; his face was now deathly pale, without a trace of color.

As for the other members of the Shadow Dragon Guard, Xiao Huafei did not allow Ma Yuan to bring too many, lest word leak out before they even reached Baoning County.

At his words, Elder Qiu Ling of the Pill Tower exchanged a glance with Xuan Kongzi and said no more. With a wave of his hand, he signaled them to enter. Qiu Ling stepped first through the spatial gate, and Xiao Chen and the others quickly followed.

Chu Yan could not help sneaking a glance at Yang Ji, and only thought that he appeared to be a first-rate figure, a pity that his bones were black to the core.

That was why, upon seeing Yun Fei—who had already reached the immortal realm—they felt as though they had seen a lifesaving straw. Just like a drowning man who suddenly spots a plank floating beside him, he would naturally seize it without the slightest hesitation and never let go.

Xiao Ning liked it when Xiao Huafei spoke to him like this. It made him seem as though he, Xiao Ning, was truly the young master’s number-one lackey. See how the young master cursed him differently from the others—this was what closeness meant.

He went through the motions of asking about the two men’s results, and then got to the real matter of Yuan Quan.

In the valley, a terrifying aura surged to its peak, and vast amounts of the world’s energy gathered at the owner of that aura.

Although Lin Feng was living here in such a grand and unconcealed manner, anyone could see the relationship between the two of them. But since they had not made it public themselves, how could one simply call her Madam Lin? Or call Lin Feng Vice Chairman Lin?

A moment later, the Azure Nether Rope seemed to reveal signs of being unable to hold on, as though it might be severed at any time.

“What did Factory Director Zhang just say? He’s going to renovate our house? As a reward for my sales performance?” Lu Jianguo was a little suspicious that he had heard wrongly.

She hurriedly stood up and searched everywhere, but the mist before her made it feel as though she were trapped in a maze. No matter how she walked, there was no end, and though she wanted to cry out, no sound would come.

Wu Mo’s heart tightened. After hesitating for a moment, he said, “All right, I’ll do my best to arrange it so you can see the child once.” However resourceful Wu Mo might be, he was still helpless before Gu Xiaobei’s tears.

“Since Zhao Ping’er has come to Southern Spirit Island, might Chang Yunzi and that white-bearded elder have also come here?” The thought made Wei Yan’s heart suddenly tense.

In an instant, the black-robed man burst out of the energy barrier and raced into the distance. The Dark King’s expression changed drastically, and he inwardly cursed the fellow’s intelligence for surely being defective. His energy barrier was absolutely not something this man could break through. Yet he had actually left the protection of that barrier.

The Fireworld Sword directly annihilated all things, and in an instant forged a hellish realm, drawing countless spear radiances into it and destroying them.

Then, with a step of his foot, his body soared upward by over a dozen zhang in an instant, landing upon the iron chain in the sky as he thrust his sword at Bu Jingyun.

Lan Ke’s pupils contracted. He immediately withdrew his sword, but it was already too late. A streak of red had appeared on the tip of the blade. He lifted his head at once.

A year ago, when he came to the Central Plains to guide souls on their journey, he happened to meet Chuan Yun, and afterward the two of them joined forces to seize the Burning Desolation Sword.

Such a strange question reached the other man’s ears, causing a flicker of surprise in Konoha Sakujo’s heart, but his hands did not slow in the slightest. With a leap, he had already reached Isshiki’s face.

He looked up, and the weathered signboard above had already been taken down. The legend of the Number One Marquis of the Realm had likewise faded into desolation, for no one continued his tale. Memories needed a point of awakening; without one, no one would even think of him anymore.

“What you did yourself, you know very well. Do you still need me to ask?” Jiang Liran gave a cold snort, his tone thick with anger.

When he first arrived at the Big Dipper Hall and saw the stunning beauties in gauzy robes coming and going all around him, if not for Fang Qingwei’s explanation, he would have thought he had come to a pleasure house.

“What are you doing?” Yun Bailing did not even turn her head. Her eyes shone as she stared at the slices of meat in the two men’s hands. The fish slices were nearly done by now, and the two had deliberately held them up a little higher.

This mist was not normal. Of course it was not normal. The sunlight overhead had been unbearably glaring only a moment ago, yet in the next instant mist had appeared throughout the entire courtyard.