Chapter 89: Keke Is Bullied, and Liu Yanfeng’s Ambitious Dreams

When she returned to the lord’s mansion, Qiao Jia was ready to start opening her blind boxes: the potion box and the landlady box.

Coco’s luck was far better than Shen Tong and the others’, perhaps because her aura was different.

Shen Tong and the rest were usually average in luck, but at crucial moments they always came through.

Coco, however, was different. In ordinary life, with the lightest casual motion, she could immediately pull out something good.

When Qiao Jia asked her to come open the boxes, Coco’s expression changed.

At the beginning of his reign, Bai Wu had seen Wei Zhongxian and, from afar, shouted “father-master” without the least fear of the servants’ strange looks.

“That’s enough!” Tang Zheng no longer wanted to listen. The crimes mentioned so far alone were enough to see Yan Shiren die many times over.

They had clearly already made new plans, met new people, and changed greatly in thought and in every other respect.

“Coward! Despicable and shameless!” Wuqing Suiyue cursed a few times. Only moments ago the victory had seemed certain, yet in the span of thirty seconds everything had turned upside down: companions dead, troops annihilated. In truth, for a moment he simply could not wrap his head around such a reversal.

Zhang Luo was truly a liar, a monstrous liar; not a single word he said could be taken as truth.

With a violent motion, he cut away part of the vines wrapping his body. As his palm rose and fell, he had already drawn the Desert Eagle from its holster. Without the slightest hesitation, he fired three shots at Old Wu Third’s forehead.

Yaohui immediately unleashed his speed technique, springing forward in a single stride and leaping into the air as he attacked Gui Chou.

Seeing Ye Chen nod, she continued, “Can we leave now?” She did not much like places crowded with people.

Yan Xue encouraged them. All nine of her own people had entered the top 125. Even those who seemed to lack much strength, such as Sen Sen Wang and Yong Ye Liufeng, had advanced through their own efforts.

These team members were men in their twenties and thirties. After the apocalypse, they had killed many zombies, and some of them had even killed living people. If one were to speak of their hearts, they were as hard as iron.

The young man’s gaze fell upon the potted plant on the table. Its leaves, once a healthy green, had wilted from lack of water and drooped listlessly.

Yet now, even the rear camp she had regarded as the safest place had been infiltrated by members of the myriad races.

Li Aiguo felt the time was right and let slip a little about the matter of bringing goods from Jincheng.

Yan Jing, the second son of the Ji family, was born with divine strength and was a rare talent for generalship. In the fighting against Western Liang, he was ambushed and pierced by ten thousand arrows.

“That’s more like it! Si Si says she likes sweet potatoes, doesn’t she? I specially planted quite a lot for her, and dried some sweet potato strips too, along with red mushrooms. Oh, and peanuts as well. When you have time, send her some!” Huang Xiulan said.

That matter-of-fact, insulting tone was something no parent could endure. Yang Xiaoyu instinctively was about to rebuke her, but Zhao Jingyue stopped her.

The heavenly steed was snow-white throughout, majestic and gallant, its eyes bright with spiritual light, and mist curled beneath its hooves. Truly, it was no ordinary horse.

He had believed that as long as Liu Haozhi’s identity had not been exposed, nothing should happen to him.

At last moonlight seeped through the clouds. Still no sign of the helicopter, he lifted his hand and measured the moon’s outline with his fingers.

Anyway, they would have to be taught by fine masters at home, so it would be better to send them into the Martial Arts Hall for tempering.

Chu He let out a breath. So composing battle poems and battle verses was not truly useless after all; it was simply of no use to him at present.

In truth, the old man merely wanted them to leave, though he could not say it outright and had to resort to this method.

Though he did not know exactly what was afoot, Meng Chang faintly had the feeling that Xu Ji was afraid to be in trouble.

But in Ye Qiushuang’s eyes, the fellow was simply a miser. The damaged manual was not worth much to begin with; couldn’t he have just rounded it down a little? Was that what he called a friendly price?

So they marched over in a grand procession to Gao Wu’s table, surrounding him and the others. At that moment, Lu Yan and Gao Wu were still drinking, not sparing them so much as a glance.

They had many doubts in their minds, but said nothing. Lu Yan would naturally explain everything to them, so they could not rush. Since they had chosen to trust him, they would trust him to the end.

The security guard could only keep apologizing again and again. Huang Shiyi angrily slammed down the phone, then stared fearfully at the doorway. He did not know why Lu Yan would come looking for him at a time like this; it was simply too terrifying.

Wei Yuanzi’s gaze lingered on her for a long while. He had had more to ask her, but after her answer just now, he could not bring himself to say those words.

Then Chu He’s spirit shook, the illusion before his eyes vanished without a trace, yet when he looked again at those two maxims on learning, his gaze held a trace more reverence.

To his side, Luo Xiangcheng watched hungrily, while before him stood Bu Qianhuai, whose battle strength was already nearing the level of spirit control. Kui Tianxing was immediately at a disadvantage. Yet he did not submit; instead, he drew a slender blade from his waist. It was a curved saber. The moment it was drawn, heat blazed all around him, as though it sought to melt away Bu Qianhuai’s frost qi.

“This?” Yunxu was puzzled. After Huoliu gave an explanation, Yunxu finally understood that this time Huoliu was taking him to a place where outer sect disciples conducted private trades. There, most people wore concealment robes and masks to prevent themselves from being recognized.

Seeing her expression finally soften, Chang Yi suddenly remembered something and took a jewelry box from his pocket. Inside was the necklace that belonged to her, and today, at last, it was hanging around its owner’s neck.

Before, they had even thought that Heng Yanlin’s sparing their lives had been unimaginably magnanimous.

These matters in the office could hardly escape the eyes of those gossip-loving coworkers. In an instant, everyone began whispering among themselves.

As he spoke, Song Zheyi made a deep bow to Li Tan, seeming to express his gratitude. Li Tan did not accept it, rising and leaving with his hands clasped behind his back, so Song Zheyi could only turn and bow to me instead.

How the other side chose to speak about it was their own affair. It truly had little to do with Heng Yanlin.

Besides, the qiongqi and the chaos beast were both ancient beasts, once having followed behind Xiao Angu to open up the six realms and slaughter in all directions. They had also survived the ravaging wind of the Heavenly Pivot Tomb and escaped alive. Even if the Heavenly Monarch came in person, he might not necessarily be their match.

Master Han Zhu chased after the figure of Wan Chou and soon ran onto a pitch-black planet. The moment he landed on its surface, he immediately felt a tremendous force of gravity rising from beneath his feet.