Chapter 1132: The Curtain Falls

Mo Hua's heart wavered.

Elder Zhao continued, "Young Master Mo, you are a disciple of the Wupinda Sect, you ought to have the heart to uphold the righteous path and rid the world of evil. Do you truly wish to aid the tyrant, leaving the poor cultivators of Grey Wolf City without a day of redress, and dragging the cultivators of Xiancheng into such misery?"

Mo Hua's expression twisted with conflict. "But these formations of yours can't kill the Sect Master—he's a Jin Dan cultivator…"

Elder Zhao shook his head. "I have my own ways of handling that—"

"Doujiang, from now on when you run into Nan Yuling, hide, understand?" Su Xingyue crouched on the carpet, gently reminding it.

Zhang Yizhe breathed a sigh of relief. It wasn't that he wasn't tempted, but what followed was a self-loathing for his own greed. He straightened up with a smile at the corner of his mouth—things were good as they were now. He'd talked Grandfather into selling the house, and they had a new home.

"Young Master Chen!" The two bodyguards were worried that if something really happened to Chen Tianyou, their own entire families would not be spared, and their hearts were frantic.

A year later, Yue Li had succeeded. She had completed her studies and returned, becoming a world-class martial arts grandmaster, and her academic work was also rising step by step.

When two tigers fight, one is bound to die. They both felt this was a fine opportunity to profit from the fisherman's gains, so they hurried straight over in this direction.

So after the battle broke out in the sky, a large number of the Wa Nation's warships, under the cover of airplanes, also charged toward the Beautiful Imperial Navy.

Because they didn't understand—they didn't understand that they were different from last time now. With the powerful weapons supported by the Beautiful Imperial people, apart from not having helicopters, everything else could be said to be about the same as the Vanguard Army.

In the past, she, who didn't love fame and fortune, would certainly have been unmoved by the request he put forward.

Amid the fear and tension of a large number of Nationalist troops, their own tank forces finally charged out. But the Nationalist soldiers couldn't be happy at all—why were their tanks so few? So few that they could count them clearly, less than about two hundred.

Mountain wind blew in from all directions, flapping the robes of Gu Feng, Pei Hao, and Yuan Yurong with a rustling sound.

The ruins of the Angela Temple and the deep crater left by C'Thun back then had now been filled by a massive temple, with a round, bulging eyeball carved into its top, gazing over the entire forest region.

Before the god and the tiger could finish speaking, they were burned by the jade-green fierce flames spewed by the enraged Azure Dragon, and ran about the whole room in panic.

Damn! These subordinates of Hou Zhijun are quite creative! To actually pull such a move! I cursed silently to myself.

If you want to avenge your dead father against your own younger sister, that's no problem, but you went and attacked the trade fleet—that's crossed a major taboo.

On the mountain peak where the Enforcement Hall stood, the Hall Master of the Enforcement Hall quietly stood atop a piece of bluestone, looking down upon the Three Great Courts, a faint smile in his eyes.

Having already agreed to join forces with Xu Mazi against Ma Ye, Wang Wei's first thought was to come over and sound things out.

And as the last disciple of the Giant Que Sect entered the Demon Spirit Tower, with a tremendous boom, the two great doors of the pagoda, which radiated streams of flowing light, suddenly slammed shut.

Qiao Yan said it was fine, and turned back to continue filling in the other information required on the lottery ticket, then handed it to the sales clerk.

Elder Zhang's cave abode was arranged in row 49. Elder Lei's cave abode, however, was one row lower, arranged only in row 48.

"Haha, this isn't a place you can come and go as you please. You'd better obediently come back with me," Wang Fei said again, and his body had actually transformed into a streak of flowing light, whoosh, and darted into the nearby golden mecha.

The stands around the martial arts arena, apart from a few spots specially reserved for disciples of the Golden Buddha Temple to watch, were open to the public in all other areas.

"Although there's no problem this time, this friend of yours—I see their constitution is indeed somewhat special. I'm afraid they'll encounter similar things in the future," Feng Xing Tian said.

Hearing him address her like this, Shen Mingle felt uncomfortable in her heart after all. She had already made her feelings clear—why did he still address her this way?