Chapter 130

A Jin and A Huang heard the news and hurried back to their rented courtyard inn, waking up A Qing, who was confined to his room and sleeping deeply in vine form; the three conferred and decided not to crowd into the intercity teleportation array, which had been requisitioned by the observation delegation and no longer accepted individual transmissions.

Normally, whenever something needed doing, whoever was best suited would step forward, while the others stayed inside the “Cave” Heaven to do as they pleased—though usually it was A Huang and A Jin who took the lead, since A Huang was the master of the “Cave” Heaven and A Jin led the Five Elements companions.

Roar roar roar—the Golden-Haired Monkey charged over, leaping around the tree demon; its agile body made it nearly impossible for the tree demon to catch.

After asking this question, Lin Yu’s eyes suddenly flashed with cold light; the two Murong sisters also perked up their ears, waiting for the reply.

“Oh no, it’s really hard for me—I’m such a bad student,” Ai Qi said shyly.

Although these newly arrived Golden Core cultivators weren’t particularly useful, they still served as a form of deterrence, and their combat styles could compensate somewhat for their low cultivation base.

With his short, fat physique, Tu Feiyuan Xian’er was no match for strong, robust soldiers—he was instantly pinned to the ground.

Cultivators naturally have exceptional memories, and demonic cultivators were no exception; the black giant remembered the names of a hundred people after hearing them once, even remembering that A Jin, who appeared to be a Five Elements beast tribe member, was called Xu Te.

Meanwhile, the vanguard’s heavy tanks roared forward, mercilessly crushing the Nationalist tanks into piles of scrap metal, with blood continuously oozing from the gaps between the ruined vehicles.

And this Xu Ziyeh—he’s got issues too, why is he fixated on that pot of meat? Zhang Ying had seen Xu Ziyeh’s dazed gaze, his lips practically drooling—could that pot of meat really be that delicious?

“Let’s go,” Wei Ruo curled his lips and walked with Xiu Mei toward where Lady Yuan and the others were.

As she walked, she glanced at Bai Yangyi and the others: none of the uncles so much as looked at her—they had no idea she carried blue light; they couldn’t see it, which meant the blue light was an illusion, not real.

Not being able to give them a good childhood or accompany them as they grew made He Yuliang feel guilty.

Hearing this, Xiao Yun raised an eyebrow, glancing at Chi Hong with surprise—he hadn’t expected his disciple to have a relative who ran an entertainment company.

Then she organized the patient records in her hands and handed them over to Doctor Chen in the same office.

Li Min owned several restaurants with excellent business; he hired top master chefs with superb culinary skills, and a few dishes were especially authentic, becoming must-eat specialties in Haicheng.

When their marriage was on the brink of collapse, he indulged his wife—every card was in her name, several properties were secretly registered under her name, and even in the A City company, he held 49% while she held 51%, which he had tricked her into signing without her knowledge.

Shen Jianqing behaved well in the palace; the eunuch in charge’s weekly updates to Hong Ling were mostly consistent.

“Precisely because you didn’t know! Wait a minute—we’re not there yet. Old Man, as the head of our courtyard, you’ve done an excellent job over the years.”

“Mr. Zhou, no need to be so polite—just order whatever wine you want!” I said stiffly.

She said it hurt and to stop squeezing, and I remembered the marks I’d seen on Ye Zi before—I recalled asking Ye Zi about them, and she had avoided the topic, even fearing I’d tell Ye Hansheng; so I threatened her with it, and every time I brought it up, she became obedient.

“Just think of it as a sect of flower-picking bandits who cultivate.” Feng Xue rolled her eyes at the big boss, almost saying, “You’ve been a lifelong shut-in—why are you pretending to be social now?”

“Ding ding ding~” Several kinetic bullets struck the iron meteorite, chipping off fragments, but far from enough to shatter it.

Mei Lita watched her friend’s radiant smile; though she was bursting with stories from Lorena Continent, she couldn’t help feeling curious and eager about Noreta’s “surprise,” and with that anticipation, she returned with Noreta to their coastal camp dwelling.

Seeing the hooligans’ filthy hands drawing closer, she shouted loudly and threw all her belongings into the distant bushes; sure enough, two hooligans couldn’t resist the temptation and turned to pick them up.

I wrenched free from the manager’s grip, glaring at him with wide eyes, but the manager just smirked smugly.

“Shen Huo, that’s impossible—I know Lin Xiao, she wouldn’t be that kind of person. You’ve spent time with her; I believe you know that.” Ji Tingyu didn’t even think—he immediately rejected what I said.

“If we dare to capture Cao Gengkun, tomorrow the Wu Sect will come after our Fang family—how will we resist?” Fang Zheng said helplessly.

If possible, Zhuang Si’er would have gladly died alongside him to avenge Chen Feng—but unfortunately, the gap in their strength was far too great; before him, Zhuang Si’er had no chance to fight back.

In the room, Zhu Meier and Zhu Yaqing were still asleep; clearly, the suppression had inflicted heavy damage on them.

Put this way, Qin Fan really wasn’t to blame—in that situation, no man on earth could have remained unmoved.

“Yes, yes, that’s her,” Xiao Ming replied, and at the same time recalled the scene from that night when Qin Li suddenly appeared.

Countless radiance seemed to envelop Jun Rutu; many major factions now stirred with restless intent.

Free expression of one’s will has always been the policy of the Ted Weier Empire; unless it endangered the state, no punishment was imposed.

Meng Xing was intensely curious about this legendary master, but after meeting him today, she felt deeply disappointed—there was not a trace of wealth or privilege about him; if she’d seen him on the street, she’d never have believed this boy was the same one who had recently made the Dutch tremble in fear.