Chapter 343: Sounds Familiar—Nine Mountains Forum

Xie Qingxue brought Yan Wushuang flying toward Tongming Mountain.

Below Tongming Mountain, Master Chengkong had long been waiting for her.

Master Tongming followed at his side, also gazing into the distance; seeing not a single cloud at the edge of the sky, he could not help turning back to look at Master Chengkong.

He rarely saw Master Chengkong this solemn.

The person was still who knows how many tens of thousands of li from Tongming Mountain—how could this emissary already have started waiting?

Master Chengkong seemed to have read his thoughts, and gave him a sidelong glance.

The consequence of forcibly holding it in was that it tugged at the injured meridians in his body; by the end he couldn't even tell whether the sweat was from pain or from the strain of holding back.

Originally, she had half a mind to sulk and leave on her own, but as if possessed, she stayed. It turned out she had thought it through: this Ye Haochuan was clearly trying to deliberately provoke her into leaving, so as not to interfere with his dirty deeds. Hmph, this auntie just won't leave—she'll keep her eyes on you and make sure you can't get away with anything.

The King now panicked—could these three have used some sorcery to turn invisible? It was as if they had vanished into thin air; not the slightest trace of them could be found.

Yang Shang and Ling Chen paid no heed to Lan Xi; they carried the King beneath the energy stone, then piloted the flying saucer straight through the passage to send the Queen—who had lost too much blood—to Zhou Qianyuan for emergency treatment.

"Nonsense! What do you take this place for? Can you bear the crime of harming a fellow disciple?" the old woman rebuked.

What's this about not turning back? Clearly it's just looking for trouble. That ghost lair is a dangerous place—can you simply go there just because you say so?

"Imperial might—seems the Emperor's cultivation hasn't recovered yet, but this pressure has indeed recovered quite a bit, hasn't it?" the Underworld King's faint voice rang out.

"Brother Feng, no need for such courtesy. I've been a guest in your noble clan for so long; doing a little something for you is only right," Lu Yu replied.

Lin Yi gripped the knife handle without drawing the blade, but scraped the ground and moved it straight toward his face.

"Hidden so deep—have the guts not to run back to Nine Palaces!" Lu Feiyan raged; fury merged with her cultivation, and with half-step Dao Attainment she summoned towering purple lightning, swearing to skewer that bandit highway robber into a roasted kebab.

"He…" Cang Luochen was about to answer, but he and Yue Junzheng both heard footsteps at the same time.

At this thought, with a single exchanged glance as they turned, Wang Yao and the understanding Zhao Yun were about to make a move, when Zhen Ji suddenly spoke.

A soldier beside him handed him a cloak, but he refused it. No matter how cold the air, it could no longer compare to the coldness in his heart.

The Empress Dowager swept her gaze over the crowd again, her gentle, sincere voice echoing: "Being able to attend the Emperor is your honor; receiving the Emperor's favor is also your blessing. You must serve the Emperor in your finest condition. Whoever can add heirs to our Linlang will be a meritorious contributor to Linlang."

Aizumi Michiko's group had their own dedicated car; judging by the license plate, it was a reception vehicle of the Jinmen municipal government.

But it was about the same—Tao Ran had a ghost on him right now. If this Director Wang really wanted to make trouble for Tao Ran, it would indeed be about the same as bumping into a ghost.

"With this little money, have you all been living on dirt every single month?!" Wang Yao stared at Maomao as if she were a marvel from the heavens.

They worked straight through until eleven at night, when all personnel and goods had returned to camp! Before leaving, Ge Qi also buried a pack of explosives in the cave, blowing the entire cave in.

In the past, many people cursed him, thinking he had changed his heart and didn't love Hua Xi enough. But who could understand the pain he had endured for tens of thousands of years?

"What?" Xuanyuan Che clearly was unwilling, and retorted, "The military tiger tally is the sole token that can command the million elite troops of Xuanyuan State—how could I let you treat it as child's play?"

Right now she deeply regretted slapping Zi Chan several times a few days earlier, which had caused Zi Chan to faint dead away. Then she fell seriously ill afterward, and was still bedridden now.

Anyway, once the wedding is done she'll have to come back to Demon Mountain with me; when the time comes I'll have Tong Ju take good care of you.

After so much difficulty growing up into adulthood and meeting his family again, did they still want to kill them all off?