Chapter 609: Scolding and cold shivers of anger!

"You can't even understand this, yet you're trying to play at 'pointing at the mulberry to curse the locust'?"

He Chen sneered: "You still need to read more books! The ancestors said it well: born in the deep palace, raised by the hands of women—this is already practically synonymous with being a good-for-nothing!"

Originally, this is the twenty-first century; there shouldn't be any talk of 'deep palaces and women' anymore. The deep palaces have been opened, and women can hold up half the sky!

Yet you insist on reversing the wheels of history.

Raising your own precious son as if he were an emperor!

Listening to the words of Changhe Luori, the bad premonitions in the hearts of Liuyue Feixue, Damo Guyan, and the others grew even stronger.

Changsun Anshi's expression changed, and he hurriedly pushed open the carriage to look outside. He saw that on the previously quiet and deserted street, hundreds of elite and fierce warriors had suddenly surged out, and on the houses and tiled roofs on both sides, hundreds of crossbowmen had appeared, one hand pulling the bow, the other nocking the arrow, their sharp arrowheads aimed at the carriage in the middle of the road.

Starlight shimmered, seemingly gentle, yet containing countless murderous intentions. As a thousand great stars rotated, the halo turned into silk threads, suppressing a void and descending from the sky, intending to strangle Di Wuji.

In the chaos of war, there is no shortage of generals who surrender after defeat or choose a master to serve, but it is truly rare to see someone like Lu Bu, who thinks of using his old master to openly trade for official positions and titles before even surrendering, and who does so in public, announcing it to everyone, feeling no shame but rather pride.

It wasn't yet nine o'clock. Zhang Xin, Lu Yue, and Zhao Fei'er were already dressed neatly; they had started putting on clothes since waking up at seven, and only now could they be considered up.

Seeing Pei Donglai walking back again, the two members of the Tianci Adventure Group showed panic on their faces, but seeing that he had no intention of looking for trouble, they breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly carried Guo Hongsheng on their backs, scurrying toward the exit of the Spirit Source Mystic Realm.

For instance, right now, although these dozen or so great experts and the four of them, including Ji Ning, were all in the imperial palace, they were separated by different space-times; that distance of a dozen meters was actually two completely distinct space-times.

A few seconds later, Qin Feng landed on a trash can by the side of the road, crushing the entire bin, his nose bleeding, his whole body trembling, and his chest feeling stifled.

Upon hearing this, most of the group revealed looks of anticipation, as they all wanted to participate in this operation; as mentioned before, taking the initiative to attack was much more interesting than passive defense.

Tang Zhong recognized the person immediately; it was Lin Xiaotong, who had changed her spark plugs here before. He had a very deep memory of that time, especially the magnificent mountain peaks on her chest.

After being ignored, the big man was a bit stunned, but upon receiving a nod from Brother Hao, he lunged forward fiercely, wrapping his arms around the young man's waist, intending to throw him to the ground.

In just a few hours, he had covered a distance of over a thousand miles, and this was while keeping an eye out for any Nine Heavens disciples; otherwise, his speed would have been even more astonishing.

The several powerful experts suddenly fell into sorrowful memories; it was precisely because they had witnessed the miracles of Lou Chan that they were unwilling to believe that anyone among the younger generation could surpass that legendary figure.

"Do you really think the whipping of the Zhao family is just that simple?" Old Wang said with a smile.

"Why do you think the Master of the Evil Clan was in such a rush to launch the invasion back then?" Qing Luan frowned slightly, then looked at Yun Xing with a solemn expression.

The man in black returned to the group of armed soldiers, and seeing that Qing Feng and the others had just disappeared, he shouted his orders at the top of his lungs.

The night duty for government affairs has also been greatly strengthened; in the past, when on night duty, one would just sleep at the office, but that won't work now. Before going to sleep, one must conduct a safety inspection of the entire unit, and in the middle of the night, one often receives surprise inspection calls from higher-level leaders.

"Master... are you saying that the bone people use their fingers? This is too incredible... I've heard of sharpening knives... how can there be sharpening of bones?" Xin Yun felt it was hard to believe.

But at the last Wu Lin Assembly, Tang Saier intended to trap and kill all the leaders of the various Wu Lin sects, and the two sides had completely broken ties. In the years that followed, the two sides engaged in countless battles across the Jianghu, resulting in countless deaths and injuries.