Chapter 248: Volunteering to Cao Sheng

Night deepened.

Before the computer, Cao Sheng was still typing with full concentration.

At the same time.

Magic City.

In a bedroom, Wang Jing, the copyright editor under Rongshu Xia, sat before a computer, browsing online news and occasionally refreshing her email inbox.

She had already sent Cao Sheng an email per her boss's instructions and was now waiting for his reply.

In principle, for a work email, she need not wait for his reply so intently; by rights,

He slowly sat up again with force, trying to understand how he had ended up back in this secret chamber.

When I heard those words, I originally meant to hang up the phone, but immediately my heart leaped to my throat.

When I saw Uncle Long so kind and amiable, I knew that happiness and that light were perhaps not far off.

Hua Lang and the others could almost imagine the terrifying scene at that time, but now that they knew someone was pretending to be a ghost, they felt much relieved. When they left that household, it was already very late; the entire Wu Yi Lane was silent, so much so that even the wind seemed to have stopped.

He merely grinned, revealing a smile that looked quite charming, then spoke.

"Hmph, there must be some conspiracy or trap, right? Why not just annihilate them with a formation!" another Demon General, shocked at the same time, frowned and could not help but say.

"Can they escape?" Chen Feng controlled the flying chicken to charge ahead of the Hero Guild while running and unleashing the Thirty-Six Paths of Evil-Breaking Sword Art, killing people madly.

Bai Ling still made the call; I seemed to know whom she called, but I did not know what she could possibly say.

Ji Kai hesitated no longer, immediately sent the two beasts out of the space, and then began to wait anxiously.

Thinking of it, Hua Lang acted; though he was not skilled in hunting, he still bought several sets of bows and arrows near the west gate of the city, then went out of the city with Yin Wu Cuo and the others. Yin Wu Cuo and Wen Meng were both people of the Jianghu; hunting was an easy matter for them, and upon hearing they were going out to hunt, they were instantly overjoyed.

Countless black-clad men looked at the weapons in their hands and cursed; the weapons of the Jian family had granted them great power amplification, and now without those amplifications, their strength was greatly diminished.

After losing his own very handy Soul-Summoning Bell several years ago, he, who was already not skilled in martial arts, found himself in an even worse situation; seeking that old friend to forge a new one and re-nurture it would take far too long. Unfortunately, due to his work in recent years, he simply could not spare the time.

Zhou Mingyu did not know the true meaning of the three words "you are finished." After pondering for a moment, she still translated it exactly as Xie Haoran had said.

The dog was a real yellow dog. Wang Changyuan had previously taken people to Yan University to fetch Fang Bin; Xie Haoran had arrived early and waited. With nothing else to do, he watched the boss kill the dog and cook the meat. It is said that dog meat is best when it is "one yellow, two black"; a very robust large yellow dog, the boss's technique was skillful, and from slaughter to serving and deboning, the whole process took only forty-odd minutes.

Qin Fei, without a second word, immediately started fighting; this fellow truly deserved a beating, yet dared to speak up at such a moment; Qin Fei was really furious.

Xie Haoran felt his eyelids twitch a few times, and surprise rapidly fermented in his brain. For a moment, he truly did not know what to say, because everything had not proceeded according to the expected script.

The light at the mouth of the forest was like the hope of life for the Moria rebels; it was within arm's reach, and even though they faced ambushes in the darkness of the dense woods, nothing could stop their steps.

Each person's focus differed. Even among cultivators, there were those as shrewd as He Dingyuan, and those who did not concern themselves with the Jianghu, devoting themselves solely to being an ordinary mortal, He Dingsong.

Li Siyu did not wish to go to the Great Court; after thinking it over, he finally agreed, putting on a show to kowtow several times to the Emperor Li Ye; as for whether he cursed inwardly, only he himself knew.