Chapter 644: Yi Ya Kills His Son to Get Ahead

Pain, pain so bad he felt like he was dying! That big swollen lump on his head seemed to pulse, throbbing again and again, each throb a fresh jolt of pain.

Yuan Zai leaned against the head of the bed, feeling waves of dizziness, his ears still buzzing, a sensation of wanting to vomit but being unable to.

So miserable he wanted to die.

If he could start over, if time could rewind, Yuan Zai was not sure he would still have the courage to ram himself into a pillar.

The price was indeed a bit steep, but everything was worth it.

Yang Hongjun said resentfully, "What poison oath or not, I forgot long ago. Since the two of you won't give me face, then I'll take my leave." With that, he got off the train and soon disappeared into the crowd.

Gong Ren snatched a brand-new Mauser rifle from a nearby rebel soldier and fired several shots at Deng Wanlin. Because the horse was galloping back and forth so fast, Gong Ren's bullets either landed in front of the horse or behind it, unable to hit Deng Wanlin no matter what.

Fine, his duty was to look after Luo Yulin. Since she had no objections, of course he had none either. It was the perfect opportunity to settle the matter from last time as well.

"He's here." Murong Xue hurriedly stood up and said. Without her reminder, I had already sensed it too. What was meant to come would always come.

"Truly living up to her name, as pretty as a flower!" Lin Yue said a flattering remark, but somehow it sounded awfully crude.

"You've got guts coming here to cause trouble. Whose people are you?" Chen Jianlong held his machete across his chest and barked the question at them.

Many people, after defeating their opponents, were in turn defeated by those who arrived after them. And so, in this repeated drama of mutual pursuit and killing, the stench of blood permeating Fallen Demon Ridge grew ever thicker.

His back had also been lacerated by the fierce wind just now, his clothes already torn into strips, the wounds looking shocking to the eye.

"Fine, I'll let you see who I am, so you can die knowing the truth!" That fake Wang Dayan suddenly yanked off his hood, but just as suddenly covered it back up.

"Those three youths from Dragon Concealment Forest back then, they're all here?" Luo Xue was also full of surprise. The strength Yang Jian and Ye Tian had displayed back then was still fresh in their memories. Instantly killing Lin Jie and the fearsome record of his ferocious attacks, the eerie thunderclaps, the terrifying dark green spiritual energy.

For instance, that prince of Torsedelin whose grave grass had already grown several zhang tall—he was an enfeoffed lord, his territory being the present-day Hammer of Doom and the surrounding regions.

"Husband, you've looked burdened with worry ever since you came back. Has something major happened with the Su family?" Qi Yan asked in puzzlement.

After my father came back, he listened to those rumors and beat my mother every few days. As time went on, he started beating me too.

"Ahem, I simply wanted you both to take a step back. Whether or not you understand the situation, it doesn't really matter," Xu Yiming said.

Just as he was about to raise his foot to walk forward, he was suddenly grabbed by Fu Ziyi, who without a word pressed Li Luo into the nearby bushes.

The vertical eye in the palm of his right hand writhed like a worm, opening and closing greedily, sucking Lu Huafeng's soul energy completely dry.

"I've looked into it. Shi Qingxuan has already left the capital. He probably backed down when he saw how difficult it was." Qi Yan relayed this good news to Yang Yifei, hoping it would cheer him up.

It seemed that from that time on, the handmade ceramic rabbit he had given her had always been kept on her bedside.

The eldest young master Xuepo heard this and sternly rebuked him. A Heaven-grade Blood Seal Sword thrust toward Yu Shixing's brow like a shooting star.

Thinking back, it seemed he used to frequently give Ye Zhi money to help buy rice noodle rolls. Back then she would even give him an extra yuan for running errands. At first Ye Zhi refused to accept it, but later, as they gradually grew familiar and the number of purchases increased, he reluctantly accepted.

Especially Luo Qingyao and Yu Qianjue—the two of them felt the terrifying aura emanating from the top of the cloud, and both experienced a hair-raising sense of familiarity.