Chapter 683: Tiger Strikes the Heart

Today is the Jingzhe solar term among the twenty-four solar terms.

Yang energy rises, temperatures warm, spring thunder suddenly stirs, rainfall increases, and all things brim with vitality.

That is the literal meaning of Jingzhe.

But there is also a more colloquial expression: restless and ready to stir!

In the pitch-black night, one could not see one's hand in front of one's face. In a drainage ditch near the Hanjia Granary north of Luoyang city, a column marched in pairs in silence. To avoid making any sound, they all wore cotton garments without exception, and did not—

"Boss, what is going on!" After the bat in the sky transformed into human form, it did not answer Pang Zhong's question but instead looked at Lu Yiping, whom he was carrying, and asked, a note of worry actually detectable in its words.

Li Ge Xiao had just stepped out of the National Preceptor's residence when he saw the person standing at the entrance. Seeing Li Min gently holding a child, his footsteps paused slightly. It was not that he did not know how desperately Li Min wanted a child, but compared to his own bloodline, he wanted Li Min to stay by his side even more, so every day he still made sure Li Min drank her medicine.

"Hehe, I won't be polite, but can I eat a meal you personally cook?" Lafay had eaten the meals Long Xiang made and had never forgotten them, but Long Xiang did not cook lightly, so of course he had to seize this opportunity to have a good feast.

But none of the developments had anything to do with him; this kind of soul-peeling isolation was beyond what an ordinary person could imagine.

In a short while, several dozen warriors had already lost more than half their numbers, and by now Xiao Jinglan also knew that if this continued, all of his subordinates would perish at our hands.

The two Dongyangs walked in opposite directions, and with every step forward each took, an identical copy of themselves would split off from their body. Moreover, those split-off copies, while advancing in different directions, were also splitting off further copies of themselves.

The stone bounced back as if it had been thrown against hard rock. I shrank back half a step in fright, looking at Bai Ling, who had already withdrawn her spiritual power and once again appeared as beautiful as a celestial maiden, momentarily at a loss for words.

"Old Six, how did it go? Did you find out everything? What kind of people live inside?" Outside the Cross Garden, an honest-looking man wearing a worn short-sleeved shirt asked a young man who had just walked out of the supermarket next to the Cross Garden.

One hundred duck eggs meant ten thousand yuan. Old Master Wang would be fine—he was a retired senior cadre from the military region. But Wang Chengyang was the top official in the provincial capital. A gift worth ten thousand yuan, even if nothing was wrong, would become a problem if anyone saw it.

Wang Haozhi's words amounted to only this one sentence, but Yongqi had no choice but to analyze its meaning. Although he, as General of Shengjing, could be considered a key minister guarding a region for the Emperor, he knew in his heart that if he had not run into problems during his tenure as Governor of Min-Zhe, he would never have been exiled to this godforsaken place.

"No time to play with you anymore! Go to hell..." The man in black now held a curved blade shaped like a full moon, its body entirely ink-black. Just looking at that gleaming black edge was enough to make one's scalp tingle.

"Things remain, but people have changed—it comes down to just this." Old Madam Ye felt somewhat emotional, and thinking that the Ye family could not be said to be entirely safe at present, she also felt a measure of worry.

Brothers, the hoodlum is going to take on the boss in the next chapter, so smash some bookmarks and flowers this way, hehe.

With just a moment's thought, a trace of fear would well up from within him. He never wanted to see eyes like that again in his entire life.

Moreover, Lin Tianheng and the other true core members of the Lin family also knew many things that others—even the Lin family elders—did not know. For instance, that Lin Yun possessed the bloodlines of two kinds of demigods. And both were bloodlines on the verge of awakening. This was also the reason Lin Tianheng had come here.

"Could it be that I've met the legendary local tycoon? Tycoon, let's be friends?" the old man at the neighboring seat said with a hearty laugh.

Then these people locked the large room from the outside, and furthermore heavily surrounded it, each one armed with weapons and standing on strict guard to prevent Xiao Rang and his companion from escaping.