Chapter 561: 433. The Old Man from the Peach Blossom Spring

433. The Old Man from the Peach Blossom Spring

"I don't know. Just now, the Thousand-Faced Thief went in and there hasn't been any movement since." Hua Nongyue was not prepared to hide everything; letting her know some things shouldn't get in the way, and if she kept it hidden, she knew the consequences—the woman would pester her to death asking until the end.

The banquet was held only internally; not a single outsider was invited. In truth, calling it a banquet was just the family sitting together to have a proper gathering.

The above were all rumors, circulating among those in the Spirit Lands who knew the great name of Wu the God of Slaughter. Although there were many skeptics, this rumor continued to be passed from mouth to mouth. The title "Wu the God of Slaughter" had always been stained with blood.

Seeing the Muddled Immortal descend, Dengxin leaped forward and upward, hooking her arms around the Muddled Immortal's neck and climbing onto him.

After Yun Shang finished speaking, the people of Shatuo remained silent. They truly could not think of a better way to eliminate the calamity before them. If they let this wind and sand rage on, Shatuo City might be buried by the sand before long.

This scene was naturally seen by Lin Yuxuan. Clearly, his heart had long been as still as stagnant water, with no desires or cravings, so why did he feel a ripple in his heart when he saw them embracing?

"I'm asking you a question, answer me!" Grabbing Lin Xinyao, Wen Qiyan shook her body forcefully.

"Xinyao, you must leave the Young Master immediately. You absolutely cannot stay by the Young Master's side, do you understand!" Song Qiu said sternly, appearing agitated.

Yue Fei looked at this person's face again, and his heart filled with joy. Just as Yue Fei had expected, this man was a brother from his time in the Volunteer Army. This man's martial arts were quite good, especially his lightness skill, which was strangely excellent; he could be said to be capable of anything, from flying over eaves to walking on walls, so people gave him the nickname "Racing Monkey."

At this moment, Xiao Luo seemed to feel that he could already touch the threshold of death.

Aside from the seven people who had just arrived with Ling Xuan, there were only three students; looking at it this way, it was indeed somewhat shabby.

Although I didn't know if this protection would be effective, at least with this notification, I wouldn't be suspected if something happened later. So, even if Lin Rou didn't agree, my goal had already been achieved.

"If you can't even stand up after just this, I'll have to doubt your ability as the Patriarch of the Energy-Devouring Clan!" The man also said lightly; after all, he hadn't used much strength in this first move.

Ji Yuyou moved away from her without a sound, fearing that she might be infected by her intermittent madness.

Wei Qingqing finally heard Zhao Lingxi's delirious muttering clearly, and she wondered if Ziling was the name of that Consort Xiao.

Wei Qingqing was speechless, so she simply left Ming Ye alone to continue guessing lantern riddles while she wandered around by herself.

Luo Birong was still in danger over there, and he knew he couldn't delay any longer. He could only save Luo Birong after dealing with Wu Si, who was blocking his path, so he attacked without hesitation.

Even though I knew she might continue to be stubborn, I was clear that if that were truly the case, I would have to give up for the time being.

Fortunately, everyone was on a disc a thousand meters in the air at this moment. Aside from the violent shaking that made it difficult for everyone to stand, the magma sloshing around had no effect on them at all.

Logically speaking, there was nothing strange about this; some people's constitutions were just like that, but in my heart, I always felt that Sun Meng's special map must be different from others.

Zhu Yao rolled her eyes, raised a fleshy wing, pointed behind the mother bird, and jumped a few times with excitement.

Liu Bei wore a wry smile, thinking to himself: I know you are a famous merchant in history, and Su Shuang and Zhang Shiping are used to the wild and unwilling to join my shogunate as officials, which is why I pulled you here to be responsible for commercial development. As a result, you come straight out with "agriculture is the foundation"—what are you trying to do?

Ling Tian's figure, however, did not pause in the slightest, sinking bit by bit into that darkness. Fa Yu also flew in without hesitation.

Qi Tianxiang said this, gesturing for Sun Pingfang to sit on the bench opposite him. He sat down slowly himself, then watched quietly as the others found places to sit.

According to Li You's thoughts, the most suspicious character was naturally Linglong. Linglong had already left enough information to prove that she had appeared in the era where King Mu resided. And Li You also believed that Linglong had such ability.

And Zimou, for the sake of her safety, had never taught her any magic. Thus, without the ability to protect herself, she had kept herself locked in Sword Peak, never stepping out. It wasn't until her twentieth birthday, during the sect competition, that a disciple from an outside sect accidentally broke into her courtyard and was moved by lust.

Initially, he only held the attitude of flipping through it simply, but as the content of the materials changed, especially with the appearance of some names, Qi Tianxiang held his breath and read carefully page by page, completely forgetting the tea Hong Hu had brought, and even his presence.

Guo Tian nodded in approval and said with relief: "Very good, finally no longer lonely. I look forward to you and Leng Feng having a battle. By the way, test Leng Feng's true strength." His eyes looked at the stunned Ma Ao with an air that brooked no refusal. After looking at Leng Feng's name on the Honor Stele, he turned and left slowly.

"How could you be so heartless? Didn't you say that in this life, you would definitely not abandon me? You said it... Why, why? Master!" His eyes were blood-red, filled with despair and madness.

For a time, the world was quite peaceful. At least there were no scenes of building demolitions or explosions, and the American people lived quite safely. ===== CHAPTER 562 =====