Chapter 141: The Empress
"Young Lady."
"Greetings, Young Master Chen."
Chen Mo and Lin Jingzhu entered the Lin residence; maids and servant girls they passed bowed respectfully in greeting.
Unlike last time, their gazes at Chen Mo held not only curiosity but also a measure of awe and reverence.
Tianyuan Martial Champion, Qingyun's top rank, the youngest Vice Thousand-Household in Tianlin Guard history… any one of these titles alone could terrify people.
Moreover, he was the Great Miss's savior, Jin Guang.
Deputy Director Zhu and three researchers from the observation stations were surprised—a scholar-level expert was seeking the opinion of this young man? Yet the man remained humble, firmly refusing camera interviews, saying he was merely assisting Old Ye, and that if they wanted interviews, they should interview Old Ye, the veteran expert.
For the strange occurrences on his person, Tai Sui dared not joke; he obediently mimicked a rat.
Indeed, with Cheng Shuojin and Ye Zhenjie, these two "great deities," present, they could suppress those with restless intentions.
Lu Fei would never let him go; he rushed forward to tear at the energy bar behind him. Chen He struggled fiercely, and in the end even used his eagle claws to scratch Lu Fei.
But—but why can I feel hundreds of jin pressing down on me, unable to catch my breath???
Laughing, he flew off without looking back; behind him, the demonic phoenix sank once more into absolute stillness. No one knew what she was thinking, nor what she would do next.
Second Elder knew this act was extremely impolite and might offend the outsiders, but the two men's expressions were so bizarre, appearing as if dead, that he could not help but do it.
For a moment, everyone stared at Hua Mingwei in disbelief, filled with questioning, inquiry, and shock.
The basic duty of a student, of course, is to attend classes seriously. And one must not be late—that is the rule of being a student, and as a college student, he must abide by this rule.
In Sangjiawu, besides Big Uncle, Bao Pinzhi and Old Zhang were often jokingly called the "Heng and Ha Generals." Indeed, without the two of them, the construction site and breeding farm would keep him running in circles, leaving not a single moment of leisure.
The final one, Li Yan, was likely the fifth member's support specialist, responsible for treating Dragon Scale team members during missions.
But Xiao Dong did it anyway—and did it without blushing or flinching; one must admit this required real skill.
After the spirit steed was killed, Xu Huo, forced to rely on footpower, finally climbed back to Hui Chao Peak by noon, completely naked except for a few broad leaves covering his vital parts—his outfit was wildly eye-catching, with a turn-back rate of three hundred percent.
At the same time, he hated himself deeply: he was still too young, too reckless in action. Before stepping out to handle matters, he should have planned an escape route first—he should have called the police before intervening.
"Ancestor will surely succeed. After all, you've been stuck at Venerable Realm Ninth Layer for so many years; if not for the cold poison in your body, you'd have long been a Martial Saint."
Fine, don't associate with those awful parents—but why cut off ties with Shen Yunfan, your own younger brother, and Shen Yu, your own grandfather?
Taiji gives birth to Yin and Yang; Yin and Yang give birth to the Four Symbols, encompassing all things, evolving the patterns of heaven and earth—worthy of the title Heaven's Supreme Treasure.
"No, I must go back." Keke was frantic inside; she knew Sui Xiaotian's abilities well. If Sui Xiaotian said there was trouble at home, then trouble there certainly existed.
With his family's lives threatened, the suit-wearing supervisor had a passionate heart, but he dared not act, only lowering his head in shame, unable to meet the gaze of the part-time girl.
Thus, the Twelve Golden Immortals pressed forward: True Person Pu Xian shattered the Cold Ice Array, Guangchengzi shattered the Golden Light Array, Taiyibozhen shattered the Blood Transformation Array; thus, six of the Ten Absolute Arrays had been broken, and within the Shang camp, gloom and despair spread thickly.
End of Chapter
