Chapter 128: 127 The Truth Is Actually Like This

"That's good. When shall we go down?" Fang Qingye asked.

"Monday. I know the business owners are anxious; we should give them a definite answer as soon as possible."

"Senior sister is indeed reasonable. You lead the team on Monday; I won't get involved in this matter," Fang Qingye said.

"You want me to lead? Oh... I understand. You proposed it privately, so it's better not to get involved. Alright, I'll follow your arrangement and lead the team!" Xia He's tone carried

"Lu, Lu Third Uncle, Lu Xia was snatched away by that thousand-year resentful spirit." Yan Shao suddenly shivered, involuntarily recalling the time Lu Xia was injured and fell into a coma. "I didn't see clearly the demon that snatched Lu Xia; I'm just guessing..." He hadn't finished speaking when the other end of the phone had already hung up.

Half an hour later, Liu Tianhao slowly wrapped both arms around the neck of the Red Hare. Since they had already grown close over the previous half hour, after Liu Tianhao embraced the Red Hare's neck, the horse raised its head slightly, then lowered it again to continue grazing.

Just as Wu Jie's heart had risen to his throat, Li Shishi calmly flicked her jade wrist. The next moment, massive sword qi, as if precisely calculated, locked onto the boss.

Gu Ruomei had been stalling with the Chisel Tooth, hoping for a one-in-ten-thousand chance that Gu Ruofeng's consciousness still existed within the Chisel Tooth. However, after that wave of attacks just now, she had no room to remain. Because she felt someone else had arrived. Moreover, more than one had come.

Since the Marquis of Qingyang agreed to send troops and join hands with Xie Wuji, Xie Wuji was obviously very pleased. Both sides immediately began discussing measures for their alliance. Since speed is precious in war, the negotiations between the two sides also progressed with great speed. Zhu Jiao heard that in a few days both sides would officially send troops to launch a surprise attack on the cult's base.

Brother Tie Shou still hadn't turned around to look at me. I gritted my teeth, put on the boxing gloves, turned around, and walked toward the door. Looking back at the thunderous interior, still in a state of utter chaos, I felt particularly distressed, because this way of resigning also felt a bit sudden to me, even somewhat unreasonable.

"Having this group of police is enough; they wouldn't dare to be careless. Rest assured!" Ma Tiancheng cheerfully signaled his brothers to walk outside.

At this moment, in front of the Tang Sect Escort Agency, a crowd had gathered. Tang Father was boosting the morale of those about to escort the goods.

"Because of your benevolence and love, my lord, my family has been able to continue living together." Perse's eyes filled with tears as he said excitedly.

Upon hearing Liu Tianhao say he would distribute his own dried rations for these bandits to eat, the personal guard soldiers all showed unwillingness on their faces, yet dared not disobey Liu Tianhao, so they could only comply.

Although they were in the Han Wang Fu, they had no connection whatsoever with the Bianliang side. After all, Liu Zhiyuan had once been Shi Jingtang's trusted favorite general, and they had also fought for the country under the banner of Later Jin. Comrades, old acquaintances, relatives, and classmates were spread throughout the court and the provinces.

Under the perception of spiritual sense, Nie Ying's heart suddenly stirred. Coiled within Tengyue's body, causing him to be unable to wield his peak strength, was a mass of qi flow of considerable quantity. This qi flow, Nie Ying not only knew, but was very familiar with.

Gazing at her confused, watery eyes, rippling with desire stirred up by him, that pure and direct longing deeply aroused the impulse deepest within his body.

Luo Ling decided to endure. He knew these people were most likely here to bribe and buy him off; he might as well see what their greeting gift was, whether it was generous enough to quell his anger.

The scene was somewhat awkward. Wang Yilong was truly unaccustomed to this feeling of being watched. Suddenly, an idea sprang to mind.

With Zhao Qiang's movement, the zombie immediately collapsed and stopped moving. On its forehead was a wound nearly one inch long, with black blood slowly oozing out from that wound.