Chapter 207: 206 Boss Song Also Came to Offer Congratulations—Fang Guisheng Sure Has a Lot of Face

206 Boss Song also came to offer congratulations—Fang Guisheng sure has a lot of face.

The lively scene at the entrance of the nursery quickly drew comments from nearby villagers and passing travelers.

"What's going on here? Whose family is taking a bride?"

"What bride? This is Old Fang's nursery setting up a company—everyone's probably here to celebrate."

Someone heard this and was unconvinced: "That shabby plot of Fang Guisheng's can actually be called a company?"

"That's where you're wrong—look how many people have come to offer congratulations? Oh my.... the one talking to Fang Guisheng is

Without the First Tower, he wouldn't dare show himself before me at all, holed up in the Second Tower, only able to farm the lane, which also limits his range of movement to the greatest extent.

And since that old snake-taming man just now was able to control a true dragon, doesn't that mean he's at least an ancient god, whose power can be mentioned in the same breath as Chiyou and Hou Yi?

Sensing that the qi and blood within his body were nearly depleted, Yang Tien cast a weary glance around, then took out a brand-new top-grade blood stone and devoted himself to restoring his qi and blood.

Heh... fairy-like beauty?! The real me, although not exactly ugly, absolutely has nothing to do with the word "fairy-like."

The three of them sighed and lamented, while the two old men at the side couldn't help but twitch the corners of their mouths. Just at that moment, an expression of joy rose on the face of that extremely terrifying youth.

"Military officer?" Jing Jian couldn't help but feel it was somewhat laughable. In his previous life in the army, he had always wanted to attend military school, and later be promoted to become an officer—who would have thought that now, inexplicably, people were scrambling to make him an officer?

Then his right hand gently patted Chen Feng's back, murmuring, "It's alright, it's good that you're back." As if soothing a child.

When his grandson spoke like this, there must be his reasons. This was the old man's heartfelt trust, just as he had always trusted, and could shed his blood and sweat for this trust, dedicating a lifetime of light and heat to—the royal family.

"Pop..." the sealing clay let out a muffled sound, and immediately the delicate fragrance of wine spread throughout the entire hall, hooking people's taste buds, like perfume, making one unable to resist a twitch of the nostrils, wanting to have a taste.

"Who's there??" Wang Meng's face changed at the sight of the newcomer; although the person's voice sounded somewhat familiar, for a moment he couldn't recall who it was.

Like the noon sun shining on a block of ice, it emitted multicolored radiance—very, very beautiful.

These two sects were entirely arranged in advance by Xiao Jin as he had instructed, which was why they could set out so promptly; otherwise, like the other sects and noble houses, they would have needed time to prepare.

Lv Xuan shook his head slightly, picked up the Remnant Wild Goose Sword, examined it carefully, and let his thoughts drift far away.

Luojia said: "You needn't worry about that. Not only will we rescue the person, we'll also wipe out your snake den. Since entering the Ninth Layer of the Divine King realm, I haven't fought anyone yet. Junior Brother, don't make a move—let Senior Sister me capture this old snake."

His soul-body consciousness vanished, but the matters Li Jiang had promised him naturally wouldn't fall through—when the chance arose, he would certainly slay that plane-devourer named 'Lu.'

He had absolute confidence: with that punch just now, Gede absolutely could not have endured it—even if he didn't die, he would be Suffering Heavy wounds and completely lose the power to fight.

Luo Chang, who had just arrived, let out a low murmur, and without another word, spear in hand, plunged straight down from midair toward Jian Wuqing below with overwhelming momentum.

At the critical moment, Yang Yunhan employed the "Dragon Family Divine Art"—the "Tiger Wing Strike"—which was in truth a killing move of subduing ten techniques with one force.

Gui Tianyi also trembled slightly. He knew that over these years Long Luo certainly wouldn't have fallen behind, but he hadn't expected him to be this strong. No one knew better than he how powerful his own Immortal Slaying move was—he was a sword cultivator, and the might of this sword strike far surpassed that of those at the same level.

After Fan Yongdou was smashed to death, the entire Fan family was thrown into utter chaos—how could they possibly think of spending money to resist the rebel army outside the city?