Chapter 153: A Thousand Li Journey (3) (6200)

The next day was March 8th, the former Labor Women's Day, which capital had turned into an annual Goddess Festival through consumerism.

But whether Goddess or whatever else, on this day, Chen Yan and Gu Qingyi could only huddle miserably in the hotel room, each wrapped in a blanket, leaning against the bed to slowly recover.

Chen Yan forced himself to perk up; he had only just managed to hold on in the morning.

Zhang Jinsong thought that the Zixia Club was also running just fine, but then he reconsidered: the business of the Zixia Club was nothing in Wu Ling's eyes, and back then, Wu Xianqi was still the Organization Minister of the Provincial Committee; now things were different, and they still had to avoid suspicion. Wu Xianqi might be someone who cherished his reputation quite a bit.

Amidst Yu Zhe's protest, he suddenly realized the truth. Since the tourists in Agnew Village might not be aliens, there was no need to investigate further; he had to prepare for next semester's studies and deepen his martial arts cultivation, because danger was approaching.

Could it be that the System Old Man was actually Hongjun, the Dao Ancestor of the ancient primordial era? That made sense; the truth of the matter must be exactly this, otherwise there would be no way to explain these coincidences and the System Old Man's omnipotence.

Hearing Xu Yunbiao say this, Duan Tianya nodded with relief; as long as all exits of Binhai were blocked, he really wasn't worried that Miyamoto could fly away on wings.

Feeling the power of Song Que's strike, Lu Wuchen took several steps, treading the hexagram positions of the Lingbo Weibu, waving his long sword in his hand. Dense sword shadows filled the void, sword qi surged, resembling a towering tidal wave attacking Song Que.

However, lowering his head to think, Cai Mingzhao's words were not without reason; it had to be resolved sooner or later, so it was better to resolve it early. Thus, secretly gritting his teeth, Canying immediately took out the phone from his pocket.

At this moment, Lu Zhiqiang, who was stuffed to the point of bursting, suddenly opened his tightly shut eyes and spoke to Qin Tian in a very wealthy tycoon's tone.

Sensing the approach of danger, Ma Chuanxin and the thugs under his command immediately withdrew to dodge this dense hail of bullets; however, one member of his entourage, because his escape speed was slightly half a beat too slow, was struck in the leg by a stray bullet and subsequently curled up on the ground clutching his left leg.

Du Fuwei looked at Lu Wuchen with bright eyes, and a hint of admiration appeared in his gaze; the Jianghu has always seen new generations replace the old. Looking at the man before him now, Du Fuwei felt that the waves behind the Yangtze were pushing the waves ahead. This Jianghu no longer belonged to them. Yet, military affairs were not comparable to Jianghu struggles.

Xue Cheng strolled down the street as if no one else existed, ignoring all the gazes around him.

The gatekeeper found it even stranger; even if one was eager to see one's wife, it was perhaps too early at this hour.

Whoever hits them, they hit back; in this way, the Ancient Sword Clan certainly wouldn't hit them, and the Golden Phoenix Clan wouldn't dare to hit them either, otherwise it would force them to ally with the Ancient Sword Clan. As for the Bone Clan, that was even more impossible; whether they could defeat them was another matter entirely.

Mo Jiuge spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. That monster actually inhaled, absorbing the fresh blood Mo Jiuge had spat out. What shocked Mo Jiuge next was that a strange smile appeared on the corner of the monster's mouth.

Afterwards, the two gradually became familiar, and coincidentally discovered that their homes were relatively close, so sometimes they would feed the cats together and then go home together.

Seeing Ling Chen dodge his strike, Sandra Mu sneered, moved his left hand, and immediately a dart flew at a strange angle, stabbing toward Ling Chen's chest.

That man was indeed the great fool spoken of by others; not only did he not understand romance, but he was also single-minded, simply beyond words.

Ling Chen thought about isolating his own aura and slowly moved toward the palace from the side of the spider.

Although the distance from here to the Eastern City was not very long, to take care of Xu Tiantian, they forcibly turned a two-hour journey into a four-hour one.