Chapter 107: There Never Was a True King [Bonus Chapter for 1000 Votes]
The Liang Jungong's mansion was filled with generals gathered together.
"What is Father doing?"
Er Zhu Ying'e had not seen such a grand assembly in a long time.
Inside the mansion, generals such as Er Zhu Zhao, Er Zhu Dulu, Hou Mochen Yue, Dou Tai, and Si Ma Ziru had already armed themselves.
Outside the mansion, the army was assembled, every man clad in armor and helmet, wielding long blades, with leather furs slung on their backs.
"March into the mountains to exterminate bandits!"
"So Father won't be returning for a long time?"
Li Jun sent Wang Hao to visit a Li-family scientist and instructed Wang Hao to protect the Li-family scientist's safety at night.
In Zhao Yun's mind right now, the top priority was how to welcome the imperial carriage back to Luoyang; everything else was temporarily insignificant.
Abinuo stared fixedly at Awasu, his heart surging with emotion—he could ignore everyone else, but he could not ignore the trust of Awasu, the wife he had loved his entire life.
Yawei voiced Zewei's thought: although there was no immediate danger, still… so many people gathered together would draw curious glances even from passersby. Niel felt awkward and coughed once, gesturing for everyone to follow him.
So I walked over, gathered spiritual power in my right palm, and lightly tapped several times on Zeng Dongzi's body, unsealing the locked acupoints.
"These things make you sleepy the moment you drink them—called 'tonics' in name only, yet just as useless." Shangguan Shaoqing chuckled bitterly; he had no intention of spending half his time sleeping.
Lightning surged thick as a downpour; even the rocks beneath Alan and Metata were pockmarked and scorched, emitting the smell of burning. The rocks themselves were like this—what would happen to objects beyond the rocks struck by such dense lightning? Naturally, one could imagine.
"Go! Your old man knows how to handle this." The CEO glared at his son irritably.
I vaguely felt someone lifting me up—so light, so light—and then fell asleep again.
Returning to the Western Courtyard, twilight had already begun to rise; Su Changle and the others had finished bathing and gone to the side hall; Su Huang Juan was soon brought there as well.
"Since that is so, I shall not pursue your failures. Depart. I have long been absent from the mortal world and have no wish to be drawn into disputes. Given that you are still sensible and respectful toward me, go!" As he spoke, he lightly waved his hand in the darkness.
So I quickly jumped down from the vehicle and waved to Li Mo, signaling the focal figure to leave first.
At this critical moment, the bright sun overhead suddenly vanished into utter darkness—so dark that one could not see one's hand before one's face; had the crowd not been cultivated, they would have seen nothing at all.
The youth seemed to recall something unpleasant; he lowered his head slightly and fell silent for a moment, then waved his hand listlessly and said.
Ordinary fighters, cultivators at the sixth layer of the Spirit Emperor realm, were eager to step forward—but none dared to go up.
For the half-giants inside to emerge, their restraints must first be lifted, allowing them a chance to activate their bloodline; otherwise, during Qing Shu's assault on the prison, these half-giants would be no different from lambs awaiting slaughter—it was possible that even if the prison were finally breached, the half-giants inside would already be slaughtered clean.
Looking down again, I saw Tianya crouched on the ground, using the fading glow of a dying fire to examine something.
Why does everyone like to build secret rooms underground? Hei Wuchang did it, Murong Zhen did it too. I'm certain Hou Tao's thoughts right now are exactly the same as mine.
Xue Cheng also saw the Lin steward, but unlike Xue Yi, he did not cry out for help; instead, he adjusted his body to avoid continuing to press down on his young master. Chen Yi, seeing Xue Cheng's behavior, was left speechless at the middle-aged man.
End of Chapter
