Chapter 161: Are You Guys Trying to Kill Me, Not Just Hang Out?

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One can only say that the outside world’s shock-hunters are outdoing each other with their headlines.

Even the UC Shock Department couldn’t recruit such people—only here could such things happen.

Currently, he was in a scattered state, utterly unaware of what had happened to him.

Dragging his heavy steps, Wei Zixuan reached the roadside and raised his hand to hail a taxi back to the hotel; he was now deeply worried whether Temur and the others had also received their number tags.

Hearing Wei Zixuan’s words, Feng Naisheng was the first to react, then nodded and pulled a bottle from his backpack, opened the cap, and released two corpse-controlling worms from inside.

“Indeed, with the Green Wood Elder informing them and the Azure Dragon Emperor secretly coordinating, it would be strange if they caught Xiao Leng.”

“Only by reaching the cosmos can one begin to understand… just as ants, someday ascending above the clouds, will finally comprehend where rain comes from!” Bai Lin murmured to himself.

Ye Tianfeng still didn’t know that the Fire Phoenix had gone to China. The last time he came to the secret country lab base to contact her, he couldn’t reach her at all.

Correct—Zhuang Yiqing was indeed at this base of the dark human faction, and her status there was extremely prominent.

Hu Yongrui grinned, glanced around, spotted a steel rod, crouched to pick it up, and began walking toward Lin Yi with clear ill intent when he heard a sudden, urgent engine sound behind him.

Hearing Shan Shan’s shout, Wei Zixuan, holding Tong Tong, turned his head—and his mouth dropped open in utter shock at what he saw: the Ferris wheel was enormous, weighing dozens of tons, yet now it hung eerily suspended behind him, its height still rising steadily.

His hand touched Lao Lang’s forehead again; this time, no cold aura surged forth, and Ye Lin easily scanned Lao Lang’s entire body.

Lie Shan Clan, upon receiving the summons from the Common Lord of the Human Race, had no grounds for refusal; he promptly arranged clan affairs and set out for Chen Capital. He traveled with only two others: his master, Duobao, and the mysterious stranger who had come to Yi Clan.

Many unconsciously glanced at Zhang Yuanhang’s neck, then downward—they feared this might be nothing more than a severed head.

Kong Xiang now believed Zhang You’s concerns were justified—he had indeed become Zhang Shunsheng’s prime target, and his admiration for this young lord deepened further.

The personal attendant called for the gatekeeper’s old woman to open the ornamental gate; she had been sound asleep and didn’t want to rise. But when she saw it was the Chancellor’s personal attendant calling, she jolted awake, her sleep vanished instantly.

So, the other party assuming he was here to invite them out of seclusion didn’t surprise Zhang You—it reminded him that he’d originally only felt sympathy for Xu Wei’s plight and wanted to help, but now he genuinely considered recruiting him.

“You haven’t improved in any other skill, but your flattery has gotten far more refined… enough of that. Spring plowing’s coming soon—how are the corn and sweet potato seeds prepared?” Zhu Yijun glanced at Zhang You and changed the subject.

Angelia had told her this, though An Ru hadn’t truly believed it—but now she desperately wished it were true.

Starting the next day, every teahouse and tavern in Chang’an buzzed with talk of Princess Jinyang’s return; besides Jinyang Princess, the name most frequently mentioned was Di Renjie.