Chapter 188: Water Moon Heaven, Matters of the Past

As he spoke, a skill panel appeared before him, with three skills displayed on it. Looking at these three skills, my heart nearly leaped out of my chest, and then when I saw the learning price, my heart almost jumped out for real—one skill costs 5000 gold, this has to be the class for tycoon players.

Setting aside that they were Liu Bei's trusted confidants, just looking at their conduct, Liu Qi would not have approved of them.

"Since that is the case, have your soldiers lay down their weapons and retreat, and let my army ascend the city!" Liu Qi shouted up at the city wall.

"The issue now is not that—release them for me immediately!" Gulan Duoma erupted with another Lion's Roar, and South Murong Chen's astral form had even its hair blown upward.

"What?" Hao Xin was a bit slow to react—they had only confirmed their relationship three days ago, so why was there suddenly a wedding photo shoot?

Everyone felt the terrifying aura of death, the dread in their souls, wishing they had never come here, hating themselves for having grown only two legs, yet unable to move a single step. The King's aura was overwhelmingly domineering, allowing no desecration, admitting no defiance—under the pressure of that King's aura, none of them could move at all.

"Good, this is what my Jiang family army should be like. Jiang Yiming, listen to my order!" Tong Fei said with satisfaction as he issued the command.

Qi Jingshan and the scouts only needed a few days to thoroughly investigate the background of every employee at Yunfeng Company.

"Then I'll go with you." Chentai was finally on his home turf; he firmly believed that after weighing the options, eve and Ling Ming would give up keeping an important assistant stationed at the post.

"Pah! Slut!" Morning Glow raised her hand to slap Butterfly, but I very arrogantly seized her wrist and held her tight.

Tang Jian's head suddenly began to throb with intense pain. He instinctively tried to open his eyes, but was stabbed by a sudden flash of Bai Guang that made his tears stream down, and through the blur he saw many human figures swaying before him, yet he could not make any of them out clearly.

Hong Kong beneath the night was still bustling and enchantingly glamorous. Wang Cheng stumbled along as he followed the old man into a wonton noodle shop. The owner there had covered his nose, wanting to chase the old man away, but the old man flashed the eight-sided Buddha pendant at his waist at the owner a few times.

I was at a loss, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. I picked up my phone and looked, and actually saw three or four missed calls from Yi Rou—my heart immediately leapt into my throat.

Qin Feng let out a deep sigh. The layout of H City was what mattered next. Crippled Tiger Hall had held the position of gang leader in H City for many years, and naturally there was a reason for it.

Though the three had never met, each knew of the other's existence. The Lin family head, Lin Yuanxun, was an upright man, well-versed in all manner of health-nourishing arts, with a sturdy constitution.

Iron Blood Proud Sky's left eye twitched twice—yes, he had not expected that a newbie only two levels higher than Iron Blood Bloodthirsty Demon could actually manage an instant kill.

Yet it was precisely under such an extremely unfavorable situation that Tan Yankai's extraordinary abilities were revealed.

The Emperor had not expected the Prince of Jin to come out with such a line, and this time he truly was caught off guard: "Imperial Uncle, that matter—we should still discuss it." He truly did not want the Prince of Jin to go to such a dangerous place as the Southern Man barbarian lands.

And this was precisely where Gao Jun was clever—he had seen through Fang Yuan's intention, so he forcibly altered the plot.

In this kind of situation, once one of them made a move, it was very easy to spread. The remaining fellows all started in one after another, though not with heavy hands—instead, they took turns slapping each other across the face.

Before the crowd's thoughts had even settled, Luo Lin and Qin Man exchanged a glance. In the eyes of Zhang Wuneng and Ling Ruoshui there was nothing but mockery toward the disciple who had spoken on behalf of Heavenly Dao Sect, which made Long Juefei, Long Zhennan, and Huo Kun all the more expectant. Long Zhennan had long been curious about this prospective brother-in-law who dared to cause havoc in Dragon City—he wanted to see just what this Feng Wuqing could do.

"Judging by your age, you're not much older than me? How could you possibly understand traditional Chinese medicine? And even take pulses? You're not trying to fool me, are you? Don't most traditional Chinese medicine practitioners have to be quite old?" Zhuge Yunfei said.

Seeing what was before him as if he had seen it before, Zhang Ruyun's heart involuntarily tightened. Duan Jingting, unlike him, was in no leisurely mood, and at once wanted to step into the courtyard, but the young man's mind flashed with sudden inspiration and he hurriedly held him back. His expression grave, he then resolutely shook his head, and led Duan Jingting away from the spot to search elsewhere.

Seeing that Yin Niang had finally been killed by his own hand, Tiger King could not contain his joy for the moment, his body trembling uncontrollably as he burst into wild laughter. Yet though at first he laughed fiercely, not long after it became like the wailing of a weeping ghost, and in the end Tiger King's massive frame could not stop itself from sobbing.

Building materials industry. Mainly the Ru family kiln, Zhou family kiln, and so on. They selected saline-alkali low-lying land unsuitable for farming, taking the mud and sand to fire bricks, tiles, and other building materials, supplying residents and town construction needs—this was also an important means of livelihood.

The "Sea Clan Princess" Moni'er really could not hold back any longer. As for the Two Elders of Black Wind, they had both been "poached" by Li Zhi and Yao Zhiruo—what could she possibly do?

"Repay him. He is your sworn brother; it was he who saved you. I was protecting myself." Liang Shangjun looked coldly at Cuiliu—this outcome did not satisfy him.

Zhou Feng's gaze grew several degrees colder. Looking at the Second Imperial Prince's Consort's still-delicate face, he found it utterly repulsive.