Chapter 227: Youthful Sons Grow Old on the Jianghu; When Will the Spring Flowers and Autumn Moon End?

Murong Longcheng ran on without stopping, his form flashing like a shooting star or lightning, leaving only a shadowy, ethereal flicker.

It was unknown how long had passed before the rain ceased, and it was unknown how much longer until light appeared on the horizon.

He finally stopped; the alternating aura of life and death on his body shifted unpredictably, as if beyond control and completely chaotic. His expression was vicious, like an Asura demon, with none of the ethereal demeanor of a transcendent master.

The events of those years streamed before his eyes one by one.

Suddenly, a gunshot went off outside with a "Pop," followed immediately by several more "Pop, Pop, Pop." The Monkey hurriedly ran out.

"You go back first; I'll return on my own later." Ignoring my mother's scolding, I spoke.

As I touched my face, Yin He was also looking at me with an incredulous gaze, then pointed with his finger toward the great villain nearby who was speaking with Wang Shitai.

Thinking of the emotional moments, the Monkey's heart was stirred, and his eyes grew moist. He held Zhu Qing's hand and slowly transmitted true qi into her body to relieve her fatigue.

Zhu Gui'er looked down at herself and couldn't help but pout; after all, she was the cute and delicate type.

I gave him a dirty look. Can you stop being so disdainful of me? That spot is short; I am the essence of concentration.

Actually, it wasn't that Young Master Jiang's eyesight was truly that good; with the window polished open, even an ordinary semi-professional could basically judge the approximate quality of the jadeite through the window.

"Dudu, be good, don't cry; Uncle is perfectly fine!" Ye Feng smiled and gently stroked Dudu's forehead, at which point Dudu stopped crying and laughed.

"Ahead must be the Wind and Thunder Gorge, right?" Lan Yutian sighed, and the melancholy between his brows not only did not dissipate but grew deeper.

"Just look around casually; see as much as you can. With so many gambling stones piled here, if we were to select them one by one, it would probably take a year and a half or even a year and a half to see them all." Ye Feng said with a smile.

Lin Yi smiled but did not think so; this young master who looked like a prodigal was no ordinary person. He vaguely sensed a extremely powerful force contained within that person's body, a force so astonishing it could rival a Great Sage of the Human Race, though he had not fully absorbed it.

"Everything, I listen to you; however, I have only one request!" Li Lin said in a calm voice, yet deep within her eyes lay a trace of intense resentment.

After several attacks, Xie Yue immediately issued the order to withdraw troops, setting up camp just a few li outside the Tiger and Wolf Pass.

The Emperor's way of handling matters was very simple: if Du Fei did not arrive within the specified time, he would kill everyone related to him. Whatever the Emperor wanted to do, almost no one could obstruct him.

A mournful scream echoed throughout the entire gorge, attracting many martial artists of the Young Tiger Camp who were cultivating within it. When they arrived at this place, the first thing that caught their eyes was a stranger brutally beating a martial artist.

It must be known that under Ji Ziqing's full-power strike, even the Divine King Yongli found it hard to endure and was blasted away on the spot.

Du Fei kicked Dawo in the chest, and the sound of ribs snapping was heard; even Liuxing of Chuyun turned back to look in shock.

Pursuit is often the process most likely to yield results; many of the Man tribes, having completely lost their courage, were killed while fleeing. Along the way, corpses stretched for ten thousand li, and the pursuit continued for ten thousand li before Divine Kings such as Nine Yang finally ceased hostilities.

"Everything depends on Miss's orders!" Xie Yue said earnestly, while on the other side, Ice Phoenix also reacted, nodding lightly in agreement.

It was only the time of a few breaths before a ray of Jin Guang fell from the sky; who else could it be but the Golden Monkey Demon God.

This possibility is entirely possible. In fact, today a mysterious force tried to uproot the cooling qi from his body by the roots! Moreover, at the beginning he was completely passive. If the auspicious qi had not turned the tide at two critical moments, he would not even know where he was at this moment.