Chapter 161: Doesn't seem like it's impossible, right?

By the time the two of them finished chattering all the way back to Binjiang Puyan, the time had already reached 3:30.

Li Yan always felt that time was a bit tight, but fortunately, the date with Meng Qingqing wasn't that urgent.

To be precise, as long as there was no drinking, there was no need to be so urgent for the time being.

Meng Qingqing herself wouldn't be as excited as she was when they made plans to drink.

When the car stopped in the underground garage of Binjiang Puyan,

"I told you to get out, didn't you hear me talking?" Dongfang Xiaoxue frowned, speaking with a cold snort and a hint of drunkenness. As she spoke, she refilled her glass.

One must know that 150 supreme-grade spirit stones were equivalent to one month's mining output of the Heavenly Star Sect.

As for Han Yi, a person who could escape from the Zerg territory actually lacked even the slightest bit of common sense; his luck must have been truly off the charts to be able to stumble his way out like that.

"Liansheng, as long as you have free time, just remember this Brother Wu of yours! Remember, accompanying a monarch is like accompanying a tiger! Do not remain by the side of any prince or emperor; eventually, one day, you will regret it!" After Wu Di said these words, he suddenly stopped breathing and ceased to exist.

Su Yi spat out large mouthfuls of blood; this scene made everyone in the Su family unable to bear watching any longer.

The cultivation resources for internal clan disciples were countless, and they could even receive guidance from numerous elders, or even personal guidance from the clan head Yang Bufan, whereas external clan disciples simply could not enjoy such treatment.

Xia Mingyan was trembling with rage, and Wei Minglang, who had remained silent on the side, also had a gloomy expression.

After all, it was Lin Yu's first time flying on a sword, and he couldn't help but feel a surge of curiosity, yearning for when he would also be able to control a sword.

Everyone's faces were ashen, lacking any spirit, while Hua Yan laughed arrogantly, his face filled with unconcealable madness.

The gambler Niming took a deep breath, then turned around and walked out of the main control room. He decided to take a gamble; he decided to trust President Chen Yi, he decided to trust Hou Batian, and he decided to trust the Chinese Alliance. Once outside, Niming quickly walked toward Tian Zui's research lab; only by entering that place would he be safe.

If one forms a Golden Core after a hundred years, only to die a dozen years later, then what meaning does life have? Everything would be withered and old, the beauty faded.

Time passed bit by bit, from the afternoon until the sun gradually slanted to the west, the sky dyed a shade of orange-red. The evening breeze picked up, and strange sounds began to echo through the dense forest.

Eunuch Shi was not there today either. Shen You actually thought that Tang Xi might not have left voluntarily; he had promised to wait for him to return.

"But scary is scary, as long as you don't scare my cat!" Tang Huan said with particular seriousness.

When Qing Yu woke up, Xia Zhonghua was already gone, and the sky outside was already bright.

"Hey, I thought you had fallen and were ready to give up on yourself, I didn't expect you to still know how to come eat!" Seeing me sit down, Wang Ergou immediately put on an extremely fresh expression.

"Someone from the hospital called me, saying you were ill and had no one by your side, so I brought Xun'er over to take a look," Long Sijue explained.

Seeing that he was the only one left, the monk also spoke up: "You two have made a bet, do you think I, your humble servant, am afraid? Let's bet, let's see who cries later."

Susu reacted directly to what I did, and I couldn't care about that much anymore; I just carried Susu and ran to the bedside, then threw Susu onto the bed.

Because Suzhu had just regained consciousness, he did not know that it was Yun He who saved him at the moment his life was hanging by a thread.

"These days, you've worked hard. Has there been any movement from the Qingyu Hall these past few days?" Wang Yan asked, getting straight to the point.

Before the words had even faded, a sudden "clatter" erupted from the hall outside the private room, the sound of tables and chairs falling, and the crashing of cups and plates. Immediately following that, the noise of people grew chaotic, and the sounds of arguing and fighting broke out. ===== CHAPTER 162 =====