Chapter 142: You Fool

At that moment, a sightseeing car pulled over by the roadside.

Xu Jiaheng narrowed his eyes and saw Xu Yanchen step down from the vehicle, then turn around and lead a young woman out after him.

The two of them held hands and drew closer, one step at a time.

Xu Jiaheng studied her. The more he looked, the more familiar she seemed. Could it be—

Lin Lu.

He remembered then. They had met several times at banquets before, ...

Less than five meters in front of Sun Desheng, the foremost SUV was struck by a black silhouette’s fist and blown apart. The entire vehicle was hurled six or seven meters into the air before crashing heavily back onto the ground.

The four blood-race experts stared menacingly at Zuo Yuzhen and her companion, ready to strike at any moment.

The instant his words fell, the Primal Chaos Cauldron came crashing down onto his chest. The old man spat out a mouthful of blood. Before he could even summon his Dao weapon, he was sent flying. A terrifying gash split open across his chest, blood pouring freely from it. The sight was so惨 that it made one’s heart tremble.

Seeing Seventh Master’s move, Zhang Yang was stunned for a moment. Seventh Master was actually this ruthless? Was he planning to finish Ye Fan off outright?

She had access to his office and knew the combination to his safe. That meant she could take his official seal out of the safe at this very moment.

The ancient quasi-emperor, godlike as a primordial deity, was enraged. Lin Nan actually dared to disregard him so completely? Fury blazed within his heart as he extended one hand and pressed it down toward Lin Nan. The sky shook and thundered, seeming almost ready to collapse on the spot.

Sunlight quietly pierced through the clouds, spreading across the earth and filling the new day. All living things awakened at that moment, while the air was suffused with a fresh, invigorating scent.

In such extreme cold, if they failed to obtain warmth in time, they might well die in this frozen wasteland.

The eagle’s razor-sharp talons instantly tore open Ye Fan’s back, ripping away a large swath of flesh and exposing gleaming white bones.

What Ye Fan did not know was that before he had even gone to cause trouble for the Feng family, their young master, Feng Kai, was already on his way to cause trouble for him.

After going round and round like this, Zhen Xi’s strength had already been pushed to the verge of collapse. Several times, she had only narrowly evaded attacks from those “old acquaintances” of hers.

Yalisha seemed unwilling to disturb the peaceful dreams of her clansmen scattered throughout the city, so she did not engage in battle there. She followed the drifting figure unhurriedly until they were a kilometer outside the city, then suddenly descended in front of it.

Wu Di answered without the slightest fear. He slowly retreated, widening the distance by dozens of meters once more, then sat cross-legged beside one of the mummified guards.

Wang Qian had also asked Lele why she had recommended those two research institutions to him. One could tell at a glance that they were anything but legitimate.

Still, this king thought that His Majesty must already have retired for the night, so he could only inform the Imperial Household Department and tell them to take proper precautions. But Princess Qingning also knew what the Imperial Household Department was responsible for. It was merely an office in charge of the palace’s food and daily affairs—how could it possibly have the authority to mobilize the imperial guards?

Wu Di could not help frowning. Chaos meant trouble might find you at any moment, so long as there was anything about you that attracted attention. Yet it also represented opportunity. Many things that could never see the light of day could be accomplished here.

He did not dare ask the rest of the question aloud. The reason was that his master had already made it clear that he would not go, and once his master reached a decision, no one was ever permitted to question it.

Consort Liang covered her mouth and laughed, while Consort Hui could only shake her head helplessly. Really, that girl’s mind was sharp only at times like this; at all other times, she simply pretended to be dead. But judging from his tone, the old master had relented, allowing her to raise the Tenth Prince’s son in the imperial retreat for a while. That would at least ease her loneliness, and she was secretly rather pleased.

When a wisp of fragrance drifted to Bai Pu’s nostrils, he suddenly frowned, as though something had occurred to him.

It had originally been a one-for-four exchange, but I had forcefully turned the tide! The Water-Cloud Hall was utterly silent at that moment, with only the god-tier voice echoing ceaselessly through it.