Chapter 137: A Earth-Shattering Secret

No matter what, Qi Tianlei was his son; he could not bear to watch him die with his own eyes.

"Grandfather, I won't let the second uncle die."

Death was far too easy for the second uncle. There were plenty of ways to make someone regret and suffer.

Staying alive was the greatest punishment for him.

He also did not want his grandfather to experience the heartbreak of a parent burying their child.

A scum like Qi Tianlei was not worth his grandfather's grief and sorrow.

"Good, that's good." He had already failed Ah Yan enough.

"Why? To uphold justice, punish criminals, vanquish evil, and protect the people of the whole world, of course!" Wang Qian said with a righteous air.

Shen Yaxi turned around to look behind her and saw two men standing there, dressed in white robes with blue borders and blue belts around their waists. They were not exceptionally handsome, but both exuded the noble aura of young masters from prestigious families.

"Don't." The person holding onto me spoke with deep, sorrowful tones. I turned my head to look. A mist of tears already veiled those burning eyes. That hand gripped my arm tightly, refusing to let go no matter how hard I struggled.

During the daytime, what you saw were black beams of light, while at night they were white, creating a visual confusion for the observer.

With a flick of his mind, he entered his dantian and saw that the thunder essence had entered a dormant state due to previously absorbing the external lightning power.

"Can you be a little more gentle? Can we still be friends?" Heavenly Dao 213 shamelessly pleaded once again, though it was hard to tell if this fellow was actually live-streaming.

"Yes, the proportions of the fish tank's length, width, and height are also inappropriate. Can we make some adjustments?" Zhu Feize also offered his opinion.

If that was a legendary Venerable, then who could have been the one to fight such a tragic battle with them? Wang Jie was puzzled for a moment. Regardless, since this place was left behind by a Venerable, surely very few of the treasures excavated from within would be ordinary.

Now that Li Ye had agreed to sell weapons to him, things became much simpler. The Khitans had occupied Gaimu Prefecture, where there were abundant iron ore resources. However, with the Khitan's current processing and forging technology, managing to forge a single steel saber was already quite an achievement. As for legendary precious sabers, Yelü Yi had never even dared to dream of them.

Naturally, Li Ye would not treat the officials from Western Capital with mere pickles and dried radishes. There were delicacies from land and sea numbering in the eights, and flagons overflowing with fine wine of nine brews. Any dish that passed through Li Ye's hands became incomparably delicious. The officials were served all kinds of fine wines to their heart's content, and when they left, they could even take a couple of bottles with them as Li Ye's return gift.

"Are you guys sure you aren't going to answer the phone? Xia might be getting quite anxious by now, you know," Adelmann said to his players while holding his phone.

His brain perhaps not quite working right, he said in a show-off manner, "Hey, you're Chinese, right? I can tell you're Chinese just by the way you sit; Japanese people always sit like blocks of wood."

Xuan Duya began to tease Lin Suxi once the latter quieted down and stopped acting lively.

The logic was simple: to avoid being grounded, one had to endure a short period of confinement, otherwise, an even longer period of confinement would follow.

Yet the Wokou, under any circumstances, whether in favorable or adverse situations, and regardless of whether their troop strength was abundant or not, would resolutely adopt the tactic of splitting their forces for a pincer attack. Their battle plans for attacking the Isolated Mountain Dwarf Kingdom naturally proved to be no exception.

Su Xue felt distressed inside. Riding the bus, she hoped the trip would take longer, in the hope that Wu Bo might be home when she returned.

At this time, the newly opened road in the suburbs was sparsely populated. The flowering trees were shrouded in the dark night, their long branches resembling clutching claws pleading with the heavens to bring down the light.

As if his soul had left his body, Jun Qing, who was always decisive and swift in his actions, went completely blank. His palm hovered right above Qi Ran's head, completely unsure of how to react.

Such was the case with Mr. Lingyuan and his wife. How many lovers in this world truly end up together? If not for this peach blossom grove in Zhuohua Valley, even if the love between Mr. Lingyuan and Lady Yu had shaken the heavens and earth, a thousand years later no one would even know who Mr. Lingyuan was.