Chapter 43 All Night Long
Zhou Yuheng held an empty bamboo skewer in his hand and asked Lin Xilan, “Where did you buy this barbecue?”
How could Lin Xilan admit that she had bought it from her own shop? So she replied, “The number one place on the popular recommendations list.”
As soon as she finished speaking, Lin Xilan immediately changed the subject. “Zhou Yuheng, what exactly happened between you and Xiaoli? How did things suddenly…”
The moment the group entered the jungle, towering trees rose all around them, blocking out the sky and sun. The humid air was filled with an oppressive heat that was almost unbearable.
When he saw the swordsmen of the Luohou Army assume formation, the military commander knew that he could no longer afford to hold back.
Although the members of the Bu family were extremely excited, the Meng and Wu families, by contrast, seemed to be frowning deeply.
“Whether I’m a man or not, you can come to my place tonight and find out. I’ll show you exactly what kind of man I am.” Luohou gave a mocking laugh.
“Why don’t we go to the Kingdom of Lan and ask? Sister-in-law Cai’er has a Yin Fiend constitution, after all. She should be able to analyze some of this.” Osiris spoke up.
Those who received the Orthodox Law for three days must not recklessly enter places of concealment and filth, nor weep in sorrow or offer condolences at funerals. Those who violated these prohibitions would have their ranks and titles as perfected immortals stripped away.
Yu Yifeng reckoned that this was already the other party’s limit. This Kundan probably had nothing more to offer.
Among Zhuge Liang’s companions, Chiyu, Chixiao, and Ganjiang were the most sensitive to matters concerning the demon race. They had all fought against the demons alongside the previous generation, and the hatred born of war had never truly faded.
Although Zhuge Liang was still far from reaching the level of the Master, a Starshine Supreme was a rarity even among tens of millions. Thus, most martial artists were more curious about him than suspicious of him.
After all, by then, every piece of intelligence held by the Red Blood Society had been devoted to the destruction of its North Asian branch.
Although the news of Murong Kunpeng and Jiang Hanxue’s marriage had shaken the Profound Yellow Realm, most people merely knew that the marriage was taking place. They did not know who Murong Kunpeng was or what he looked like. As for Jiang Hanxue, a native of the Profound Yellow Realm, many had heard of her, but few had ever seen her.
The moment Mu Ziyan heard this, her face lit up with delight, and she hurriedly led everyone to the private room she had reserved on the sixth floor.
A middle-aged cultivator who had kept his hands tucked inside his sleeves in the classic peasant stance let out a cold laugh and pulled them free.
Although the title sounded somewhat strange, in Hongyin and Margaret’s eyes, he was just like them—born with supernatural powers and already qualified to join their circle.
Even Chalong was forced to regard Zhang Xuan with new respect, and a trace of admiration appeared in his eyes.
He had actually been sent flying by his own ability—and with the power of a light-speed kick added to it at that. His entire face had been distorted almost beyond recognition.
Two military vehicles led the way, with the remaining eight following behind. Yang Zhi skillfully drove the vehicle after the two in front.
“Could he really be unconscious? Give us a hand and carry him inside. Let the audience get a good look at what a pathetic state he’s in.”
Xiao Ce nodded solemnly. If they could truly recover one million immortal jades, not only would they suffer no loss, they would even turn a profit.
“It’s like this: if the principal were not a moderate, your side would probably have had little chance of discussing cooperation with the Secret Party.” Lu Mingfei smiled faintly.
After quite some time had passed, nearly everyone had been eliminated. Only the two contestants, Luo Jianxin and Ning Rongrong, remained.
“What matters is not an entirely new history…but the complete end of a certain part of history!” Angers raised his cup as well, and only then did Lu Mingfei follow suit.
By then, the deliberations of the Thirteen Supreme Kings had also reached a conclusion: the rulers and lords of each region would be free to decide whether or not to enforce the Edict Against Foreign Races.
She understood Du Caiwei. On the surface, Du Caiwei seemed careless and carefree, but in truth she was exceedingly perceptive. Otherwise, she could never have noticed so easily that Zuo An was in danger.