Chapter 136: The Reason
Lu Yalan stepped out of the bookstore and frowned at the downpour. When she had entered, the sun had been shining brightly; who could have imagined that the skies would suddenly open?
In short, she had forgotten to bring an umbrella.
As the rain grew heavier, Lu Yalan steeled herself, hugged the books in her arms, and prepared to dash home. Just then, a jade-like young gentleman emerged through the hazy curtain of rain. Tall and graceful, he possessed such an air of elegance that even his coarse cloth jacket could not conceal it. While everyone around him hurried about in search of shelter, passersby invariably stole a few extra glances as they went by.
Mu Chengyao raised his head from beneath the umbrella. His gaze pierced the layers of rain and met Lu Yalan’s eyes. At that very moment, an intoxicating smile curved across his lips.
Lu Yalan’s eyes lit up. Like a sprite in the rain, she happily dashed into the downpour. The next second, a—
In every battle of the past, whenever the demons and monsters joined forces, the immortal realm had never managed to hold out until the very end. This time, however, they had resisted for comparatively longer. From here on, guerrilla warfare would be their primary strategy.
Duan Qingming carefully studied Duan Zheng’s expression, only to find worry there, not anger. From the look in his eyes, he seemed to be concerned about her.
In the past, the consorts who came to Chongming Palace had either been anxious and restless or arrogant and overbearing. This Empress, however, was remarkably composed.
Zixu had already understood this from the meaningful glance the Emperor had cast earlier, when he mistakenly thought Zixu was interested in the Empress.
“Fortunately, it’s nothing serious. Mr. Aida, thank you for what you did this time. If you hadn’t arrived in time, I’m afraid I would have lost my life. Thank you!” Lin Tian said sincerely.
At that moment, a black blade of light burst from the Heavenly Demon Orb and spun through the air, instantly cleaving apart the distorted space unleashed by the Dragon God.
“Then take this!” Lin Tian sneered. With a single stride, he charged straight at the Poison Witch.
“Indeed, Chairman. We agree with Director Ling’s proposal.” The other directors echoed him in succession.
After the second round of dual cultivation the previous night, Ma Long could already feel that the immortal energy within him had increased considerably. Yet he was still far from reaching the fourth level of the Nascent Soul Realm. Without the support of pills, he could only increase his cultivation and immortal energy through bitter training—and through that humiliating dual cultivation.
Even so, he still found it somewhat difficult to accept. He knew his own character well; he was certainly not as noble as Jiang Qing imagined. To put it plainly, he had simply become rich overnight and now possessed more money than he could spend. His display at the casino that day had merely been an act of showing off. Jiang Qing had no need to work herself to the bone in order to repay him.
“Why?!” Manzhu asked in astonishment. She could not understand it. Shiyi had clearly wanted her to accompany him, so why had he later said there was no need?
“Hmph!” Gaoshen released him and shoved him away with one hand. The middle-aged Japanese man nearly fell to the ground. When he saw Hua Feng’s sharp gaze fixed upon him, he finally realized that the three men before him were truly not to be trifled with. He stood there as stiffly as a corpse.
They rode slowly down the mountain path. Zhang Liao regarded me with the scrutinizing gaze of an antique dealer examining a rare artifact, evidently unable to guess what I was up to.
“You go on. She’ll catch up with us soon. Take Dr. Miwei with you—nothing can happen to him. I’ll stay behind and hold her off,” A Fei said. He had long since made up his mind to die. Even if he managed to escape, the chip in his brain would explode anyway.
With a thunderous boom, smoke billowed in every direction. Yet after the explosion came a scream—the scream of the Right Protector.
The two of them went to a teahouse near the school and sat down. Each ordered a cup of green tea, then remained there in silence. From time to time, they looked up at one another, but neither said a word.
—The entire Baige Group is on the verge of collapse. How serious could the matter at Jinhu Garden possibly be?
“Oh, good. At least you weren’t robbed of your virtue. Speaking of which, did you rob her of hers?” Gong Xuehan’s face suddenly fell, stretching into a bitter, melon-like expression.
They exchanged a few affectionate words over the phone, then naturally steered the conversation toward the Internet café.
Once a promise was made, it had to be kept. Ji Qian detested people whose words and actions did not match. If he failed to return to the New Era team that very day, he might well be expelled from it and lose the only home he had left.