Chapter 101: Choice
“All right, listen to me.” Feng Xu shook his head, gesturing to the two people before him to come closer. As for the convoy behind them, they naturally followed in their wake.
On the main street, all the inspector squads were frantically converging on this area. Because of the Jiang family incident, they now had to enforce martial law.
“Feng Xu, let me give you some advice about these risky matters…” They were only good at living off what they already had; if you let them start a company, they’d squander every penny of the startup funds.
The foreigners curled their lips, glancing at the cavalry second lieutenant insignia on Zhang Yi’s uniform. They wanted to retort in anger, but held back, forcing an awkward smile.
“Haha, Brother Yun, it’s my honor to become sworn brothers with you. In fact, not long ago, another brother and I, here on K City’s Broken Bridge, also under the full moon and after a drunken night, pledged our brotherhood for life and death!” Lin Hao said.
Zhang Yi used his saber to sever her left Achilles tendon. Even if the Japanese army retreated in defeat, she would never escape in time on that leg.
Yan Yunxing had never shown such a side before these people. His stern shout startled the two blue-clad youths, who dared not argue further. Instead, Zhuang Diewu and Su Bingyun both looked at him with gratitude in their eyes.
As for Nie Feng, there was no need to mention him; as a student of the same academy, he was as familiar with the Imperial Tutor as anyone else.
Among the five archaeologists before him, Changge found the one from the Dark Marsh and stepped forward to speak with him.
“Qianqian, tell me, what do you want to eat? I’ll buy it for you right now,” Li Da scoundrelly offered with generosity.
This too is part of human nature. As long as you are strong enough, even those who die at your hand will not feel humiliated; on the contrary, it would be a shame if it were otherwise.
As expected, Chu Feng’s identity left them shocked—especially those disciples who had pointed their swords at him earlier. Their faces flushed with embarrassment and anxiety, afraid Chu Feng would seek trouble with them.
There is another trial, not counted among the three main ones—a tribulation of inner demons, born from the obsessions within a cultivator’s heart. It is both the easiest and the most difficult ordeal.
“Heh, my inner energy has increased a little,” Ye Xing grinned foolishly, sensing the subtle change within. The feeling of growing power was truly wonderful.
At this moment, Fan Chen wore a golden crown, a golden robe, and golden boots. He looked every bit the ancient emperor.
“Ye Xing, what should we do now? Should we keep helping the Fox Clan?” Chen Yan asked him.
Even so, Qin Yu still managed to fend off the combined assault of Mo Senluo and Zhu Lingfeng—four martial sovereigns attacking together.
If the Great Sage Equal to Heaven, Sun Wukong, were to fail on the Journey to the West, it would be an utter farce.
Of course, for the Dragon Soul, who has lost thirty percent of his dragon bloodline, it is now impossible to return his cultivation to its peak.
But lately, for some unknown reason, there have been more and more outsiders arriving. The residents hurriedly cleaned their homes to make room for these newcomers to stay.
It was clear that for Marshal Tianpeng, Pigsy, his fall into darkness was most likely rooted in greed.
After working the bellows for a while longer, until no more molten copper flowed out, Chen Zheng finally jumped off the pedal, eager to inspect the fruits of his hard labor.
Perhaps sensing their mother’s presence, the two children snuggled up to her, one on each side, clinging tightly.
“Honestly, what use do I have for so much money, anyway?” For reasons she couldn’t explain, a pang of sorrow struck Du Yunfei’s heart as she murmured to herself.
The two sisters simultaneously pinched Lu Shaoxi’s waist. He made an exaggerated face of pain, making both girls burst out laughing.
A surge of adrenaline made Chen Zheng’s palms dampen slightly, and he unconsciously tightened his grip on the rope.