Chapter 134

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“Shit! Taurus, you bastard—who are you calling a dead freak?!”

The leader of Scorpio flew into a rage at the sudden insult.

Faced with this moment of life and death, the Three Elders could no longer concern themselves with rank or status. They moved at once to help the old bull-nosed Daoist.

“‘The News Agency’—Rudolf? Is it that Rudolf?” The moment Agent Mei spoke, both Skye and Fitz let out low cries of astonishment.

Ecstatic, Nisha hugged her tightly, with such force that he seemed ready to press her into his own body. After waiting so many years, the wish he had long cherished had finally crashed into his arms in a bittersweet mixture of surprise and delight, leaving him so flustered that he did not know how to receive it.

Tang Ya was still unconscious. Chen Tianyi gently brushed the hair from her forehead, then lightly traced the bridge of her delicate nose.

On the day of the wedding, Azure Sparrow and White Swan barges filled the waters, while dragon banners flew from all four corners. Envoys from the Celestial Realm, Human Realm, Underworld, Demon Realm, and Devil Realm all came to the Water Palace to offer their congratulations. The spectacle was so magnificent that even the wedding of a celestial princess might not have matched it.

Jason flashed to Tang Ya’s side. Seeing the huge dark-skinned man dare to make the first move, the other guards rushed over one after another.

His true body also looked toward where Zhang Taibai stood at once, his face deathly pale. It seemed that the simultaneous deaths of so many clones still had some adverse effect on him.

This mystic had never imagined that the mystic of the Black Barbarian Kingdom would be so powerful. He hurriedly tried to dodge aside, but his reactions were too slow. The Black Barbarian mystic’s horns drove straight into his chest, piercing even the armor that had originally seemed utterly impregnable as though it were nothing more than window paper.

After a long wait, the sound of rattling bones rose from every direction. A yellow-brown tide of skeletons emerged, including skeleton warriors and skeleton mages, appearing over the slopes of the green fields. They wore rusted iron armor, and the blades in their hands glimmered faintly with cold light.

Heaven alone knew how miserably Su Chanjuan had bullied her back then. Now that she had finally found a chance to make Su Chanjuan suffer, the feeling was indescribably satisfying.

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On the computer screen was a naked soldier, powerfully built and exceptionally muscular. He was kicking a steel plate with his bare body.

Sun Wukong scratched his ears and cheeks, unable to figure out how the thing worked or what it was for. He even wanted to pick up a stone and throw it inside.

Zhou Tong paused, then let out a sigh. In truth, he had wanted to spar with Prince AK, to see what kind of man Captain Kone was—the one his master had spoken of. But since someone had stepped forward, Zhou Tong might as well put on a display.

A violent solar fluctuation erupted from Pan Zhen. The winds and clouds around him changed color, as though a tremendous energy were about to explode.

“What kind of trash are you talking? If I weren’t busy training the recruits, an old fossil like you would be dropping gold coins for me. Back then, I walked around with both hands in my pockets, not knowing what an opponent was.”

Bai Anyè and Jiang Lin’er both wore awkward expressions. Only Mu Nanxi and Su Jinian felt truly happy. The misery of being single was something only the single could understand.

How could he have been so muddleheaded, so eager for quick success? How had he ever thought it wise to associate with someone like Hua Yu?

“Qilin, I know you’ve changed. You’ve been busy, too! But do you still remember our team motto?” Dai Taichu stared directly at Qilin.

Chunks of rotting flesh continued to drip foul liquid. Black blood flowed over the creature’s body, while an enormous maw in the very center of its chest let out an exaggerated, maniacal laugh.

These were Ying Bu, whom Ziying had left behind to govern the bandits around Mount Li’s mausoleum, along with the heroes under his command.

Yan Jun felt the deerskin growing tighter and tighter. It seemed almost to have become part of his body, wrapping around him until he could not help dropping both hands to the ground.

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Yet the moment he finished speaking, a savage northern wind began howling outside. Gloomy gusts shrieked, and torrential rain poured down like a waterfall, as though it meant to crush the pavilion to pieces.

Then came the stage of deepening and elevation—from friendship into another kind of relationship. Park Hyomin’s situation played the major role, but their feelings had also accumulated through countless ordinary moments: scattered exchanges, casual words, and small acts of care. It all culminated in that sudden kiss in the car, one neither of them had been prepared for.

After this journey, the two of them had unknowingly grown much closer. Eunjung had called him “Oppa Seungjae” affectionately before, but never with the same natural ease she had now. Only at this point could they truly be considered friends, rather than familiar strangers connected solely through Park Soyeon.

Seeing that the ice blade had accomplished nothing, Lee Seol raised her left foot and kicked Yan Jun in the abdomen. He had no way to resist and could only take the blow head-on.

After learning this news, Wu Yan remained in Guangning City. He wanted to see whether he might obtain a dragon eye. As long as he could get one and acquire the seed within it, he could plant it himself and grow more dragon eyes.

He had originally intended to work a few days merely to keep up appearances, but on the second day Han Ning arrived with a whole group of household guards. No one knew what she had been thinking; she simply announced that she would train them personally.

Su Yuan wanted to leave, but his body felt as though it had been nailed to the ground. Under the icy yet fiery gazes of Bixiao and Qiongxiao, he suddenly felt as though someone had given him a push from behind, and he found himself walking into the tent.

Fortunately, Li Xiangxiang showed some restraint afterward. She brought out several conventional weapons, including a Barrett with its caliber doubled. Its range had also been extended to three thousand meters, and it came equipped with optical correction and an electronic-assisted aiming system, along with compact pistols and other weapons. Only then did Mo Fan feel reassured enough to let everyone take some.

The injuries to Xiao Yurou’s feet and knees had not yet healed, so she walked with an odd gait, like an injured child who stubbornly insisted on playing and running despite the pain. No matter how much harder each fall hurt, she refused to stop.