Chapter 109: Feng Su once again proposes marriage

Li Jiuwei left the police station in a daze.

Gu Rufeng’s words kept echoing in her ears.

She had to see him again.

But the police said Gu Rufeng would not see her.

Who, then, had been the man that night?

“Xiaojiu...”

Jiang Huaiting stopped her, but Li Jiuwei brushed past him with visible irritation.

“Xiaojiu... you and Feng Su have already broken up. Come back to me. I love you. It was I who misunderstood you before. Xiaojiu, give me a chance to make amends...”

Yao Jin raised an eyebrow and glanced at Leng Xiu, who gave a faint nod, then turned away as if to leave.

“Right, right, I don’t think anyone actually likes doing homework. Several times I even deliberately didn’t do it, then told Hengheng I’d forgotten. Yuanbao, isn’t that clever of me?” Shaoshao said with a sweet smile, sharing her ‘homework-avoidance’ experience with Mo Ziqian.

Even as more and more plum blossoms bloomed upon their white robes, the sight of their movements remained utterly soothing to behold.

The members of Crow were about to act, when Crow himself returned and signaled for them not to move rashly.

The sound-wave attack shook Old Jin so violently that his spirit reeled and his whole body trembled without end. He had certainly heard the rumors about the other party; he had assumed they were nothing but legend, but now it seemed the rumors were true. That man absolutely possessed the strength to slaughter a master-level opponent single-handedly.

“Brother Shu, I’d better go back with Hengheng. If I don’t, he won’t let me go to school, and then I won’t be able to see you anymore,” Shaoshao said miserably.

Hearing this, the others thought it made sense. By then, dozens from the Mighty Escort Agency had also arrived and, hearing that the young master had taken the initiative to slip off the cliff, were preparing to go down into the ravine to search for him. The Gao family, too, had gathered their servants and was ready to go down.

If things proved too difficult, then after handing in the paper and leaving later, they might have to add a little something extra for the students in the special training camp.

Super Lucario clenched his right fist and threw it toward the Crustle. Invisible waves surged from his fist, carrying the shattered rocks from his previous strike as they all hurtled toward the Crustle.

Xingluo also had another goal: the sealed Spiritomb on Route 209. From the investigation, Xingluo judged that Spiritomb was a champion-level Pokémon. If it could be captured, then Xingkong would be able to add another of the Twelve Constellations.

Jiang Manzhi was still thinking of some excuse to get into the school when she spotted a familiar figure on the playground: Kaikai.

“You went there—what are you going to ask him?” Shenzi Che caught her fingertips and left her no room to struggle.

“Oh, this picture might be the last family photo we ever take.” Just thinking that the five of them would soon be scattered to the four corners of the world, Zhou Zhigang could not help but sigh.

That organization was no longer within his control. The strength of those people had even begun to frighten him.

The Sword Venerable said nothing, but stepped a little closer to Zhang Daoling, which was enough to show his stance.

He took out his phone and found, as expected, a text from Lin Xiao saying that she would go pick up Kaikai in the afternoon.

He immediately sent a transmission to Jinxi to explain the situation. Whether she understood Li Yu’s words or not, Li Yu at once flew above Jinxi and informed her that he would block most of the tribulation lightning later, intentionally allowing some of it through to help her break through.

Li Rong said, “Then this princess shall try.” As soon as she finished speaking, she left without waiting for Wang Pei’s reply.

Li Chengfeng and the Great High Priest stood side by side, while the red bamboo staff in the latter’s hand traced patterns through the void.

After sensing someone staring at him from behind, Shinji immediately turned around, but apart from the trees, there were still only trees.

“Hey, Ouyang, that church and the Holy War Guild seem pretty impressive, don’t they?” Unable to suppress my curiosity, I lowered my voice and asked Ouyang Jue beside me.

Earlier that day, Tazhi Bu had fallen ill from overwork and, without meaning to, had contracted heatstroke. Although a physician was called and medicine prescribed that very night, by the time Bao Qibao entered the city, he was still lying in bed in the command post. He had neither gone to the camp to inspect drills nor gone out to receive Bao Qibao.