Chapter 93

So by the time Qin Qing and the others came back, they found three dishes and a soup on the table, along with a pot of rice, and Duan Jiangling standing there with a darkened face, glaring at Qin Qing.

Only then did he finally understand why Lin Qing had said those things earlier, and he could not help but feel his face burning.

It seemed that bastard Saif still had at least a shred of organization to him, since he had even numbered the camps where the volunteers were staying. That made things much simpler. But Li Changjiang had no intention of leaving just like that. Having rarely met someone who actually understood the situation, he naturally had to ask everything clearly.

Ye Zier slipped a finger into Lin Qing’s sleeve, trying to feel the silver bracelet. It felt warm to the touch, and she was just about to accuse Lin Qing of lying when she saw him freeze, then reveal an expression of utter disbelief.

Yu Wanhui was slightly taken aback. She felt a little strange. She had vaguely sensed that Ding Yi had looked down on her before, his attitude neither warm nor cold. Why had it suddenly changed?

Wei Jianxing ought to have known he was in Changde City, since most of his direct regiment had broken out to the south and should have ended up encountering the Tenth Army.

A side kick, then a downward chop, both landing solidly against Ricky’s ribs and left shoulder. The crushing force drove out a mouthful of old blood from his internal injuries.

Now that he had used it, his body had undergone such a mutation. Could it be that Wenren Mu had found out, and that was why he had come over?

“Hold on! We cannot fall yet! We have to withstand this!”

Buben’s heart was heavy with sorrow, but this was the fate of a soldier.

From the helicopter window, looking down toward Alice Island, Li Changjiang realized the island seemed considerably larger than he had imagined. Still, its terrain did not differ much from his earlier judgment.

That voice was far too familiar. Lady Yue felt every hair on her body rise, and then a chill swept over her, so cold it felt like standing in winter in nothing but a single layer of clothing, only to be struck head-on by snow and bitter wind.

Seeing her brows knit so sharply, he knew their relationship was no more than that, and his own misgivings lessened considerably.

Afraid that he might pull her down and injure himself, Su Muyun did not dare resist. She could only follow his strength and sit down in front of him.

Three dazed roommates, who had been sitting on the bed playing cards, stared dumbly toward the door, not seeing the person, only hearing the footsteps.

Tea splashed over the tabletop, and He Minchang suddenly seemed to come back to life. He set down the teapot in his hand and hurriedly rose to greet the visitor outside.

Just after saying that, he had one hand on the steering wheel and, with the other, frowned as he motioned toward me, as if asking whether I should give Zhang Minglang a chance to explain himself properly.

But how could I possibly forget? Even now, whenever my thoughts break apart for an instant, I still remember that night, those vicious expressions, those sinister laughs, and the shattered gravel beneath me. They weave themselves in my mind into a thin, fragmented net, faint and elusive, yet from time to time it tightens until it hurts me deeply.

At that moment, Chen Mohan finally understood why the young master had refused to let her leave the Qin family: he wanted to watch her suffer. After all, her parents had caused the death of his kin.

With a bow in hand, arrows shot across the sky with a fierce whistle. Each time the string twanged, someone fell to the ground. Even thick smoke and wildfire could not obstruct his vision; he seemed to possess eyes that could see for miles.

By this time, Iron Sword Peak was already engulfed in flames of war, because many cultivators had rushed there en masse, and some old enemies had run into one another, immediately breaking into battle. Besides, on the plane battlefield, wherever cultivators gathered was always the place with the most killing. After all, most people came here for the sake of life talismans. With so many people, was that not far more convenient?

In their view, the Dark Flame Team, as the most renowned squad in the Kingdom of Qi, would certainly take a position on this matter. Whether it would try to block this dark horse team with astonishing potential, or choose to become friendly with it, was something many people were guessing about. Of course, most simply wanted to watch the excitement, hoping to see Dark Flame make a move against Thunder.

By then it was already evening. To reach Garuna Island, they first had to take a train to the fishing city of Harujiweng, the place where he had met Lucy, and only after that could they board a boat for the island.

Only then did Leng Ran notice her as well. She was wearing a black halter minidress of smooth, supple fabric, entirely in keeping with her usual style: anything that ought to be shown was never hidden. She was not very tall, but matched with her full figure, there was nothing at all discordant about her proportions.

“Honestly, what inspection? This isn’t a military district, so where would there be so many inspectors? Don’t you think I look better in uniform? Brother Ye Fei, why don’t you put on a uniform too, and we can have ourselves a little military-style showcase?”

Qi Le’er had long since grown immune to Ye Fei’s lecherous gaze. She spun in place, saluted neatly, and only made him drool even more.

“Let’s go! Follow me and see where this arrogant fool came from!”

Dongfang Jieao waved his hand. Five demigods immediately followed behind him and headed together toward the place where the demigod of the Qilin Sacred Clan had perished.

The golden crow let out a sharp cry as well, refusing to be outdone, and flew to meet those two divine dragons head-on.

At the time, they had thought the Paper Demon’s death would become a murder case, so Hill and Julie staged the scene of an armed robbery, even setting the house on fire. To make the scene more convincing, before leaving, Hill even used a throwing knife to split open the corner of the Paper Demon’s mouth.

“I already said this thing isn’t of much use to me. If what you say is true, then losing a bet to you is of no concern.”

Yan Ge spoke, voicing his opinion of Tang Chuan’s apparently unreasonable haggling.

Puh! The wingman called Lisen immediately spat out a mouthful of blood and tumbled from the sky.

As a result, the originally orderly rhythm also became chaotic, which directly weakened Fifth Xiu’s control over this “army” by a great deal.

When he raised his head and casually looked into the other’s eyes, his gaze suddenly turned much colder, utterly unlike the carefree, joking person he usually was.

At the sound of that voice, Liang Xiao awoke from his feigned sleep. He did not even need to look to know who had come in.

The more Lu Yu thought about those so-called Ten Great Clans, the more resentment he felt. In the past, they had valued his potential and given him anything he wanted, but now, because of a vow that was utterly meaningless, they had cast him off completely.

The reason for saying this was that behind Liu Zhi, one could not see Monk and Daoist, nor Shan Xunfei and the others. Aside from Dong Meixiang and Tang Yimei waiting astride their horses, everything behind them was a neat line of armored soldiers. In truth, the likes of Lao Buzun and Liu Bujing had all been blocked by the soldiers in front. The so-called single-file formation was meant precisely to conceal them.

In just a brief exchange, Ding Jingxi had already learned a portion of Shang Panjun’s Way of Commerce.