Chapter 93: Driven Out! Does Li Junsheng Still Have Another Move?

Because Ma Yulian stubbornly forced Li Xiaoyu and Liu Zhigang together, Tang Liang held his mother-in-law in very low regard.

So it was good that she and his father-in-law had split up.

If Feng Yi had not provoked Chen Feng time and again today, Chen Feng might not have acted so impulsively. At that moment, he resolved that he could no longer allow himself such recklessness.

This was a laborer assigned to cleaning, for this was a public place. Every evening, many people came here, and it was only natural that some trash would be left behind.

Ning Fuchen could not use all manner of methods in front of so many people to investigate traces of cultivators, and he did not want to wait until nightfall. Thus he came up with another plan.

“You trust me this much? I’m only a guest, after all.” Jiang Xinyu lifted her brows. This child was absurdly generous with trust. Well, she had almost forgotten that their true ages were actually about the same.

He had once been from Qi and lived in the East Sea region. In his youth, he went to the state of Yan and studied under the occult adept Zheng Boqiao. That Zheng Boqiao was renowned alongside Song Wouji and Xianmen Zigao, all of them highly favored by King Zhao of Yan, who had them refine elixirs in pursuit of immortality.

The leap was too great, too avant-garde. Sometimes what one receives is not admiration, but rather something so hard to accept that it becomes intolerable. It had to be done step by step.

Zhao Yu looked at Lin Xiao’s foolish expression and slammed a hard knock on his head. Feng Qian, too, was so exasperated by Lin Xiao’s stupid remark that he no longer even wanted to look at him.

A profound and mysterious state suddenly spread through Gu Yu’s mind, carrying with it a trace of insight into the great way. It was as if she had thought of something, and yet as if she had never thought of anything at all.

In the dead of night, they slipped out of their tent, planning to disguise themselves and flee westward, only to be seized by Qi soldiers patrolling outside the south gate. After learning their identities, the Qi men escorted them to the Zhao soldiers’ camp by the Zi River.

“Nonsense.” Gu An barked sharply. Rising to drag Gu Qingyou back, he had not expected her to step past him and walk straight up to Chu Muzhi.

“Why did you only come to see the governor today? You should have known two days ago, shouldn’t you?” Chang Fei asked, looking up.

First, of course, was the city gate of Heavenly Martial County. Once war broke out, the enemy army would surely launch its assault there.

Kakashi took out a storage scroll. After unrolling it, he released the contents inside, and a long sword of ancient and simple design appeared before Sasuke’s eyes.

Tang Feng was only pretending to have fainted, but Han Xinlan had truly been drugged unconscious. If Tang Feng did not help her detoxify it, she might not wake for quite some time.

Lin Xiu did not think that much. He simply sprang upward and tore all of the pendants down.

In truth, even without familiarizing himself with the aura, the Blood Ancestor could guess it was Yun Feiyang. After all, within the Cloud Domain, who else besides him possessed the cultivation of a half-step Great Dao Profound Immortal?

Uchiha Sasuke had also come here to inspect it several times, yet even with his three-tomoe Sharingan, he still could not discern any secret from that stone tablet, old as the ages.

Even so, though the scales were hard, several longswords still pierced through them, and the tips of the blades drove straight into his flesh.

Just as Lin Yugang finished speaking, Si Fengxue on the opposite side suddenly moved. A blood-red dagger in his hand flashed toward Lin Yu’s face.

“Big brother, let’s add each other as friends. Next time I’m online, I’ll come find you!” Lin Lin chased after him a couple of steps and said.

“I’m fine.” Qiao Xueyan pressed a hand to her chest. Then she stepped forward. Though her brows had been tightly furrowed for some time, her gaze was ultimately drawn to the faint blush of plum blossoms in the vast white distance.

These people, in order to curry favor, often sent beautiful men to the Holy Lord’s wife. Once she took a liking to one, a marriage could be arranged at once, and the wedding chamber made ready that very day. Thus the Holy Lord’s wife had a harem, and within it she kept quite a number of handsome young men.