Chapter 56: Running into an Acquaintance

The bag simply would not come loose. One of the boys trying to yank it away spotted a brick by the wall and signaled to another boy to pick it up and use it to hit someone.

The other boy was growing desperate as well. He turned his head, saw the brick, ran over, snatched it up from the ground, and charged toward Li Chang...

That evening, after her brother and sister-in-law had left, Lin Xiaoyan finished her bath and returned to her room.

She glanced at the time. It was nearly ten o’clock.

She looked out the window. Night had fallen completely.

The long sword had pierced his body, and bright-red blood flowed from the wound. Blood and foam spilled from his mouth as well. His lung had been punctured, and every breath came with a wet, gurgling sound. Without immediate treatment, an injury like this meant certain death.

“You shouldn’t have involved yourself in this in the first place. If you don’t have the strength, couldn’t you just keep a low profile?” Hyuna said unhappily.

“How do we deal with this?” Tang Chen said, stamping on Pachulia beneath his foot. At the same time, his battle aura burst forth and sent the monsters closing in around them flying. The two of them had yet to enter Dale’s protective barrier, so the monsters could naturally approach them—but in truth, Tang Chen and the others were far more difficult to deal with than that barrier, weren’t they?

“You can’t expel the power of chaos?” Though Shangguan Xinyue found the emperor’s claim rather puzzling, she still nodded. “Of course.”

“Then get started.” Xien waved his hand, signaling that Shangguan Xinyue could begin.

When they arrived in the main hall, it was still the same group of people as before. After all, this concerned a battle between races, and nothing of the sort could be kept secret. A complete plan was needed so that everyone could contribute their strength.

Seeing the Lu family come forward to oppose the motion, while the Chang and Qian families held the same position, many supporters rose one after another to voice their opinions, expressing approval of the motion and opposition to Wu Fan’s bid for the position.

As Song Jianguo spoke, cold sweat poured down his face. He probably did not believe his own words.

The old man still stood with his hands behind his back, gazing up at the sky. He looked like an elderly man worried that rain might ruin the flowers and grass.

The moment Mo Ya entered, he saw that the young monk was in a bad way and hurried over to help Liaoyuan to his feet.

In the next instant, a dazzling burst of magnificent light exploded, striking the golden giant hand like a mass of thorns in a thunderous collision.

Those words were not unfounded. After all, quite a few singers who had imitated his Huaxia-style songs had already achieved success.

Then Zhou Jian, who had climbed back to his feet, swung up a chair and smashed it viciously toward Xu Yang.

Most importantly, Ailian was about to level up. It would be a great pity if she fell just short of the experience needed.

Wei Yinxi felt a chill run down his spine. He could not help thinking that every word of this devious question struck straight at the heart. He would almost rather continue throwing punches and taking blows.

“What is this?” After storing away the Six-River Lotus, Ning Wuji looked somewhat puzzled at the red bead affixed to the ground.

Agreeing was one thing, but he still had to put on an unwilling expression. After all, his current identity was that of a child; he could not act as calm and composed as an adult man, or it would conflict with the persona he had carefully established. If Zhu Yuyan mistook him for some ancient monster who had taken over another person’s body, that would be troublesome.

However, the moment she lifted her leg, she suddenly realized in astonishment that the man was covered in blood.

Zhao Heilong seized that brief opportunity. With a thunderous roar, he brought his saber down in a mighty cleaving stroke, aiming straight for Xu Yang’s head.

“You must reach the seventh realm of martial cultivation within five years at the latest before the next ten years can be secured.” Wu Zhui nodded.

“It was only a little beer. I didn’t expect you to be home,” Ye Li said coolly. She went around him and headed upstairs. The air in the bar had been foul, and her clothes had picked up a strong smell of smoke. She reeked, and she was eager to wash it away.

“Grandfather, what is it you wish to say?” Mo Shaodong restrained his smile, sat upright on the sofa, and looked at his grandfather.

“Join forces to kill the Heavenly Silkworm King. Once he is slain, wipe out the entire Heavenly Silkworm clan!” The figures of the Four Ancestral Shamans appeared before Zhu Jiuyin in an instant. As their auras surged, they drew in and exhaled the vital energy of heaven and earth. Zhu Jiuyin spoke in a deep voice.