Chapter 139

“Auntie really likes you. For Xiaomian to have you as his partner is a blessing for him.” He Rong began with lavish praise.

Su Yun nodded inwardly. She agreed with that much. However, she would never casually promise He Rong anything. This was a matter of principle, and principles could not be compromised.

But experience made all the difference. Let us see how He Rong would conquer Su Yun’s heart, step by step.

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Before the officers left, one of them—a tall, thin policeman—took several extra glances at Fang Bai, his expression somewhat peculiar.

Bit silently removed the shotgun he carried, then touched the ammunition pouch at his waist. There did not seem to be much left inside. With a click, he closed the chamber. True, he was running low on bullets—but Bit still had a pair of fists.

He had originally planned to part ways with Wei Zijin and the others once they entered the city. But now he was worried that Spark and the others might run into trouble on the road, and also feared that the Prince of Lu’s men might attack Shangguan Haitang along the way. He therefore had no choice but to escort them personally, and the two groups continued traveling together.

“Xiaoli said it’s a kind of fruit wine brewed from grapes. She said the alcohol content is low, so even if Madam is pregnant, she can still have a little,” Red Sister replied.

That way, he could also see whether Shen Mingzhu would be heartbroken and disillusioned—and whether she would still think Xiao Xian was so wonderful.

Even the emperor might not be able to summon her. After all, she did not belong to the active Shadow Guard system, nor was she someone the current Luo could command.

The Data Emperor’s swift reply was proof enough of his confidence. He had not hesitated in the slightest, as though he had agreed to something utterly trivial.

They had set out later than Xiao Che and the Jin envoys. They had to remain behind to handle the aftermath and make various arrangements before they could return to the capital.

Yet at some unknown moment, Fate Unbroken had appeared beside him, and a blood-red dagger, sharp as a demon’s fang, plunged into his body.

At dusk on the eve of the decisive battle, Lady Mica, Liang Chouxu, and Red Beauty were all in Yue Rong’s room, explaining the martial abilities of Ox Ghost Snake and analyzing their respective strengths and weaknesses. Lady Mica repeatedly urged and instructed Yue Rong, doing everything she could to bolster her for the battle the following day.

Hearing the Lord of the Demonic Path, Qian Yu took the Astral Compass from his robes. A flash of golden light burst forth, and he vanished from the spot.

Seeing that the eight mandala ice flowers surrounding him were on the verge of exploding, he held the black sword horizontally across the left side of his waist, then swept it forward, carving out a semicircle.

Li Tian thought to himself that, in the Nine Dragon Star Realm, only his second uncle would dare speak to Yin Jiu in such a manner. It was entirely in keeping with his second uncle’s character. The former Heaven-Slaying Sword Venerable of the Nine Dragon Star Realm, an unrivaled god of slaughter—how could he possibly take Yin Jiu seriously?

“Please, you flatter me. I never imagined that you were the renowned Master Qi! To receive such praise from you is truly overwhelming!” Jiang Shan said with an easy smile.

The only exception was Reiju, who had been watching Xili’s eyes all along and noticed the change in his gaze at the instant before he made his move.

Dong Boda fixed the opposing forces with his keen eyes. Comparing their clothing and appearance, he searched his memory for information about them.

“It’s all right. Big Sis will straighten out your father’s thinking for you. Your teacher was absolutely right: all human beings are equal.”

There was a world of difference between a High Heavenly God and a Supreme God. No matter how many High Gods there were, they could never stand against a Supreme God.

Mo Hanyan was the eldest son of the Mo family—or, more precisely, an illegitimate son. In the beginning, the Mo family had refused to acknowledge him. If the original owner had not been willing to spend money raising him, he probably would have had to drop out of high school and find a job.

A young man with an arrogant air blocked my path. He held a long sword and stood apart from the others. The sword was black, seven feet long—tall enough to match a man’s height—and half a foot wide.

“Mom, can I discuss something with you?” Qin Ge suddenly snatched the mop back from Xu Lan, his face solemn.

At that moment, how desperately she longed for a sturdy, broad shoulder to lean against, so that she could finally relax and soothe her taut, anxious heart.