Chapter Ninety-Five

The doctor said it was only a bit of fright and some soft-tissue bruising, nothing serious at all. The little girl was unharmed, and she had fought with her life to protect her. Lu Qingfan felt that Yan Xinran was not difficult to get along with, so he told him about Ji Ruyu’s condition as well, hoping to put him at ease.

“Many thanks, honored sect master. I had only said the other day that I wanted to go out and have a look. Since such a fine chance has come, then my husband and I shall take our son to see it for ourselves,” said Yue Qingcheng.

At last Ge Tian reached Lin Xiang’s side. A dreadful aura instantly shrouded Lin Xiang, as if he had been cast into a hellish sea of blood. Everywhere he looked was red, endless and boundless, and from this one could see how frenzied Ge Tian’s slaughter had been, enough to make one’s heart tremble with fear.

Yet just after Nick finished speaking, his head was suddenly struck hard. He lowered the binoculars, about to curse, only to find Old Master Tang wearing a cold smile and looking at him. Moore, unable to hold it in, doubled over laughing.

As for the strongest Gold-robed Envoys, they rarely moved about the continent. Even the helmsmen of vassal powers such as Cloud Heaven Mountain and the Reversal Sun Banner did not know the ordinary realm of a Gold-robed Envoy, much less the standard mount that accompanied one.

The fearsome creature’s body, once so hard and unbreakable, was now in tatters. Horrifying cracks covered it from head to toe, and green blood mingled with terrible baleful energy as it flowed incessantly. Its terrifying aura had long since dispersed, and it trembled all over, its hands already split open.

With each surge of electricity, Zhang Long’s whole body would be marked by multiple gashes like lash wounds. Through those gashes, blood as red as flame would roll out in torrents, after which the wounds would swiftly mend.

He changed positions in midair in a frantic bid to evade the opponent’s dogged pursuit. Before he could even steady himself, the giant azure-scaled alligator and the snake-bodied demon had almost simultaneously appeared before Fang Ye and struck to kill.

The key point was Zhang Long’s age. If given time, what would he become? By then, even if they wanted to do anything about him, they would likely be powerless.

Flower Revival was shaken to the core, and her heart could not help but pound faster and faster. She suddenly felt that Jun Linian was the most eloquent man in the world when it came to sweet nothings.

As for Lian Haifan, Qian Shan had no intention of selling him any medicine water at all. At most, he would give him the leftovers.

Seeing the foreign shape half-kneeling on the ground, Yue Lin伸 out her crimson finger and dipped it into a trace of frothing venom. Containing three kinds of toxins, the venom began to corrode the Blood Spirit Finger.

He recognized all four heavenly treasures. They could be used to prepare an excellent medicinal bath, and he would simply keep them at home for the time being and use them after returning, after all his current strength had to break through before it could continue to rise.

Zhang San had no choice but to arrange for Le He to handle the matters of Qingyutang first and only come join him after everything was settled. After seeing Le He off, Zhang San also stepped out of the cabin and saw Gongsun Sheng standing at the bow, gazing at the river water.

It was obvious that Blood Spirit was turning the tables, first to guard against Jiang Shi playing tricks, and second to force him onto the same side as himself.

Qin Han very much wanted to comfort her with a few words. After all, she was the one with real talent and learning; he was merely a fellow with cheats.

Jia Cong was not one of the Six Thieves, and even in the Water Margin his name had never appeared, so Zhang San was not the least bit worried. Zhang San then flipped farther on to news from the palace. After the Jia family matter, he arranged for people to infiltrate the Prince Duan’s residence and draw close to the eunuch who followed the prince.

Zhao Qiujin knelt below, watching He Shuijing’s unusually strange expression, and a vague premonition of unease stirred in her heart.

While Zhao Feifei was still lost in her reverie, Qianshan suddenly sensed danger approaching. In an instant, he circulated his cultivation art, and his indomitable body manifested at once.

The result of dividing his attention was that Hao Yu’s movements paused. At that very moment, from a large tree not far away came Guo Huitong’s warning cry. It sounded faintly timid, yet was full of anxiety.

Jiang Xie curled his lip and said, “I’ll find it myself. I’m not used to other people arranging things for me.” Having said that, he planned to turn the theater Lin had given him into an anti-corruption bureau, and maybe even run some business on the side. It suited him quite well.

Then Chenchen resisted and pushed the boy, but to her surprise the boy’s body flew up and smashed against the wall at once, breaking his leg and snapping several ribs.

“Then who will command the troops? The great generals in the army all know the Feather Emperor, and they cannot deploy a King-level expert,” the Great Elder asked again.

As if stunned by the girl’s words, Lin Jie paused, forced down the anger in his eyes, and slowly sat back down on the chair.

At the same time, however, he was also exhilarated. Over these past three years, the baleful core within him had continued to condense, yet it always fell just short by a hair. Now, seeing such powerful baleful energy in the blood pool, his baleful core would surely be completed this time.

“Ten days. No, at most seven. Our reinforcements will arrive, and that will be a force absolutely capable of tearing the Dragon City army to pieces,” Dylan said through clenched teeth.

Compared with them, several others were already clutching their wrists or pressing their thighs, and the difference was truly glaring.

As long as we do this, you won’t have to fear being unjustified or lacking proper standing.” The man in yellow made a slicing gesture across his own throat.

Inside the narrow passage, there was a pure earthy smell, but even more refreshing was the faint, elegant fragrance naturally drifting from Nangong Mingyue’s body. After crawling for about six minutes, they came to the other end of the passage.

“Just woke up. You mustn’t rub your eyes; your hands are full of germs.” After saying this, Leng Ruo quickly used a clean handkerchief to wipe Chenchen’s eyes, then rubbed her face a couple of times with her hand to wake her up.

If she had merely escaped with her life amid the chaos of battle before, that could still be explained. But if she pulled off such a thing again, it would be hard not to arouse suspicion.

Who would have thought that the instant the chessboard was overturned, nearly a hundred guards would pour out? Seeing those gleaming silver blades, Mo Ziqi could not help swallowing.

Fanny, running at full tilt, had now overtaken Andrad and become the person closest to the goal.

Ao Hou thought to himself that with his current strength, if he were to exchange blows with the Bull Demon King, it would be exceedingly difficult for him to escape with his life.

Immediately afterward, the foreign tribal man laughed with delight and, of his own accord, lay down on the rack with his back to the soldiers.