Chapter Thirty-Seven: On the Verge of Promotion

Liang Hanqing stood at the doorway, watching Zhu Fang sit on the sofa cracking melon seeds. His anger flared up, and it took several deep breaths to suppress it.

"Zhu Fang, are you going or not?"

"What's the rush? I heard Song Mingrui’s wife is a local from Yucheng and has been in the countryside for several years. What kind of good things could they possibly have in the countryside? To boastfully invite us to dinner—I doubt they can make anything decent."

"Whether they can make it or not, they’ve still extended the invitation. As a guest..."

Tuoyue arrived at the private room arranged by Liangyu. The lights in the private room on the second floor of the tavern across the window had not yet been lit.

At this moment, Abra was being besieged by two experts of the Dao-Walking stage. Although Abra was formidable, he was not in immediate danger of being defeated or killed.

Moreover, he had said himself that as long as one could step into the Saint Realm, he would allow both of them to come and go freely, and he would even bring more mentors over to help.

Sun Fujia wore a cold expression as he strode forward. He bypassed the main hall and came to the side hall, where he indeed saw Yang Shidao chatting with a refined-looking young man. The two were laughing and talking, clearly on very good terms.

The tall man turned around. His face was still that of Xiao Yang from years ago, only with a bit more ferocity.

These assault vehicles were welded with thin steel plates, the window glass had been replaced with wire mesh, the front bumpers were reinforced, and a Type 98 heavy machine gun was mounted on the roof. They were armed to the teeth.

Because of the long, uninterrupted walking, Zhang Ziqi's feet had begun to ache and swell.

Without time to think, Huang Xuanling quickly placed his right hand on Huang Taolue's back, channeling his inner energy into Huang Taolue's body to help stabilize his surging and unstable aura.

In the past, whenever they intimidated others, a single sentence was enough to make the other party back down and obediently follow them.

But Sudi never expected that the man sitting with Tang Yan and Luo Xin would ruin his good mood for the entire evening.

The entire Nile City was in an uproar. Once the Celestial Realm appeared, it naturally caused a huge sensation. Those around wore looks of shock, and even the contestants in the alchemy competition stopped their work, staring blankly at the sky.

After all, Zhou Yu's departure from Liubo City had always been kept secret. Even if Yun Luohai kept people watching in Liubo City, they could not know about it immediately, much less the details.

However, at this moment, as he stroked her soft long hair and caught the familiar, faint fragrance, he felt his heart begin to waver.

"Don't worry, I will make sure you have a 'fun' time!" Ling Xiao said with a smile, though there was a hint of evil in it.

"Don't worry, Teacher Xiao and Senior Brother Lei are living very comfortably. Before I came here, they even told me that if I ever saw you on the Profound Heaven Continent, I must tell you that they are doing well and hope you take good care of yourself," Yun Fan said with a smile as he turned his head.

Chang Xu had just been acting on a sudden impulse. Once reminded by Mo Liu, he realized it was not the right time to clash with Zhang Yuanhao.

In this empty underground space, Mo Liu could clearly hear him chanting some complex incantation. Beneath his feet was a gray magic circle.

Seeing the changes in the valley, Bai Mufei knew from his experience that a formation had been set up, and it was of high quality. Chen Yong was truly wealthy beyond measure. Bai Mufei recalled the inner armor Chen Yong wore, which even his strongest attacks could not penetrate.

If we look ahead by one month, we will realize how many players were deeply impressed by this day.

However, having a vague goal on the path of cultivation did not mean that one's actions were aimless. At the very least, Zhou Yu now knew exactly what he needed to do.

Seeing Yang Yun's worried eyes, Che Yingjie broke his usual cold demeanor and said to her.

This time, Bai Yuting was on a mission for the Star-Moon Auction. The members of the Bai family had already left for Tiannan Ancient Town in advance; it was only because she had agreed to go with Yue Lingshan that she had been delayed by a few days.

If the two joined forces, they could even contend with a half-step Earth-Dao Venerable. Even with Lin Buzheng's formidable strength, he had to make concessions for now to avoid suffering losses.

Yet at this moment, looking into Lin Buzheng's eyes, for some reason, a sense of extreme panic and unease suddenly rose in her heart, and she hesitated to strike.

The entire body emitted ripples of divine light, illuminating the entire underground river and the surrounding caves for several miles.

The incident was massive at the time and almost made the news, but it was suppressed by Gao Daguang and Xiao Wei working together.

Bai Shasha could only do so much. She had been shelved and was nearly in a financial deficit; she could not continue to pour money in like this.

Xu Qiangwei felt that if she stained the light coffee-colored carpet in the hallway with blood, she would be too ashamed to face anyone.

But in the two months since Shen Lang arrived in Huahai City, some of his actions had overturned her perceptions in certain respects.

In fact, Ji Yang was not as skilled at picking up women as Huang Tianhua thought; he simply had access to many channels for learning such methods.

After saying this, Shangguan Wan'er suddenly threw herself into Lu Jin's arms and couldn't help but weep with sorrow.

Betrayal was out of the question; at most, they would just learn some martial arts. In the capital, if they didn't like someone, they would bully them. Otherwise, why learn martial arts? To uphold justice? Don't be ridiculous. They were young masters; the police were for upholding justice, and they weren't doctors to save lives.

"We'll see," Feng Yiming said, turning his head away from the box on the table. He went out and told Peng Shinian to call Gu Ren and have him come entertain these two Hong Kong boys.

Although she didn't speak, the look of longing in those blue eyes as she stared at the restaurant was plain to see.

It would have been fine if Xia You were an ordinary person, but he was very handsome and seemed to be on very good terms with the older girl named Kawasaki Saki who had just taken her to the restroom.

When Zhao Gao and his two companions broke into Youlan Pavilion, they only saw a stout man in plain clothes, his face covered by his hair, hanging from a crossbeam by a white silk sash. A golden-nanmu chair carved with dragons and phoenixes had been kicked far away. Clearly, the character struggling with his feet was Emperor Aizong of Jin, Wanyan Shouxu.