Volume 1, Chapter 61: The Junior Sister Protects the Dharma

Qin Zheng sprinted like a flying gale, rushing out of the pleasure house. Right among the night-watchmen gathered at the entrance, he stepped directly on He Liu's forehead and surged forward at a mad pace.

He Liu was a man of short stature, and under that stomp, he was instantly compressed even further. He had to stretch his neck hard for a long while before returning to normal.

Reaching the foot of the city wall, the sound of battle drums suddenly erupted from outside. Tian Yu's body stiffened for a fraction of a second, but he instantly recovered, his expression remaining calm and unruffled. He dismounted from his horse and walked up the city wall with great ease.

Yet the more he acted this way, the more Zhou Feng despised him. It was obvious that Tian Yu's mastery of the Heavenly Demonic Sound had not yet reached perfection, and he could only rely on this kind of continuous infusion of the sound to sustain it.

According to the traditional rule that the left side is honorable and the right side is secondary, Cui Puyuan swept his gaze across the room and instantly determined the hierarchy of the two men in the hall. The person sitting on the left must be the military defender of Fuliu County, while the one on the right was the secretary.

Just as Zhou Feng and Li Fangyuan were talking, Vajra, who was in charge of clearing the path ahead, sent back a message.

Although Chen Ying's words were not entirely clear, Ye Ning already understood. As he had expected, Chen Ying had also set her sights on this share of merit.

His words of comfort only made Ghost Phoenix feel even more sorrowful. Tears streamed down her face like falling rain, and her pearl-like tears caused ripples to spread across the surface of the cold pool, leaving it restless. She was truly heartbroken.

"Auntie?" Wang Rong looked at Chen Yueyun in a daze. Chen Yueyun's face was wrapped up so tightly that her expression was unreadable. Shifting his gaze back to Lin Dai, and catching the provocative glint in the corners of her eyes, Wang Rong finally realized that this girl had done it on purpose.

"Xueling, your mother's health doesn't seem very good. Is she ill?" During a casual chat after a training session, Li Feng brought up the matter.

Thinking of this, Liu Xin dismissed the thought of retreating. He could now see clearly that this place might well be the bone-puppet chamber where White Bone Peak manufactured or stored bone puppets. Therefore, he had to go in and investigate for himself; perhaps he could discover the secret method of crafting bone puppets here.

However, once the medical kit landed, all the players could see it clearly. Naturally, it was impossible that he was the only one eyeing it covetously. Even if they couldn't use it right away, those players could keep it as an emergency backup. The usefulness of a medical kit was self-evident and extremely crucial.

At that very moment, several streaks of light flashed from behind the hill and abruptly descended upon the stone city.

Lianzi's cheeks were flushed completely red, and she lowered her head, not daring to meet his gaze. Taishan was covered in cold sweat, pretending that he couldn't hear anything either.

"Wear what, Dongyue? There's no one else in this room anyway! I'm planning to sleep in the nude later on. Why don't the two of us do it together?" Linda said with a grin.

Chang'an Village had long been overcrowded. Everyone simply went on strike, halting all the factories entirely just to wait for the arrival of Dong Dazhi.

Yes, the person who emerged from the house—the one the Vietnamese gunman referred to as "Boss"—was none other than Ye Peiyuan.

After sprinting several hundred meters, Ximen Jing looked back and saw that figure clinging to him like a maggot on rotting bones, following closely far behind.

The people before him were all old acquaintances from Dongyang. Aside from those very close to him, Gongsun Wuzhi, Shangguan Lou, the Supreme Being Wucang, Sword Prince, and Liu Qing were all already present.

Upon hearing the price, Dong Dazhi frowned. The money he had left amounted to only a little over one hundred thousand, which was still a bit tight if he wanted to buy this advertisement.

Even if that person were to kill them on the spot, they wouldn't mind—provided anyone was actually capable of doing so.

Seeing that the UFO had no weapons or equipment, the F-16 fighters launched wave after wave of attacks against it. If Cheng Gang and Cai Jianwei hadn't practiced and mastered excellent evasive flying techniques while playing with model Apaches that very day, they would have been finished in less than a minute.