Chapter Eighty-Nine

Blinking in some dismay, Tang Tang let out a soft sigh. How had she ever fallen for this man?

A willow-slender waist, a face like a lotus bloom, a trace of frivolity about him, yet utterly ruthless. The lift at the corners of his eyes carried an ineffable cold cruelty, and it was precisely that commanding presence that enabled him to lead one of the four great families of the martial world.

He was referring to the earlier unrest and the struggle for rights. At his words, Jiang Lan clenched her fists in anger. The man meant to force her consent through the pressure of public opinion. By deliberately bringing up the riot before everyone, he was making it known that she owed him a debt of gratitude. And if she owed him, then she had no reason to refuse.

Tang Tang lay quietly along a tree branch, gazing up at the sky. There was a strange hollowness in her eyes. These past few days, she had felt an unshakable helplessness, and a faint sorrow welled quietly in her heart.

His fleshly body was like thunder-forged steel, vast and peerless, resting in a state of fierce and perfect consummation. It was a terrifying mode of existence. At this moment, the Battle Demon Buddha’s corporeal form had reached the utmost limit, and even his words seemed to carry the power of thunder.

This time, the assault was even more ferocious than before; Ye Fantian’s head was driven deep into the ground.

If the other side truly had some ulterior purpose, Yan Yize believed they would certainly call and state their demands.

“We’ll return to the palace together,” Bai Shaozi added, his long, well-defined fingers lightly gliding across the cabinet.

Blue martial energy flowed from the hilt and wrapped itself around the long, supple sword. That surging force was like a snarling tiger rumbling low in its throat, roiling and seething, eager for the attack soon to come.

In the eastern riverlands, in Wu Commandery, Cai Mao traveled day and night without pause and at last arrived, only to learn that the Sun brothers were absent, having gone hunting. They were unlikely to return within the next few days.

A moment later, the gates of Wushao City, which had remained shut all morning, were thrown wide open, and Pang Guang emerged with several hundred soldiers, great sabers in hand.

In no mood to bother with the rest of the trash, Chen Jin sprang across the entire beast-fighting arena in a single leap and landed directly on the opposite main platform. At that moment, the gourmet Tsukiyama Shu had already slipped through the door behind the curtain, and Chen Jin, arriving in the blink of an eye, chased after him without pause.

Betrayal springs from the desire to live, from greed for wealth. Zhang Tiansheng could fully understand why they had done it, but he could never approve. This was naked betrayal, an act of treachery and injustice.

Unlike the local toughs who ran bars before the apocalypse, after the end of the world no bar could operate without military permission, and many were even run directly by the army.

Bang! The door was shoved violently open, and Nightingale strode in, staring fixedly at Yu Chao’s back as he was stuffing himself with food and drink.

In the main hall of the Li family’s final stronghold, a dense ring of black-clad men surrounded Malone at the center.

Sometimes the most terrifying thing in the world is not death, but dying without ever knowing how one died. During Liu Bei’s brief two-day visit to Xiangyang, he felt that terror for the first time. Even though every word Zhuge Liang spoke was sound and reasonable, it could not dispel the dejection weighing on Liu Bei’s heart.

Moreover, he had already gone over every step of tonight’s proceedings with meticulous care, fearful that something might have been overlooked or that another accident might occur.

Petrification. That was the hidden strength of this motorcycle hunter, and the first time he had ever displayed such a strange superhuman ability. The other motorcycle hunters ahead of him were dumbstruck; they had truly never imagined that the man who slept in the same dormitory as they did had concealed so deeply such a formidable power.

Zhu Huang lowered his head. The burly man, always grim and sinister, bowed it now; when he saw Xiahou Ce flick his sleeve and stride into the neighboring room where Song Yiyi was staying, the corners of his mouth twitched.

His expression looked almost convulsive, his face written all over with disbelief. More and more, he began to suspect whether the Song Yuchen before him was really Gu Meng’s biological son. Did any real son speak of his own mother that way?

That was a future she had never been able to foresee. Even Ling Jing and Li Wuxin had failed to foresee it. Their future was not destined to be calm and beautiful.

And at that very moment, the Supreme Demon Emperor standing before them suddenly split into two. In an instant, the two bodies divided again, abruptly becoming four Supreme Demon Emperors; then the four split once more, directly becoming eight.

The Golden Capital Nightclub was Dragon Gate territory. These people intended to carve up Dragon Gate, and had even chosen Dragon Gate’s own ground as the site of this meeting. It was the greatest humiliation imaginable for Dragon Gate.

Thud, thud, thud. Zhao Fuxin knocked several times on Big Niu’s door, but there was still no response, so he simply pushed it open and went in. Big Niu was lying on the bed staring at the ceiling, clearly still simmering with anger. Zhao Fuxin shut the door and walked over to him.

In the fourth game, VG resolved to stake everything on one throw and stopped giving Marquis a utility mid like Karma. Instead, they chose the late-game magic carry Viktor, and also secured Xuanxuanpi’s best champion, Ashe.

Song Yiyi was highly vigilant, and she also knew that Song Yao had gone to find Liu Xinhe. At once, her thoughts turned elsewhere.

Si Li nodded, cast an immortal art to take the immobile Ji Heng’e with him, and then turned and left together with Hao Shen and the others.

In the next instant, the aura around both of them rose in surging waves, exploding directly from the third level of Nascent Soul to the fourth, crossing in one bound into the middle stage of the Nascent Soul realm.

And with so many villages in the surrounding area, and only this handful of people, even if they spent two full months on it, they still might not be able to perform the whole thing everywhere.

“All gene warriors, hear my command! Kill Chen Xuanwu for me!” Xuanyuan Hao’s shrill voice rang out abruptly, his face twisted with savage, frenzied malice.

After leaving the room, the three of them went straight into the one across the hall. This time, however, they did not stay long before Hao Shen and Sun Xin came back out. Gintoki was still asleep, and they could not wake him no matter how hard they knocked. In the end, Hao Shen could only leave Ah Xu there and let him amuse himself freely.

The allied forces’ vast numbers of soldiers existed only to stop the enemy from invading their homeland. To truly defeat the enemy, in the end, one had to rely on the very highest tier of power.

“Supernatural... organism... Fine, yes, that’s me. I have to admit, your methods are impressive. I mean the methods you used to discover me.” Hao Shen’s mouth twitched twice, deeply exasperated by the title, but he still nodded and, with no other choice, acknowledged it.