Chapter 131: Fu Yixing's Conspiracy

Fu Chen’s face was expressionless, but his eyes revealed his resolve. He was genuinely afraid that Song Hui might lose control once Fu Henian and Ke Jing went inside. He absolutely could not allow anything else to happen to Song Hui.

“Dad, she really is asleep. The doctor said she needs a good environment in which to rest.” To persuade Fu Henian, he added, “The doctor said Huaiqing has polycystic ovary syndrome. She was fortunate to conceive this child, but she may have great difficulty becoming pregnant again in the future.”

Fu Henian had initially been somewhat displeased, but upon hearing this, he calmed down a little. The Fu family needed descendants to carry on its legacy. He had never expected an accident to lead to such consequences. In his heart, his fondness for Ke Jing...

“What do you want, then?” Shangguan Ziqi began to grow cautious. She crossed her slender hands over her chest and demanded angrily.

No sooner had Mo Qinghua stepped into the practice room than the students sharing the room erupted into animated discussion.

“Just a passerby? Or perhaps a suitor who strikes me as troublesome?” Gong Yu furrowed his brows and answered Xia Anxi’s question seriously.

During the latter half of his first year of high school, the weather was sweltering. He and Su Wan ate the watermelon his grandmother had chilled in cold water while sitting in the courtyard and gazing at the stars.

In the present age, a common-born person without power was like a lone boat upon the sea. It was impossible to travel very far, and crossing the shore was an even more extravagant hope. At any moment, one might be swallowed by the raging waves.

Over there, Fang Zheng was pondering how to deal with the aftereffects of using a cross-realm killing technique, which had left his entire body drained. Here, Kou Yu could only stare at the attack hurtling toward him, filled with grief and frustration.

Xu Chu and Dian Wei were widely acknowledged as the two fiercest generals under Cao Cao. That Zhang Fei and Pan Feng could fight the two of them to a standstill could not help but astonish Cao Cao and awaken his appreciation for talented men.

How he had delivered that palm strike was not especially difficult to explain. As his own abilities continued to grow, he would certainly be able to learn it. But he had clearly lost consciousness after being struck by Dantai Gu’s palm. How, then, had he managed to fight an army of thirty thousand without even realizing it?

Zi Dan hurriedly acknowledged him, then pulled the stunned Zhong De backward. Chu Yang rushed toward the zombie. Just as expected, the zombie was turning its head, preparing to bite Guantai from behind. Chu Yang hastily leaped into the air, spun around, and kicked the zombie squarely in the jaw.

“It should have been forty years ago, since Lin Pinggui would have been only a few years old at the time. As for now... I can only hope the old fellow proves himself.” Mu Lanzhou nodded and spoke indifferently, looking utterly unconcerned.

For the past two days, I had not cultivated properly. Instead, I had remained near Madam Fox’s room, terrified that her soul might dissipate.

“Well, that’s a long story!” I rubbed my head, unsure where to begin. Of course, that bizarre experience had been so strange that I truly had no idea how to recount it to her in detail.

The Confucian cultivator was just about to give chase when his heart suddenly jolted. His marshland seemed to have been covered by another layer of marsh. His first thought was that the hidden third opponent had appeared.

I turned to glance at Zi Xian. She wore an expression as though everything were perfectly natural, and beneath her cold, stern features, she revealed little emotion.

Kou Moyi lay on the bed and wearily closed his eyes. The corners of his lips, however, still curved upward ever so slightly.

Thus, Zhang Lingya had gone from being hopelessly infatuated with Zhong Changyue to casting him completely from her mind. Now, upon hearing True Lord Yun’an’s sour remarks, she did not know what to say. She merely listened in silence without offering any response.

Besides, when had Su Qing become a divine adept? And when had her cultivation reached such profound heights? He could not make sense of it.

Liu Menglan seemed extremely displeased. She glared and said, “Senior Brother Yi said he would do it for me, so I don’t need to worry about it.” Having finished, she looked smug, seemingly very proud of herself.

Doubting whether he was dreaming, he pinched his cheek as hard as he could. “Ow!” he cried out in pain.

Every member of the Fire Clan who had reached the Profound Meaning Realm had acknowledged Huo Lie as their Holy Lord alongside him. The highest cultivation of the rest was merely the ninth level of the Divine Spirit Realm. Even if they reached the peak, Qin Yu was still certain of victory.