128 Super Hero 37

It was already twelve-thirty in the morning. He waited by the roadside for a full ten minutes before a car finally arrived.

"Alright, enough chatter. It’s time. Let’s go," Lin Nan said, hanging up the phone. He walked out of the office and drove Xia Meng’s sports car out with Wang Li, though he was worried it might be too conspicuous.

Qiao Xu froze, looking up at him with a hint of confusion. Their eyes met, and seeing the bitter look in his, her heart tightened abruptly.

Lu Moqing spoke first. In front of Bai Yu, as if to stake his claim, he reached out, pulled Qiao Xu into his arms, and led her away.

"No, you can't go. I'm scared if you leave," Su Shanshan said, clinging to him tightly, as if he would vanish the moment she let go.

Chen Xi ignored these details, walking along the edge of the counter while examining the jade inside the glass cases.

He waited for Su Shanshan by the computer. She was slow to reply, and he wondered if she was set to invisible. Could it be that she couldn't see him?

They had even visited the place where Ye Tian appeared last night, but unfortunately, they arrived too late, only to find a car engulfed in raging flames.

But with usury, where interest piles upon interest, the land was lost within three years. They could only rely on his father’s odd jobs to make ends meet; how could they ever pay it back?

Upon hearing this, Shang Yu tried unleashing a "Great Gang Qi Palm" and discovered that his internal energy had not diminished in the slightest.

Yu Mi looked toward Xiong Huang, as did Lei Wan and Bo He. After all, with Yan Sun dead and Aconite yet to be found, Xiong Huang was the leader of the trench.

In truth, Shang Yu did not want to lie to Zhao Gang, nor did he want to expose Li Yunlong’s concealment, so he spoke that way intentionally.

When the words "family ruined and home destroyed" were spoken so lightly by An Wanghai, it sent a chill down Tang Anshu’s spine. He knew well that a person seeking revenge could turn into a monster—a monster that would devour everything, even its own conscience.

***

"Where did Shangguan Yunjue, Nangong Ze, and Shi Yang from Class 22, Grade 1 go?" the gym teacher asked, scanning the formation.

Now, because of the Mu Xuehan incident, Ye Fan was truly troubled that Ye Shuigen actually wanted to teach him a lesson.

Zhou Yi likely didn't know about the last time he went to the Void Battlefield, as he had halted time and space in that entire realm. Every living being in that great world, even the Four Heavenly Monarchs, had a stick of incense's worth of time permanently stolen from them without ever realizing it.

"Fine. I’ll give you three more days." After abruptly cutting off the communication, Ai sat on the sofa, lost in thought for a long time.

Sometimes, when there is too much in one's mind, one doesn't know where to begin thinking, and thus the excitement fades.

Upon hearing this, Murong Fu tried firing a shot, blasting a large hole in the hill in front of him, and was very satisfied.

Xuan Lishuang murmured this, and Feng Beilie felt as if he had been granted an amnesty, his chest finally relaxing.

Wang Xi felt helpless when she said this, so he could only whisper, "How about this? Shall I go in and ask? Could you wait a moment longer?" In his heart, he knew there wouldn't be a good outcome, but since Concubine Jiang was his master, he couldn't just refuse her directly, could he?

He walked up to her, wiped the... uh, water from her face with a handkerchief, and then smiled at her. Without a hint of disgust, he pulled her directly into his embrace.

Lin Shuangshuang was now at the intermediate spirit master level herself. Had she not been delayed by other matters this year, she could have participated in the entrance exam as well.

A month later, all officials and generals had successfully arrived at their posts in Western Qi, personally overseeing the construction of the prefectural offices. Prime Minister Jiang Hua also moved his entire family to Dongdan to participate in the morning court sessions.

Seeing Xia Tianmeng like this, Huo Yiqing couldn't help but stroke her soft hair. Although there was no expression on his stern face, one could feel the temperature around him rising.

The autumn and winter seasons were dry, and a fine layer of dust covered the yellow earth. As Xuan sped across, he kicked up a rolling cloud of yellow dust that followed him like a clawing, snarling yellow dragon. Seeing such momentum, Yinzi was suddenly filled with excitement; it stretched its four long legs and gave chase—who could match its speed?

***

Her sleeve was torn by the intruder’s sharp blade, her skin split open, and bright red blood began to trickle out.

Nalan Qingyao was naturally thinking about how to keep Huangfu Minghan in a good mood for the remaining time so that he would unlock the final layer of the restriction for her.

The Imperial City? A faint, imperceptible smirk touched Feng Chuge’s lips. She had noticed Mo Su eyeing her with renewed scrutiny earlier, so she played along. So, he had mistaken her for someone from the Imperial City.

Hearing Wang Tiedan’s cry, Ye Shanghan forced himself to calm down. While frantically wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, he used his X-ray vision to scan Wang Tiedan’s entire body.

In Lin Jue’s eyes, Guo Kun saw a trace of unyielding courage. Thinking of his father’s letter urging him to fully cooperate with Lin Jue’s arrangements, and given that he was truly at his wit's end, he realized he had to rely on this brother-in-law and didn't need to be so harsh. He snorted and withdrew his gaze.

For now, Ye Shanghan’s identity was merely that of a student—a student who had committed a grave error—so he naturally had to do as the counselor said.

Tong Muhe was even happier, enduring the suppression of the anti-air formation to keep flying, constantly merging and splitting into various divine birds, repeating the practice, and changing his techniques. Tong Muhe liked to use living people for sparring, but now he had to make do with fierce corpses to hone his skills.

Just as everyone thought they were about to collide and wore expressions of terror, the car suddenly drifted, skidding to a halt sideways in front of the carriage.

Immediately, the black and white colors within the oppressive Taiji diagram in front of Xu Liang, which had been spinning rapidly, began to slow their rotation. The other two oppressive Taiji diagrams that had been lunging toward Xu Liang’s sides also simultaneously slowed the black and white rotation that had been chasing each other at their centers.

Luo Lin reached out a claw, grabbed the fur on the jackal’s neck, and flung it away just as its claws were about to touch Nina.

Ignoring the innkeeper’s gaze, Luo Lin walked toward the mask that had been knocked to the ground nearest to him. He reached out from his mage’s robe, bent down to pick up the white Kachi mask, and examined it carefully.