Chapter Eighty-Five: The Wu Family Celebration

Ma Wu found the spectacle dull. He had spent his life fighting amid blood and gore, so such flashy, superficial technique held no appeal for him. But Wu Di, seated behind him, was wildly excited, shouting one moment and springing to his feet in applause the next.

Li Mida was a little puzzled and asked Ma Wu in a low voice, “Who’s sitting behind you?”

Ma Wu curled his lip. “Some idiot young master from the Wu family. I...”

Bu Qianhuai lay down at once in a place on the rooftop where no one would notice him. Only when the night had deepened did he suddenly open his eyes, take one last swig of wine, place the skin on the roof, and begin to observe in silence.

Lu Yan was sitting in a corner seat in economy class, an earphone still plugged into one ear, his eyes closed as though he were asleep.

He still could not quite fathom what the cat before him was thinking. In the end, he could only shrug and turn away from the windowsill. He also brought over the water dish from beside the bed.

“Cut the nonsense. What happened to Master Lu? Was he really driven away?” Han Bingbing had come over too. Seeing that Li Xiaoru had actually gone to ask about it, it seemed there really was something to it, and naturally her expression was not pleasant.

A roar even louder than before echoed and rebounded through the valley, while at the same time the ground trembled as though a giant serpent were turning over beneath it.

Moreover, Ye Yang’s entire brain could become both intangible and tangible, and it could also take on a state similar to a model of the universe. The spirit soul was the great cosmic formation, a spiritual universe unto itself. The brain was also a great cosmic formation, likewise a universe.

He did not ask Chen Xue why. He believed she would tell him the whole truth in time. Probably only after she had finished bandaging his wound would she explain everything to him. He would not press her.

As soon as the Spirit Emperor had spoken, the eunuch was drenched in sweat and kowtowed frantically, his head bobbing like a hoe at work. “Your Majesty, spare your anger! I was foolish and misled by rumors of the martial world. Your servant deserves to die ten thousand times over.” Even after saying that, he kept kowtowing, as though he had committed some grave offense.

“Very well, then. We’ll do as you say. But who should we choose to fight?” Long Fei asked.

So the car stopped here. Chen Xu stared blankly at the plain sign by the entrance, then at the diners inside the spotless glass windows, all eating with feverish enthusiasm, and could not help swallowing.

The gentle children born in the end were raised, while the dangerous offspring were killed by spears thrust into the cage, generation after generation of interbreeding continuing until the bloodline became stable.

But just as they reached the shop entrance, they saw Wang Ying, one hand cradling soy milk as she sipped it, the other stuffing a bun into her mouth.

After hesitating for a moment, Zhang Mingxu was the first to choose Luo Fan’s stinky tofu. He had long since been tempted by its aroma, and after smelling it all night he had been dying to know what it tasted like. Unfortunately, as a judge he could not simply step in and eat before now. At last, he could partake openly.

On the way back into the city, Chen Ye directly pulled out his third item, the Collector. With the buff of the dragon pit and the soul of the fire dragon still upon him, and at level fourteen, his damage had reached an extreme.

An Lingyin found it difficult to imagine such crude words coming from Bai Jinxi’s mouth. They bore no relation at all to that clean, refined face of his.

“Wait.” Lei Luowei noticed several bags in one corner of the room. After checking them, he found candles, mugwort sticks, and sulfur inside.

Ji Youyou held up twenty. At that moment, her yellowish face, plainly malnourished, was lit by a pair of huge almond-shaped eyes that shone with startling brilliance.

She truly had not expected business to have such deep and intricate rules, and even less had she expected that a half-price promotion could have consequences so far-reaching.

Fu Rongsheng took advantage of her not paying attention, strode forward in a few steps, pushed the door open, and caught her wrist, pinning her against it.

When she looked inside, the sunroom truly contained nothing at all. Apart from the glass overhead through which the sky could be seen, even the ground beneath their feet was bare yellow earth.