Chapter 145 I Want to Place a Bet Too!

Traffic is heavy during holidays, and traffic jams on the road are inevitable.

In the past, when Wen Zhixia traveled back alone, getting stuck in traffic was the most annoying thing. But now, with Chen Shi'an keeping her company, she could sit through even the worst traffic jam with ease.

Chen Shi'an looked out through the car window. The traffic ahead had formed a long dragon-like queue, and the mobile navigation map displayed a red congested route with an estimated delay of twenty minutes.

Chen Shi'an was quite curious about what had actually happened ahead.

"If we split up, what on earth are we looking for?" Yue Ming's question was also the doubt in everyone's minds. Wei Renwu had simply told them to split up, but not a single word was mentioned about what they were actually supposed to do once they did.

"Indeed! Some people deserve to be killed. If you won't kill them, I'll help you solve a bit of trouble!" Without waiting to be invited, Chen Feng sat down on the sofa on his own accord. It wasn't out of disrespect, but rather because he needed to place his status on an equal footing with this commanding officer, which would be beneficial for the negotiations that followed.

"Me... why shouldn't I? Look at the people in the Red Maple Base, aren't they living well? Is there anything they have that I haven't satisfied? But if someone else were to take over the Red Maple Base, do you think they would be like me?" Chen Feng looked at Liang Shijing with a smile at the corner of his mouth, his gaze unwavering without the slightest trace of hesitation.

Countless cultivators who had once sought the Dao in vain sighed with deep emotion, but before they could finish lamenting, they were struck by the astonishing and thunderous scene of ten thousand beasts roaring.

As she spoke, Ning Xiyue burst into tears, looking as though she had suffered the most profound grievances.

Three thousand miles away, a new kind of monster appeared. It was a giant bird with a black crest, red feathers, and eyes blazing with fire. Its wings spanned more than ten zhang when fully spread, and beneath its talons each bore a fireball glowing a deep, dark red.

What on earth is wrong with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince? No one knows what is so good about Ning Xiyue that he likes her this way. It is simply unfair.

Li Luoxuan withdrew the Nightmare Cross from his body, and the dripping blood was exactly the same as when he fought Fan Yungeng a few years ago. The blood seemed to possess a spiritual intelligence, splitting into separate streams and flowing in an orderly fashion to form the wilderness wanderer's symbol of a blunt drill making fire with wood around Li Luoxuan.

Separated by a mere dozen meters, the sound rapidly faded away! With eyes brimming with internal energy, he still could not clearly make out what had happened. How could Wang Shixian spare the attention to open the box? He immediately pushed the latch back into place, accelerated his movement, and chased after Su Weiyang, who was four or five meters ahead.

What kind of poem should he recite? Thinking it over and over, there seemed to be no poem suitable for a scene like this.

At that moment, class began. Zhang Lin and Chen Dong hurriedly returned to the classroom. However, just as they walked past the podium, they saw Li Zimeng looking at Chen Dong with a smile, yet the moment she saw him, she was so startled that she quickly turned her head away.

Just as Zhang Xin's voice trailed off, she appeared at the doorway of the hospital ward. Her complexion at that moment was somewhat pale, clearly covered with a layer of foundation makeup.

"Do you feel that Old Gui's approach is unacceptable, and that doing such a thing is an insult? Has your pride been hurt? Do you think that by not doing this, you can face Liu Hui, believing that a real man wouldn't do such a thing, right?" Wang Lin asked.

The old man smiled and said, "His Majesty is indeed a man of principle and keeps his word. This old man will surely keep the health and well-being of Prince Goujian in mind! This old man must return to refine medicinal pills and will not disturb His Majesty any further. Please, Your Majesty, remember Prince Fan Li's daily greeting of 'all is well'. This old man takes his leave!" With that, he bowed sideways with cupped hands and stepped outward.

The Demon-Extermination Alliance was currently camped in a large mountain valley. Looking from afar, the tents were too numerous to count. Although night had already fallen, all the lanterns were brightly lit, and the atmosphere was immensely bustling.

Only then did I realize why Lu Beibei had called me out back then, yet refused to tell me anything. It turned out that everything was part of his layout. And upon returning, seeing that the ward was empty, he showed not the slightest bit of anxiety; instead, with a clear and definite objective, he headed straight for the emergency room.