Chapter 18: Belated Affection Is Worth Less Than Grass

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Shen Feiyu’s attempt to bring the matter before Jian Tang had touched his forbidden boundary.

With her neck gripped tightly, Shen Feiyu met his murderous gaze and felt a chill run down her spine. She hurriedly shook her head, her eyes reddening as she tried to show her innocence.

Chen Bozhou did not loosen his grip. His lips brushed her ear as he warned coldly, “Get her away. If Tangtang finds out about us, I’ll make you... wish you were dead.”

The hand around her neck suddenly released her. Shen Feiyu clutched her throat and coughed.

Jian Tang raised a hand and knocked on the door, her tone concerned. “Shen Feiyu, what happened to you?”

Under Chen Bozhou’s icy stare, Shen Feiyu spoke hoarsely, “...”

“Boom!” Sure enough, after Li Xinyu finished speaking, a dull sound came from within Li Yan. It came from his heart. The instant he heard that Ji Qingying had been taken away, his heart seemed to stop beating—only to start again the very next moment.

The seat trembled slightly. They landed safely, without any mishap. This allowed Lin Yifan to breathe a sigh of relief and also confirmed that the night-walking ghosts had used the mark on that slip of paper to pinpoint his location and teleport directly beside him.

Thus, it was not only the soldiers—even the civilians streamed out of the hotel lobby, as though staying a moment longer would cost them their lives.

She now both loathed and hated Dan Jun. If she were not afraid of punishment from above, she would have dealt with him personally to vent the hatred in her heart.

Not wanting them to overthink the matter, I had no choice but to explain what had happened. Everyone understood at once, but I noticed that Guang Yu’s expression looked somewhat unpleasant.

“Good!” Ye Chan nodded, his eyes bloodshot. His temperament was equally proud, and after suffering such humiliation today, the enmity between them had been sealed.

Xing Chenmeng was knocked senseless. How had he collided with him? Why had his own sword veered off course?

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Anyone who came to watch a film would naturally form an opinion of it, and I would not be angered by such mockery. Yet a familiar feeling rose from the depths of my heart. My heart inexplicably fluttered, and I shifted my steps, slowly drawing closer to the two people from behind.

Feng Ye glanced at Mi Fei and could not help pondering. Strictly speaking, Mi Fei was the spirit of the Luo River, occupying a position there comparable to Ting Yao’s in the Chi River. As the goddess of the Luo River, she could also be said to have close ties with Yuan Kui. In that case, she ought to have some connection with him as well.

“Forget it. Leave her aside for now. Let us first consider how we should handle this flood-control operation,” said the Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit.

The group resumed their discussion, while Jin Xuan gazed thoughtfully at Yun Xiao’s retreating figure.

The three had no desire to waste words with the old man and hurried toward Zhongshan City. If the old man from Zhongshan Gate knew that he had allowed Zhongshan Gate’s wanted criminal, Xu Bufan, into Zhongshan City, he would probably regret it until his guts turned green.

“Commander in Chief!” “Captain Lang!”

At the same time, several Dragon Banners and several War Wolves rushed out. One of the Dragon Banners ran a few steps, then leaped into the air and threw himself at Lang Zhan.

An existence capable of instantly killing an early Foundation Establishment cultivator had an utterly unparalleled impact on everyone present. The most troubled now were the more than thirty people who had come with the old man. Their entire bodies were trembling.

There were so many of them that the number of cultivators reached six or seven thousand. Every one of them was at least at the peak of the late Yang Spirit stage. Yet none of them had chosen to set up tents or arrange any other temporary lodging.

Night began to fall, and the bus gradually grew crowded as it entered the evening rush hour. Carrying a large suitcase and a case for my instrument made things extremely inconvenient, so I had to divide my attention to keep watch over them. Besides, curious about the city, I spent most of the time gazing through the window at the streams of people and the flickering neon lights.

A true expert could reveal his skill with a single move. Just as Wang Zhaojun and Zheng Song were about to act, Lang Zhan imperceptibly shook his head. His hands and feet tensed; his left hand likewise formed a palm, his right foot straightened, and his right fist shot forward. He abandoned technique and chose to meet force with force.

Which of the hundred officials did not wish to climb onto the Ling family’s lofty branch? Yet none dared, and none could.

Below the city gate tower, apart from the already dead Purple-Azure Twin Swords and the Painted-Play Master, six experts remained.

Yang Lie could not help drawing in a sharp breath. He was certain that any single bolt of lightning here could reduce him to ashes. Perhaps only a powerful Earth Immortal could withstand even a little of it.

The reason Area Three could attract Lang Zhan was a motorcycle. It belonged to a famous racer from Coconut Island and was renowned throughout the world for its speed. Supposedly, only three such motorcycles existed worldwide.

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As Fu Guiyi spoke, the chairman simultaneously projected the contents of the chip onto the large screen.

Song Jinhu clearly did not take the Songshan Society seriously. That was only natural. Behind him stood a massive family, and he had trained throughout various parts of the world. What kind of gang had he not encountered?

There was no other way. It was impossible to raise his strength to Flying Dragon’s level in such a short time, so he could only take a shortcut by relying on his own abilities.

From the meaning behind Lu Weifeng’s words, Duan Tingzhi realized that the demon invasion was not merely a problem plaguing Licheng. That mad Daoist Lu Weifeng was probably planning to drag the entire human world into ruin with him.

Just then, Fang Zheng caught up. With a move called “Jade Dragon from Beyond the Heavens,” his long sword swept sharply from left to right, swift and sinuous, its momentum majestic.

“Since you feel tired, Ah Xin, why don’t I carry you on our date later?” Hearing Ah Xin’s reply, Zhixin said with a smile.

Qiu Linlin lowered her head. She did not know what was happening to her. Was it because pregnancy had made her more sensitive? Why had she suddenly become so flustered?

After all, Xue Fei and the others were all here, so it would be awkward to say too much. She did not want them to think she could not even afford to pay the deposit.

“Of course. We agreed beforehand that whoever ate more would pay more. Of the three of us, she ate the most just now,” said Xu Dongyu.

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