Chapter 139: The Forbidden Ground

At noon, Chen Yang arrived at the school cafeteria and casually found a seat.

Suddenly, an extremely timid voice came over, "Excuse me, may I sit here?"

Chen Yang looked up to see Hu Bing, a chubby boy, standing in place holding his tray of food.

Chen Yang said offhandedly, "Go ahead!..."

At this moment, she only wanted to stay a little longer in his arms, abandoning all cares. Even under the gaze of a crowd, she didn't care at all. Let whoever wanted to say anything say it.

Long Yin detested the ultimate brat Nezha. Fighting for Nezha's faction was completely unacceptable to him.

The He family experts forming the grand formation numbered at least forty to fifty. Although no individual's strength surpassed the Immortal King realm, once pooled together and amplified by the formation, it was an entirely different story. Each attack concentrated at least thirty percent of their combined force, possessing astonishing power.

The Body Tempering Pill was a mid-grade, intermediate-tier spiritual pill, exactly at the limit of what his current alchemy level could achieve. Consuming this pill would drastically enhance the effects of his physical training.

The Ming troops who had launched a surprise attack on General Mountain were ambushed by the enemy just as they reached the halfway point, with only one or two out of ten surviving. Those burying gunpowder beneath the walls of Guangji City had barely dug deep into the pit before soldiers on the nearby ramparts spotted them and unleashed a volley of musketry, forcing the Ming troops to flee back to their camp leaving behind a dozen corpses.

With a wave of his large hand, Zhang Jun ordered drums and horns to sound in full force. The Song army marched in complete battle formation toward the walls of Lin'an, where two thousand Han soldiers had already lined up in formation awaiting them.

As a heavyweight figure, Yuan Rui wasn't that easy to anger. Besides, being a club member, he could simply apologize later by claiming alcohol clouded his judgment, and it would all blow over.

Suddenly, five or six rugged and sturdy fellows rushed in, led by Xu Chu. Without a word, they hoisted Liu Feng up.

He posted on his Moments: a collage of nine pictures featuring the sunrise, clouds, a selfie together, and several candid shots he had secretly taken of Tang Qianyu.

They had already figured it out. Once Gu Bing's financing funds were in place, Gu Bing would naturally send people to follow up anyway; she would just claim those were President Jia's people.

"Let me think." Bishop gestured for Laura to stop talking, then pulled over a chair and sat down.

Lu Zeyao originally wanted to stop her, but then he remembered that he indeed had neglected Yun Qianchen.

"What if I actually have my eyes on you?" Liu沛春 smiled as she looked at her slow-witted senior brother.

She pulled Lu Zeyao's hand over, her eyes filled with grievance. In front of Lu Zeyao, she was a master at feigning distress.

"Qianchen, the Lu family has many rules, and being with him is not easy. Are you truly prepared?" Xie Zhejun reminded her.

Murong Xuan was unwilling to resign himself to this. He absolutely refused to let the person he loved become someone else's. A moment of negligence was already his carelessness; this time, he would never allow it to happen a second time.

The response Hao Nan received was silence. Feeling the dangerous signal emanating from Yan Chenglong and recalling how he had wiped out one of the top syndicates in Laos within three days, tiny beads of sweat broke out on Hao Nan's forehead.

The morning self-study session for the first-year students didn't start as early as that of the third-year seniors, so when she arrived, the classmates were just then getting settled in their seats.

"Bullshit! You just struck the gavel, which means this item was successfully auctioned off. Now you want to renege?" Huang Shi also began to shout.

Although the fairy possessed Heavenly Spiritual Roots, and her cultivation speed was the envy of ordinary mortals; although she had lived for over a hundred years, she was still a maiden whose heart had yet to be touched by romance. How could she not feel ashamed when such a thing happened? And this sort of bashfulness could not simply be wished away with magic power.

The distance between these few reefs was very close. Ye Fei and Zhifubao's "Sophomore Senior Brother" could just fit into the gaps between the reefs, but several jet skis certainly could not squeeze in.