Volume 1, Chapter 140: An Interesting New Friend

After finishing their meal, Lu Cheng and Jiang Ning caught the afternoon flight back to Jincheng.

Finding a parking lot for dozens, or even hundreds, of such vehicles required an immense amount of painstaking effort.

Emperor Yongchang conferred upon Qian Juan the title of Prince of the South China Sea, commanding him to set off for his post with his family immediately. At the same time, a secret edict was issued, instructing him to devise a way to suppress and eliminate the rebel Yan Guangbiao.

No, damn it, the game wasn't even turned off yet! Early the next morning, He Xi bolted upright from the bed, instantly wide awake.

Having said that, Yun Hao once again brandished the "Lumber-Felling Heaven-Slaughtering Demon Axe" in his hand, hacking through the air toward the Cyan-Scaled Magic Chi.

Needless to say, Jin Sheng's two seals had undoubtedly fallen into Shen Nianyi's hands. Huo Yongyang gritted his teeth; after toiling away bitterly all these years, he never expected to be merely making wedding garments for someone else.

"Damn it! I will not surrender! Chain Frost!" Unreconciled, Alexander unleashed its ultimate final move.

Hearing Yun Hao's words, Leng Tonghan's expression turned extremely unsightly. His distorted face appeared thoroughly hideous, and the terror within his heart was already etched across that grotesquely ugly visage.

He did not think otherwise; the sense of crisis brought by that fluctuation was entirely real—it was a feeling infinitely approaching death.

A flash of awkwardness crossed Zhao Li's face. This trouble was, after all, brought about by him. Could Chen Cong harbor resentment toward him? Even if there were resentment, it would be in vain. With the county magistrate's term already past its halfway mark, even if he were reappointed, they would leave sooner or later. Yet, his own hometown could not afford any mishaps.

"Old R, not bad at all. You truly see the true skill the moment the guild leader makes a move." A private whisper from Imperial Earth-Bestowed, leader of the Royal Guild, arrived promptly.

About one minute later, it was vividly apparent that the players had basically retreated safely into the city, save for a small handful who claimed they feared nothing and wished to stay behind to witness this map-clearing one-hit-kill skill with their own eyes.

The Chi Dragon hesitated greatly. Out of personal ties, it was truly difficult to bring itself to strike, yet wasn't this True Lord Temple a property of Kunlun? How had it suddenly become the property of Longyao, located hundreds of thousands of li away in the Western Sea?

Damn it, what a totally shameless skill! He hadn't expected the Priest class to possess such a monstrously abnormal ability.

What surprised the various swordsmanship masters even more was that Bu Jingyun's sword seemed filled with hatred. Steering his sword with hatred and driven to wrath by love, one could almost conclude that Bu Jingyun's sword heart was none other than wrath.

Seeing Zhong Ling and Zhong Wan Chou in such a state, Gan Baobao felt immensely vindicated. Feeling as though she hadn't been this happy in a long time, she couldn't help but laugh aloud.

Later, for the convenience of players within the guild to address him, this legendary player gave himself the moniker "Childish Elder of Tianshan".

Didn't Li浩's actions precisely represent this very point? He possessed both childhood affection and present-day bold benevolence and righteousness; if Yang Nan didn't help him, who would?

"How could it not be? Then why would you watch this kind of film?" Xu Zuoyan refused to believe it. He sat up from the sofa, leaning forward with an inquisitive expression as he scrutinized Ye Kaicheng, seemingly trying to read some unusual sign from his face.

"Chu Ge, wait here for me. I'll go check if the Soul Ring is still on Tuxin's body." Although Tuxin was a rogue cultivator, he had reached the early stage of the Seventh Realm Soul Ancestor. Coupled with the fact that Tuxin typically committed all manner of wickedness and frequently perpetrated evil deeds against the Tu clan, his personal collection was exceptionally abundant.

The moment they invaded, they acted like pain-pletely insensible puppets, completely devoid of fear toward the power of storm and cloud. Raising their sabers, they frantically charged to slaughter Nie Feng, who was closest to them.

"Eldest Young Master... Eldest Young Master... What happened to you here?" Regaining a trace of sobriety, Long Tianqing discovered that he was tightly embraced by his subordinates, which only left him all the more bewildered.