Chapter 107: Zhou Wenxiu’s Troubles

“I’ll go see her today.” Jiang Budong had already finished eating as well.

Chen Pan’er quickly put the bowls and chopsticks away, and Jiang Budong went into the bathroom to wash up.

After they were done, Jiang Budong drove Chen Pan’er to work. During the days he had been away, Chen Pan’er had been walking to the shop.

In truth, their place was very close to the shop; by car it was only a few minutes...

Zhang Ruming was utterly stunned. He had never imagined that Fan Lining would dare, at the risk of bringing ruin upon his entire clan, to move against him, an imperial envoy, right there in the main camp.

Hu Tianzhuang was already beside himself with anger, and Fang Yan’s side was even more frantic. The distance between the two sides grew smaller and smaller; again and again, they could only hastily lay an ambush before quickly pulling back. And with each ambush set closer together, Fang Yan knew they were drawing nearer and nearer to Liu Xusheng as well. If this went on, the two sides would soon meet in one place.

This was the Heavenly Court, not the mortal world. Here, those immortals did not need to act in secret, and Xuanyuan Sanfeng could sense that more and more immortals were gathering here.

Ian’s words took Alan somewhat by surprise, because in his impression Ian was the timid sort, always avoiding trouble whenever he could. He had not expected him to step forward now and shoulder a responsibility that was not his own.

“Come on, you’d be better off than you are at Yushan Pass. Here, sit quickly.” He Lianjia warmly invited Duan Lang to the seat and carefully closed the door.

Yi had no choice but to take up the heavy iron staff and follow him inside. The cave was not large, no more than a dozen zhang across, and there was nothing inside by way of furnishings save for a stone table, several stone chairs, and a stone bed.

This was indeed a beautiful immortal sword. It was only a pity that the spirit within it had become obsessed with love, and had even been deceived by a demon. Its cultivation must have fallen greatly.

“Kill her, kill her...” Suddenly, a chill wind rose all around, bringing with it waves of hoarse, muffled voices.

“All right.” Seeing that Alan truly did not want to say more this time, Rayle stopped pressing him, shrugged, and returned to sit on his bed. He knew Alan’s temperament well enough; he always did exactly as he said. If he said no, then no truly meant no.

Old Liu Dao was overjoyed at the sight, because what had emerged were rigid sails, not Western-style soft sails. The ship ahead must therefore be an Eastern vessel.

Yesterday, Xun He had come to report that the person sent to Liaodong had sent word back, giving a brief account of the situation there.

The stretch of land where Guanghan City bordered Ice Phoenix Mountain was indeed rather strange; one might even say the two were separated by no more than a wall. Guanghan City had been built right at the foot of Ice Phoenix Mountain, a layout very different from that of the other continents.

Back then, the founding emperor and that bosom friend had discovered it together. Later, the founding emperor established the nation and entrusted that treasure to his closest confidant for safekeeping.

“I just took a look. The farther we go forward, the thicker the fog becomes behind us. I tried going back and forth, but the surroundings no longer looked like the path we came by.” Walking at the rear, Scholar Liu wore a rather grim expression as he related what he had observed.

It seemed Xiao Anbang had finally realized that if he kept Zhao Cheng’s investment going, it would lead only to defeat.

Who would have thought that those two brothers, each more scheming than a sieve had holes, were actually only waiting to see how the third brother would be put down by Yan Xia.

Lately, Yan Xia had been especially praised in the circle, not least because she had announced that she would no longer work with artists from the Gu family.

Chen Feng looked toward the entrance of the hall and saw the imposing Chu Yuanzhen walking in with Chu Jianjia and Chu Youbai.

After venting her complaints for a while, Li Ruolin finally felt she had gotten it off her chest. She now wanted to have her best friend on the other end of the line join her in cursing Chen Feng.

Which imperial tomb of the Han people had not been selected from countless candidates, after surveying the dragon veins and calculating the Five Elements and the birth charts, and then matching them to the celestial and terrestrial veins, before the most suitable site could be found?

Boom—the moment the Seal of Subduing Origins was opened, a surging aura of transcendence exploded forth at once, directly sending that soldier flying. It was not that Jing Luan had deliberately released it; rather, after five days of confinement, it was as though he had finally been set free. Bei Chen caught him at once and steadied his body.