Chapter 87: The Lineage of the Black Tortoise

The Grandmaster has forbidden anyone from touching it. He said you are in the midst of inheriting some legacy, and moving you would be unwise... Dahei interjected awkwardly from the side.

Then eat at your leisure. I’ve arranged to meet a guest, Wang Youcai said, and drove off.

“My lord, you must not!” Seeing Gongsun Zan surrender to Xi Zhicai and the others in order to save himself, the thousand-odd personal guards under Gongsun Zan hurriedly dismounted and held him back.

To welcome the higher-ups who were arriving for an inspection, the Weiang City Police Bureau had already sent out all of its traffic officers, posting police at every intersection in the city center, fearing that something might go wrong on the roads at this crucial time.

The poor child, after so many years, had gradually grown used to his classmates’ contempt and to the fact that he stood below them.

“My lord, this subordinate has heard that certain officials have secretly conspired to harm you, and the one leading them is Cui Lie. Why not seize this chance to eliminate him?” Li Ru rose and advised.

On the other side, seeing Ye Li Wuming go down, Zunsheng Tuoluo and Chishijie Tuoluo were never going to let the Dangxiang people get ahead of the Xizhou Uighurs, and they too sprang out to challenge Yang Yunhan.

“Nowadays, even mortals are brazen beyond belief. If you will not kneel, then go to hell!” The angel spoke, its voice edged with a severity like that of a judge, as though it could decide the fate of all living beings at will.

“Very well. Six in the evening.” Liu Xinghao nodded and agreed. Only after Brother Xu had entered the elevator and the doors closed did he leap down from the car and sprint all the way to the elevator outside.

With Mo Ziyuan’s approval, Feng Lingxue accepted her master Zhuge Jin’s request and took away the unconscious Bai Huayu.

Ye Guoxian paced excitedly back and forth in the room. The stronger Yan Yun became, the happier he was, because that meant he was one step closer to success.

I have a headache. Xue Fei’s utterly gorgeous face, when she turned unreasonable, was truly enough to shatter one’s view of the world. And yet it was impossible to bear scolding her. Perhaps that was, in its own way, the meaning of beauty being reason enough.

Zhang Fei took Tao Yiting’s place, while with his other hand he drew out an exquisite short sword. It was very short, only about fifty centimeters long, also forged from the materials of the Blazing Horse, a middle-grade third-rank weapon, and very luckily, it had been bestowed with a special effect.

“Then what should I call you?” Zhang Fei said, slashing backward with his blade at the monster, only for it to dodge again. At the same time, one claw struck his chest and sent him flying.

As the saying goes, one day apart feels like three autumns. He and Ye Wushuang had already gone a full day without seeing each other; how could he have the time to waste words with these security guards? He simply took Qianxun and tore through space, arriving at the top floor of the building.

“Just you wait, Ye Wushuang. I will definitely make your fox tail show!” After saying that, Ye Xiaoyan dragged Han Qianye away in a huff.

Zhu Hongyu was unwilling to endure such humiliation. Several times she tried to leave, but out of concern for Zhu Rong’s tears she turned back. After a fierce inner struggle, she finally gritted her teeth and accepted the exchange conditions proposed by Crystal Ning, though she also swore that in her lifetime she would return to the Ice Plains and challenge them again.

As Elder General Qiu spoke, admiration for that peerless divine art flashed in his eyes. Qiu Shaoze suddenly felt a pang of heartache for his grandfather.

Jingyang let out an almost inaudible sigh and stepped forward to embrace Yang Xuchen. He gently patted her back and, with restraint, touched his lips to her hair.

Not having seen Lian Zheng’an, Taixuan Xinji was somewhat disappointed. But when he met this young master of the Lian family, long famed in the martial world as a prodigy, Taixuan Xinji no longer seemed disappointed. At first the two merely exchanged elegant conversation; later they sparred with swords. Lian Chengbi, only eleven years old, withstood three hundred moves without defeat.

Zhou Zekai naturally noticed Fan Jing’s unhappiness. He did not want to provoke this tigress, so he reached out and took her beautiful hand.

In that instant, dozens of cultivators were each wrapped in those wisps of black energy, and before they could even cry out, their heads were bitten off.

“Awooo...” The leader of the wolves appeared first before the two of them. Chu Yunxi lifted her eyes and met its gaze; her cold stare made the wolf hesitate, unwilling to advance.

This sacred path was exceptionally broad, and extraordinarily long. It stretched straight ahead, extending all the way into the sky, with no end in sight.

At first, the latter could still withstand her gaze, but then he could not. After gulping down the last of the plum soup in a few bites, he braced himself with one arm, leaned down, and exchanged an astringently sweet kiss with her.

Everyone wore disappointed expressions, as though being taken advantage of by Qin Feng was only natural.

Go to hell! Qin Feng kicked out, and the fat pig, weighing more than two hundred jin, was flung into the air, sailing over Yashi’s head before crashing straight into the men’s restroom and smashing the toilet into pieces.

Before the man was seen, his voice was heard. That distinctive voice belonged to Qin Feng. His figure slowly solidified from a shadow into flesh, still holding the posture of having hurled the Heaven-shaking Hammer outward.

“How did you know I was here?” I said with a smile. Of course I knew he had found me because I was too close to him. I was really only trying to satisfy his vanity.

He wanted to scare me, but could he? I am not the sort of person who bows my head easily, especially when I have suffered a grievance. No one can stand up for me, but I can stand up for myself.