Chapter 96: Trouble Begins!

Although Pei Xueyan had been teasingly saying that their feelings had grown cold, in her heart she was quite pleased that Liu Shen was driving her away...

As she left and passed through the courtyard, she happened to see Bai Weizi, who had finished picking over the vegetables. The two, who should have merely brushed past each other, almost simultaneously stopped and turned to look at one another.

Their gazes met in midair, and time seemed to freeze for an instant.

"This auntie..."

Pei Xueyan glanced back at the arrangement inside Liu Shen’s room and asked with a smile, "Do you..."

Behind Tian Ge stood the corpse of a policeman. It slowly twisted its neck, making crackling sounds.

That young woman had little experience of the world and could not resist the sweet words of the youth. Having fallen deeply in love with him, she could not bear to watch her beloved on the brink of death, so she quietly let the two of them escape.

Liu Yu did not know what had happened either. He hastily took a step back. He could tell that Gusli was a little off, and for the moment he wanted to observe her first, so he did not make a move.

Still, in order not to draw too much attention, Yin Tianchou reminded him to keep a low profile. In any case, with such enormous losses this time, the Three Sage Sect would surely be badly weakened. By then, they probably would not have the spare energy to come looking for trouble at Tianyi Tower, or for him personally.

"Where did she go? I heard she quit her job. If she does not have to work, then where is she?" Gong Cheny i asked unhappily.

After Lü Yue soared high into the air, he indeed leaped over the long fire road and landed on the side of the Golden Crow Clan, facing Elder Hong across the way.

"Ah!" came a sharp cry. A graceful figure burst out from within the flames, poised and elegant, a long sword in hand, her robes billowing as she seemed like a phoenix reborn in fire.

Within Xiang Nanfei’s Eye of Chaos, the power of the Heavenly Dao seemed exceedingly active, vigilantly watching over the entire cosmos.

Mercury let go of the green-clad collar he had been clutching and pinched his own arm hard, suspecting that he was hearing things.

Night Yaksha’s sense and perception were naturally not as keen as Su Qinghuan’s. What he said about sensing a very familiar aura from those people was something that Su Qinghuan could see at a glance: those bodies contained the blood of the demon race.

Zi Jingtian’s expression darkened, his eyes gleaming with ferocity. At once, dragon energy surged through him, suppressing the killing intent. With a sweep of his sleeve, a dragon-shaped precious jade flew toward Luoye.

"That day, the one who first stopped the black dragon was not some other powerhouse, but Su Qinghuan," Hou Lu said with a somber face.

So the moment he turned around, he pressed the muzzle of his gun against one of the garrison soldiers, roared, and shoved him off the city wall. Then the slaughter began atop the battlements.

Within the shroud of the Devouring Divine Demon Body, with a mere raise of his hand, he suppressed that half-golden leaf of enlightenment, forcing it to remain obediently in his palm.

Seeing Apollo mention his name, Lance adjusted the hat on his head, looking somewhat nervous.

"Join your Ten Thousand Qi Sect?" Luoye gave a dry laugh. It was not that he looked down on them; if he did not wish to go, then what of it, even if it were an immortal sect or sacred land?

What exactly was today’s final auction item? There were simply too many people here, far more than Lin Zhiran had imagined.

Sun Wukong looked innocent and carefree, showing none of the reserve one would expect of a Monkey King. The three Dragon Kings all laughed happily, each of them thinking the same thing: with such a carefree nature, he would never make trouble with them for the sake of power and profit.

Suddenly, the fine horse’s front hooves stepped into a mouse hole hidden in the grass. Under the tremendous momentum, they snapped at once, and its hind legs kicked high into the air.

That figure was none other than Bao, who had vanished without a trace. At that moment, he was seated on the beach, staring blankly at his surroundings.

This young man was exceedingly handsome, standing proudly with an eight-foot frame, swordlike brows and bright eyes, a face as fair and flawless as white jade. He did bear some resemblance to the Hierarch, yet he was filled with an arrogance that seemed to rise to the heavens, as though he were the greatest under heaven. It only made one feel a faint disgust.

Thinking of this, Chen Ao hurriedly shook his head and cursed inwardly: Chen Ao, what is wrong with you? How can you be thinking such vulgar things? Where is the trace of a model student or an outstanding class cadre? Has all the education the organization has given you over the years been wasted?