Chapter 95: Rescue of Qinghuan, Part Two

When she had finished speaking, everyone saw Madam Li pull a wad of money from her bosom and fling it to the ground. It was the one hundred and fifty yuan the man had just handed over.

The bald man immediately picked it up and tucked it into his own clothes. No longer raving, he turned and left at once. Seeing that the matter had escalated into human trafficking, the fat matchmaker dared not linger a moment longer. Terrified of being caught red-handed, the two of them scrambled onto their bicycles and fled in a blur.

Seeing that the tide had turned against her, Madam Li knew the marriage was impossible now. The duck that had nearly been hers had flown off just like that, and her old man had been beaten into such a state. In an instant, grief welled up and overflowed from her heart.

“My God, is that man insane?”

Had the young man who, only a year ago, still had to rely on the guildmaster’s help to obtain the treasure he wanted, truly become this terrifying?

After she spoke, the Noble Consort Zhao led the way into the inner hall. Along the route, she ordered someone to fetch garments for Wei Qingqing to change into, while also listening as Wei Qingqing explained the matter from beginning to end.

He could handle this kind of heroic rescue of a beauty. After all, she was trapped on a board right now, and even if she wanted to help, there was nothing she could do.

Demons devour humans; humans slaughter demons. It is like a circle, endlessly turning, again and again. After a thousand years of this continuation, humans and demons have come to hate one another so deeply that when they meet, one side must be put to death.

The two of them shared a plump wild rabbit. In truth, Gu Ye only ate one rabbit leg; the rest was finished off by Ling Juechen.

“Your Majesty, please go ahead. I will change my clothes and come serve you shortly.”

The teasing maneuvers Li Zhaoyi had used earlier had soaked her clothes with the smell of wine. After a long while, the scent had grown rather strong, and she needed to change before going to the bed to attend him through the night.

Gu Ye shot her a glance and smiled. “In front of all of you, I will always be your Little Ye. Ninth Aunt will always be my dear aunt as well! Without your care, there would be no me today. Come, let me drink to you.”

Hua Ling felt terribly guilty. He had failed the trust his master had placed in him, and with no confidence in himself, he did not dare lift his head.

“Hmph! Thinking of attacking? Not a chance.” That sudden cold snort instantly froze the smile on the swordfish commander’s face. Before it could make any move, a streak of purple shot up from the ground and soared straight into the sky.

Then Chu Ze felt a warm sensation wash through him. Indeed, the soul consciousness nurtured within that spirit-gathering stone for several hundred years had become gentle and pure to the extreme. There was no discomfort at all; instead, it was as though his entire body had instantly been refreshed.

In fact, among Chinese practitioners of martial arts, there are many who die young. On the other hand, many who practice foreign boxing and combat styles live long lives.

Although Liu Quan was grimacing in pain, thinking that he could become a soldier and make a name for himself, he gritted his teeth and nodded.

The next moment, the clanging of weapons meeting weapons rang out again and again, mixed with several cries of agony. All the Xianbei warriors who had not been mistakenly killed by that volley of arrows seized the chance to break free from the encirclement of the wolf guards.

However, whether Deban could break the control of that giant jellyfish’s electromagnetic waves was still unknown. Prime already had Lin Chong’s order to analyze those waves and strive to find a countermeasure, though the chances of success were vanishingly small.

“Commander, the Thunder Team has already returned. Let’s hear what they have to say,” Director Di said, stepping forward to break the oppressive silence.

“Who could possibly threaten the Great Sage Equaling Heaven?” Mo Wang gazed at that proud figure standing atop the Mountain of Flowers and Fruits. Gone was the insolence he had shown in his battle with Nezha; what remained was only loneliness, tragedy, helplessness, and a deep, weary sigh.

Seeing this, Su Zhan’s face went pale. His eyes flickered for a moment before he found Lu Feng’s number and called. After a round of polite concern and smiling small talk, Su Zhan hung up with a darkened expression.

About half an hour later, the bloody battlefield was strewn with severed limbs and broken arms, pools of blood and water, lonely warhorses, and captives gathered and guarded all across that gruesome ground.

With one sword strike, Guan Xiaojun succeeded. He landed swiftly, and the moment he hit the ground he sprang forward, lunged at Guan Yang, and wrapped both arms around Guan Yang’s waist, driving ahead with all his strength. Amid Guan Yang’s cries of alarm, the two of them rolled far away.