Chapter 135: I Hope You Can Come

Seeing the entire underground force of Wucheng mobilized, Cheng Ying finally realized that Lu Fei’s background was far from simple. However, even if it were the underground emperor of Wucheng, there would be a price to pay for killing someone from the Qin family.

Lu Fei stepped forward and slapped Cheng Ying across the face. "Who am I? You are not worthy of knowing!"

"You!" Cheng Ying’s face...

The two reached the same conclusion; Lu Bu felt the same way. But to swallow these five thousand warhorses, one would need a pair of very strong teeth.

If Ai Qing reached that point, it would be nearly impossible for his temporary assistant to avoid being implicated.

The next day arrived in the blink of an eye. Yang Yusu opened his eyes to see the sky just beginning to brighten. Thinking he might be able to practice again, he tried to see if he could manifest the Ten Thousand Sword Art during the morning hours—after all, the morning is the best time for a fresh start. Yet, contrary to his wishes, he still could not summon it.

Ouyang Yu smiled faintly, toying with Yin Ping’er’s hair. Then, his gaze sharpened, and the Seven-Star Sword flew out on its own as if it had gone mad.

Vile vomit covered the floor, even splattering onto Jun Qimu and Liu Yuxin.

Quite a few staff members and voice actors actually went to Ye Enjue’s assistant to ask for tickets to the new song release conference, planning to see the event in person.

Of course, Yang Miaomiao was already very satisfied with this outcome; after all, she would not be expelled from the YC Group.

This leader prided himself on being among the top tier of cultivators in the entire Nether Demon Realm, yet he had never encountered anyone who exerted such immense pressure, not even before the great masters who had reached the pinnacle of their cultivation.

"Brother Wu!" Even though he had full confidence in Wu Wudi, he could not help but cry out upon seeing Wu Wudi’s condition.

Her hands were completely restrained by Huo Siting, leaving her no way to use silver needles to strike his acupuncture points and teach him a lesson.

Just then, the bluestone gate was slowly pushed open, and a tangible aura of death and malice surged out from within. Wherever it passed, the ground turned black, all life extinguished.

The nights in Kyoto in June were cool and mild. A refreshing breeze brushed against the face, carrying the fresh scent of grass. The bright moon hung high in the sky, casting its silvery light upon the earth and gilding everything in white.

Hearing the dissatisfaction in Mo Qi’s tone, Jue Qingshang narrowed her eyes, a flicker of suspicion crossing her mind. She wanted to ask Mo Qi, but in the end, the words remained unspoken.

In times of peace, the influence of the Chinese military had long since diminished compared to the war years, a fact even more evident at the level of national leadership.

The sound of toilets flushing echoed from both sides. Shortly after, the two people who had been talking left the restroom one after another, returning to the general command center.

As she had expected, her parents were sitting solemnly on the sofa. Seeing her arrival, their already cold expressions turned even gloomier. They remained expressionless, their eyes piercing into her like sharp blades.

Meiyang was overjoyed and hurriedly extended the Six Harmonies Treasure Chest to catch the item. As the purple crystal fell into the chest, the surface displayed the character "one." Faced with this, Meiyang was even more astonished; the chest actually had a counting function.

Just when she had almost finished tidying up, she was harassed by a series of annoying phone calls. Seeing the name flashing on the screen, she smiled with a mix of helplessness and joy.

In the end, Li Zhi and his team launched repeated strikes, eventually annihilating the majority of the fanatical orcs.

Although changing the treatment method still carried life-threatening risks, the outcome held the potential to greatly improve He Yi’s condition, or even offer a hope of full recovery.

Comrade Hu Daming desperately wanted to ask Wen Rou at that moment, but he knew she would explain it to him clearly.