Chapter 127: Encounter with Bandits on the Road

Those people began to take turns trying to persuade Yang Mu. Seeing the look of utter despair on his face, they dared not say anything rashly, fearing that if the pressure became too much for him, he might impulsively jump into the river.

"Stop saying these things. I haven't forgotten what I promised you, but right now, I need you to do me a favor!"

When Yang Mu spoke these words, the group was momentarily stunned before nodding hurriedly. As long as they weren't being asked to confront those people and risk their lives again, anything was acceptable. At this point, they had no idea how to settle all the matters at hand.

Meanwhile, Zhao Linger and the others had already...

"A complex poison like this? The one who concocted it is a true master." Lin Qing pricked his finger and sniffed the scent of his blood, having already grasped the specific situation.

It is worth mentioning that he had no grievances against the Emperor; he was merely fulfilling a wish for Princess Long, sending the Emperor to reunite with the late Crown Prince and Prince Kang in the afterlife.

"Third Hokage, Fourth Hokage, I will return to the inn to continue my observation." The Anbu ninja vanished instantly from the spot.

"Qinghou! Go for her! Get her pregnant! Don't worry, I'll talk to Lin Qingwan! Besides, Lin Qingwan has already become your soul slave; if you command her, she has no choice but to obey." The lecherous uncle chimed in to stir the pot.

The terrifying dragon might caused all experts below the seventh level of the True Martial Realm to tremble, their eyes filled with horror.

Mo Yuanyuan was struggling slightly to dry the man's hair with a towel. Reaching under the man's arms was somewhat inconvenient, so she could only keep moving her hands around the back of his head.

Lu Zhijin shook his head incessantly as he spoke, as if regretting that he hadn't noticed Gu Kai's transformation sooner.

Watching these agents dressed as waiters and servers, Lin Qing marveled inwardly; they truly lived up to their reputation as elite agents sent by the Ministry of State Security.

Every space within his line of sight was filled with such powerful, destructive force, as if it had replaced the very air and taken hold of the place.

"By the way, have you met her parents?" At this, Tsunade remembered a crucial point. As Terumi Mei's boyfriend, Kato Ai needed to meet her parents and gain their approval.

However, since Kutub'a Ermo now occupied the moral high ground, if he wanted to refuse, he had to provide an equally sound justification.

Having the Empresses Dowager step in would be for the best. Ye Mingjing breathed a sigh of relief and returned to Penglai Immortal Island. The first thing she did was summon Jidu.

As the sun gradually moved westward, the Spring Appreciation Banquet concluded successfully. Ye Mingjing never spoke to the two young gentlemen playing chess, and neither did they approach her.

Those skilled in martial arts can eavesdrop on conversations from a distance. Behind them, Lian Xi looked frequently at Feng Li. Feng Li's face was twisted in an abnormal expression.

They were mostly top-tier precious artifacts, with a few divine artifacts among them. Anything below this grade would not have been worthy of the Medicine King's collection.

"Of course I know it. But I wonder, Lord Deng, are you familiar with the Investiture of the Gods?" Xu Shilin asked after hearing Deng Yongfei's words.

"Now is the time! Charge!" Ye Mingjing shouted. Tan Qi and his men were the first to rush forward, and with a wave of his hand, Gu Lang led his men to follow suit.

After the grave was rounded, everyone except the clan leader's immediate family left Wuli Village, the ancestral home of the Gu family, and returned to Jiankang City.

Jidu walked in, tucked Ye Rongyang under one arm, and left the room without a word. Ye Rongyang watched his mother's face fade into the distance, two lines of tears streaming down his eyes.

The Underworld King was now incoherent. The reason he spoke such words was because he had previously received a transmission reporting the death of Tang Yan.

"Who... who exactly are you? If you are my relative, then you must know where my parents are!" Tang Yan shouted.

Qian Xi was still just a child, and the humiliation and endurance a mother, who could barely care for herself, had to suffer just to keep this child alive was enough to make one shudder with fear while simultaneously feeling a sense of awe.

"It's alright, it's alright. The girl is probably just in a bad mood. Don't let yourself get worked up; let her calm down, and she should be fine in a little while," Mother Zhao said, handing a cup of water to Sun Cuihua as she comforted her.