Chapter 95: The Five-Colored Divine Light, the Peacock Great Sage

“Beaten back by someone?”

The Great Peng True Lord froze for a moment, then hurriedly pressed for details.

Xuantong hemmed and hawed, and only after being relentlessly questioned did he reluctantly explain the matter in rough outline.

After hearing the story and learning that this fellow had gone down to the lower realm today only to be beaten back the very same day, the Great Peng True Lord suppressed his fury and dragged him behind his own hall before snapping in anger: “You have no shame, but I still do. The Black Yellow Supreme Hall still has shame. The Emperor still has shame. And you still want to go report it to the Emperor?”

After all, this could be considered Chen Lei’s own turf; even if it was mountainous country, they ought to be fairly familiar with it.

When Chang Gexing paid a personal visit, Yang Yong showed unprecedented enthusiasm. The army would soon set out for the Great Wall frontier to face Shabolue Khan’s hundred thousand iron cavalry. Without a lively Princess Jinqin at his side, he simply could not feel at ease.

The above was nothing but the nonsense of two chess idiots who dreamed of becoming martial arts masters: the next step in a foolish game of pretending to be impressive, with every move treated as if it were an unparalleled secret skill.

Unfortunately, when I gave them that name, they only grew more baffled, saying that no one like that had ever come from the village, and that there was not even anyone whose name contained that character.

“Heh-heh, look, good disciple, have a seat.” The village chief’s face broke into a flattering smile as he gave up the high seat.

“Hmph! Since nothing was agreed on before, then let it start from today! I was the one who spoke first today, wasn’t I, Manager Liu? Right?” Hu Dafa also began digging a deep pit, waiting only for the old man’s blood pressure to rise before kicking him into it.

Dugu Jialuo rolled her somewhat stiff neck. After playing cards all afternoon, it was hard not to end up with a sore back and aching muscles.

“Bingxiang has acted up again. Zhang Kuo is preparing to forcibly drag her in.” Daoist Lu answered Lao Dan’s question succinctly.

The seven corpses that had originally lain on the wooden planks suddenly moved like puppets, dragging their rigid bodies as they bared their teeth and lunged forward.

She suddenly unleashed her full aura, pressing the overwhelming might of the Nascent Soul realm down upon everyone present.

Almost everyone could feel the sharp, gloomy aura surrounding He Hansheng these past few days.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh. A chaotic volley of arrows flew out, but most missed their marks; only a few barely struck the enemy troops.

Still, he kept a very low profile and did not mention that in the heart of the Northern Wastes, he had saved Xie Wanggong and the others, nor that Xie Wanggong practically treated him like an idol.

But they had not expected Su Wan this time to refrain from opening fire in the media and instead launch a fierce barrage right in LeBron James’s face. Even though he had not named anyone directly, everyone could tell that the “certain people” and “some people” in Su Wan’s words referred to LeBron James.

A country girl was still a country girl; no matter how she tried to dress herself up, Song Langyu could never take her seriously.

As the three of them ventured deeper inside, the lights grew brighter and brighter, and voices drifted out from time to time. The echoes made the place feel eerily unsettling.

Wait until she cannot work it out, then let the audience learn that Yin Liyin is not with the production team, and that she is a fraud.

Elder Long looked at the quarrelling crowd with a splitting headache and finally decided to ask the person involved for her opinion. When the one who knew the situation best was right there, why ask others instead? That was putting the cart before the horse.

The eldest brother was already forty and still only a branch bank manager. If things went well, he might end up staying a branch manager; if things went badly, he might remain a deputy manager forever.

Gao Feng’s attitude would decide the course of their lives from here on, so each of them leaned in and listened intently, not daring to lose focus for a single moment, terrified of missing anything important. They swore they had never been this attentive in their lives.

Cao Zinuo only smiled without concern. The contractors around him were dangerous, but certainly not beyond handling. In truth, in this story world, the only ones he truly feared were Mulu and the contractor who understood formations. Of course, Cao Zinuo did not yet know that those two were actually one and the same.