Chapter 89: The Helicopter Blinded Everyone with Its Brilliance

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Ding-ding—

Gu Hansheng’s phone buzzed. He glanced at it and the corner of his mouth lifted.

“Let’s go. The man Old Wang sent to pick us up is already here.”

But after they stepped into the elevator, Gu Hansheng pressed the button for the top floor and did not get off.

“Did you press the wrong button?”

Shi Yi could not help tugging at his sleeve.

“Did we press the wrong one? Aren’t we supposed to go down?”

Gu Hansheng turned to look elsewhere, while Ning Yue distinctly remembered that day when the soul of Chi had been drawn into his own consciousness and the body had already been left without a soul. Yet now, he could not find the corpse anywhere.

“Is he all right? Will His Highness the Black Dragon be stifled to death?” Sanbo wore an expression of concern, but the cunning in his eyes was plain to see.

The moment he entered the world of the three souls, he saw countless light clusters flying wildly through the sky. With a thought, Ning Yue froze one in midair and drew it over.

“Then what stake do you think I should take, old man?” Zhangsun Wuji tossed the question back to Wang Pingan, and at the same time, he also meant to test Wang Pingan’s conduct and character.

At this moment, the Heavenly Marshal had already cast life and death aside, even forgotten death itself. His long sword in hand kept slashing down, wave after wave of sword qi surging forth, unleashing all of his dao intent in full.

“It’s fine! It’s all right now!” Old Man Li shuffled over and embraced the two of them. His hands, holding Chen Xian and the girl, would not stop trembling.

News of defeat had already reached the government office in Golden Radiance City. Regardless of the crowd’s attempts to dissuade her, Lady Li San, her recovering body be damned, had dressed her hair properly and donned her battle robe. Accompanied by generals such as Ma Sanbao and Qin Ruier, she mounted her horse, took up the reins, and rode steadily toward the North Gate.

There were also heavenly beings who commanded enormous warships and magical treasures, gathering countless beings of the heavens and the mortal realm to force their way through the boundary, acting as they pleased and brazenly pursuing a path of defiance against Heaven.

Half an hour later, Wang Pingan returned to the teahouse together with ten staff members. Nearly every one of them was pushing a handcart piled high with all kinds of delicacies, and from time to time fragrant aromas drifted into everyone’s nostrils.

The battle between the two armies was fierce beyond measure. They fought with bloodshot eyes, neither side willing to retreat. They had no care for the comrades collapsing to the ground, howling as blood gurgled from their wounds. All they knew was to ride and swing their blades, blood staining their battle robes, taking enemy lives amid forests of spears and thickets of swords.

“Then how about leaving the matter of having Lady Xin slip the ‘medicine’ into Lady Meng’s Qingxue Hall in the Kunli Palace to you, Lian Yu?” Li Xi thought this was such a simple matter that it should be left to them to handle, so as to train them as well.

Right now, the head of the Feng clan actually intended to set his sights on Li Zhen. In their eyes, that was nothing less than courting death.

Of course, to prevent her from going back on her word after she left, I still had to put in a little more effort and make sure she truly owed me a favor.

But their worries were for nothing. During the examination, the students did not cheat at all. The order was far better than in any of their previous proctoring sessions. Those who knew how to solve the questions worked on them earnestly, while those who did not simply sat quietly and thought.

“Bing Pian, give me the sword. I’ll do it.” Madam Wang called out to stop Bing Pian, her eyes red as she spoke.

As the colored stone powder on the surface of the jade was blown away, the hues on the entire jade carving grew brighter by several degrees.

“Huh? What you said does make sense, but wouldn’t that mean my son will never know a moment’s peace for the rest of his life?” Yan Shiyi said bitterly.

“Lady Xinzhao…” Li Xi murmured under her breath. This Lady Xinzhao really was a troublesome matter.

This was the reason Tianji Media was in pain: they no longer had any stock in hand. Of the eight hundred thousand copies prepared, some had already been allocated to sales points in various places, and the rest had long since been carried away by people coming to their door. No, to be precise, they had been snatched away.

It was as if a divine dragon had descended to the mortal world. If it were a five-clawed golden dragon, the supreme ruler of the dragon realm, then even a single breath exhaled into a mortal’s lungs could turn that person into an emperor.

Yet Cloud City Brother had believed in them without the slightest reason, and had bravely charged forward. It was, indeed, an act of chivalry, though he had fallen into my trap. But for that fearless courage, that willingness to charge ahead undaunted by blame or reproach, he deserved the title of a true knight.

The Thirteenth Motorized Infantry Division had charged at the very front, and naturally bore the heavy duty of breaking through the British defensive line before them. The responsibility was immense and allowed him no room for carelessness.

“What now? Won’t you agree? As long as you agree, I’ll take your two brothers to see a doctor right away. If you’re too late and they bleed to death, that won’t be my young master’s concern anymore.” Ren Tianxiang sneered.

After the shock, he drew back his fist and immediately threw another punch, equally charged with emotion—emotion being one of the seven feelings.

However, the places where they had been struck by blades were not vital. Though all were in agony and crying out to heaven and earth, not a single one had died so far.

But just as the sword hero was thinking all this and sweeping his gaze toward Grand Councillor Yao, he discovered that among them was actually Feather Spirit God as well.

With the British and French allies standing by and doing nothing, and the Soviet offensives on the eastern front coming in waves, the rule of the Polish government could be said to be on the brink of collapse.

Led by the sword hero, they walked on for about another hour. Along the way, the sword hero and the men of the Great Tang Government had stopped to rest for a while, and then set off again.

And then there was the sworn elder brother of the demon race’s Seven Sages, Bull Demon King, which left Qi Tianshou somewhat overwhelmed for a time.

Almost the instant those two blood-red rays entered Fu Jian’s eyes, Fu Jian, who had been standing motionless all this time, immediately sprang into action.

Li Zhun’s fingers kept sliding over the screen, as though he were playing with his phone or truly about to make a call; there was no way to tell what he was thinking.

To avoid the crowd gathering thicker and thicker, and more importantly because people were still chasing after them from behind, leaving this place was the best choice.

On this side, Zhang Can and Cao Bin’s scheme was utterly unknown to Mai Yi, who was still planning every day how to handle this comeback livestream.

Chen Zhiyuan stood expressionlessly beside the field, straightened his gray-white long hair tousled by the wind, and blew the whistle for the teams to assemble.

Hong Kong’s retreat had left roughly twenty meters of space between the two sides. This surprised the Norwegian players and made them feel somewhat unaccustomed. Amid the cheers of the spectators, they had no choice but to slowly push their line forward, trying to lure the Hong Kong players into coming out to meet them.

“That old fossil!” Chu Xiu curled his lip, stuffed the Stone Statue Demon into the Vast Righteous Manor, drew forth the Great Jade Sword, and turned into a streak of light as he flew his sword across the boundless sea.

Old Zhao immediately recited his phone number, and just as Tang Wei wrote it down on his end, his own phone rang.

As for Wu Chenggang’s background, as well as the backing behind Zhan Deyu and Borui Pavilion, Liang Xiao could not even be bothered to think about it. Indeed, a man like him, who feared neither heaven nor earth, had already dared to challenge figures like Dong Qianli and Ma Yunlong, those ghost emperors, in the Lonely Sea. So what reason had he now to fear merely a few Immortal Lords, or even so-called Immortal Emperors?

Either Marianne had already left this place, or some treasure, or a powerful being, had concealed her aura.