Chapter 94: The Merry Young Gentleman (Please Vote for Monthly Tickets)

Name: Li He Age: 22/44 Negative Emotion Points: 1,200,201 Skills: Ninth-Level Piano, Advanced Guitar, Advanced Autograph Signing, Pu Shu Singing Style Storage: The Ordinary Road, Canon, The Return of the Condor Heroes, A Plan for A Longing for Life, Naruto

This accumulation of negative emotion had not taken very long, but the total was far greater than in the previous few times.

The main reason was Battle Through the Heavens.

In truth, Fang Zhenru and the others had already prepared carrying chairs for Zhu Youxiao and the rest, but Zhu Youxiao insisted on walking. The court officials had no choice; the pitiful ones were Li Mingrui and the rest of the old ministers, along with Luo Ruo and Liu Rushi, who had no choice but to risk their lives to accompany the emperor.

Recently, besides cultivating a hard-edged, Schwarzenegger-like masculine aura, Li Yan had also trained himself in a handsome, gentle, and carefree bearing like that of Liu Dehua, so he seemed both hard and soft at once, especially attractive.

An ancient temple atop Tiantai Mountain, a ever-burning lamp in the Hall of Longevity. One thousand one hundred and eight lamps in all, with only the red lamp chosen to remain lit for life.

From Fang Xing’s point of view, his saber technique was nothing more than the kind a young nobleman might learn—pleasant to look at, but if he were thrown onto a battlefield to face an enemy, he would not survive ten breaths.

These people were not compassionate monks; they were ruthless fiends who killed without blinking and devoured flesh and marrow like demons.

Coming to Ice City this time, Ling Yunzhi was also burning with anger. The other side kept calling him Old Ling, yet when it came time to butcher him, they showed him no mercy at all.

“It’s all because of you,” Xie Chaoyu could not help rolling her eyes. She tried to sit up, but the movement pulled at her wound, and she cried out in pain.

Such ghosts were only the weak sort. If a Supreme Origin realm cultivator encountered inner demons during a breakthrough, they might even lure in true evil spirits, leaving people with no way to guard against them.

The two groups slowly approached Fragrant Pavilion, and when they saw the knife-wielding man standing outside, whom they did not recognize, they could not help shrinking back a little.

“You want to ask me why the Chari Kingdom destroyed Buddhism, don’t you?” Xiu Li looked at Tang Sanzang, as if he had long since guessed what he wanted to ask.

“This guy has gone mad. You’d better put away the barrier and run!” Long Xuan shouted back.

Wen Yuruan did not really want to be alone with Lan Yancheng either. She simply could not see through him, and felt that it was better to keep her distance.

Because it was passed down through a single line, only after the previous one died would another one be born in this world.

“Father, let’s go to Master Jiang’s house together tomorrow. I have something I want to ask him,” Wen Yuruan said.

“If I can ride in a stretched Lincoln, why would I be stupid enough not to?” Liu Xianfang said without a second thought, though in truth her mind had already drifted to the matter of being sent by helicopter.

“Big Brother, I told you I would come back to keep you company. But if I became a prisoner, that would be far too stifling, so I’ve decided to become a prison warden,” Sun Yu said, his face full of excitement.

The big bear was already covered in countless wounds, but to him they were only superficial injuries. The golden sheen on his body had completely vanished, and he could only endure his opponent’s attacks with his flesh and blood.

Facing the muslin-covered window directly was actually a folding screen painted with flowers, birds, fish, and insects. Behind the screen, one could faintly make out a round wooden tub, with hot soup and red blossoms floating in it.

Just now, because all his attention had been on Wen Chengbang, who was on the verge of collapse, he had almost forgotten that there was someone else in the room.

Because he had not had time to dodge, his mouth was filled with hot water. As Liu Sanhuai wiped the spray from his face, the mouthful of hot water in his mouth was spat out.

If this had been in the past, I would have been helpless just like my second uncle. But now it’s different. From Second Aunt’s face, it’s clear that this was again the work of ghosts and monsters. Should I go find the old Daoist to help?

According to the normal course of events, after Huang Qing and the other people of the Yanhuang clan had slain a thousand enemies in the Ruined Realm, they would be guided out of it and become formal members of the battle unit.