135 Old Wine in a New Bottle

"Hundreds of thousands of people in Su City have been slaughtered. The local magistrate risked his life to write this memorial, but it was repeatedly rejected simply because the perpetrator of the massacre is the current Princess."

Feng Che walked along the long street, his mind wandering: Why did the Imperial Sister ask him to investigate the Yang family? How was he supposed to investigate them? And what information was she hoping to obtain?

Consort Ding frowned but remained silent. The pressure on her neck intensified, and the available oxygen grew scarce; her fair, clean face slowly flushed a deep red.

Ye Fei also furrowed his brows immediately. A very bad feeling welled up in his heart; he felt as if he had caught a glimpse of a grand conspiracy taking shape.

At this moment, Qin Yibai had no heart to ponder such trivialities. His antics before the Immortal Emperor were, in essence, an attempt to dispel a baseless sense of anxiety and hesitation in his own mind. Yet, that bit of clowning barely served to calm his nerves at all.

"That's right. If it hadn't repelled Daoist Qingqian and the Five Elements Demon-Slaying Array set up by the Yunjie Sect, escaping would have been as difficult as reaching the heavens." Qin Zhou raised the Jade Folding Sword in his hand, performed a graceful sword flourish, and spoke with a touch of nonchalance, looking for all the world like he was gloating.

Without the protection of Xue Linglong, this wasteland would likely have had its imperial throne seized by others long ago, with no forbidden grounds to rely on.

Caught in the wake of the impact, Feng Wuqing did not want the Soul Cavalry to suffer excessive damage; this was his primary concern.

It was observed that all living beings within this ancient Mayan city were extinguished by the roar of that god-man. Yet, inanimate objects, such as buildings and structures, remained completely unscathed.

This task appeared simple, but in reality, very few could accomplish it. If given to an ordinary player, they would likely leave the Giant Bright God completely confused.

"May I examine it first? If possible, we will invite a specialist to help appraise and estimate its value. We would never let a customer suffer a loss!" Bai Junxiang asked, his expression composed.

The pale yellow silhouette was Tan Dong's primordial spirit, which transformed into a streak of light, desperately trying to flee. The escape of a primordial spirit was Tan Dong's final resort. For most cultivators, an escaping spirit would usually be fine, but unfortunately, the person Tan Dong faced was Ye Feng.

"What?" Not only did Huang Rong open her beautiful eyes wide, but even Wang Chuyi was so shocked he couldn't close his mouth.

"Swish, swish, swish!" With the sound of air being torn, three long swords sliced through the space, intercepting all the fireballs mid-flight. Then, Ling Yun performed a mid-air flip, stepped onto the Lone Star Sword, and waved his hand. The three swords moved once more, striking the vulnerable points on the body of the Bone Demon in the air.

"It really is a full thousand troops. How did you know, Senior?" The sense of foreboding in Yang Kang's heart grew even stronger.

In an instant, the guards at the front and back were unable to communicate. Seeing this turn of events, the men in front were drained of color and fled toward the rear. The men in the back, not knowing why, followed suit as they saw the others running, and the city gate descended into utter chaos.

Before long, the roar of aircraft finally drifted down from the sky. Soon, a large number of fighter jets appeared, and the silhouettes of two transport planes in their midst became increasingly clear.

Uncle Amao swallowed his saliva and solemnly raised his glass. He looked left and right at the deep red liquid, which resembled a magnificent gemstone. He brought it to his lips and took a gentle sip; the wine surged into his mouth like a spring, filling the air with fragrance. Instantly, every pore on his body relaxed, his limbs felt light, and his internal organs seemed to awaken.

Upon the order, hundreds of people poured out in a swarm from the gap in the collapsed wall, sprinting down a flagstone road illuminated by dim streetlights.

"He's hurt... he's hurt!" Jiang Qingqing's body trembled, and tears streamed from her beautiful eyes.

"Old Master Jiang personally invited me to the Jiang family clubhouse. I am now the focus of everyone's attention; so many people watched me walk in here. If something happens to me, can the Jiang family shoulder that responsibility?" I spoke with considerable confidence.

After Li Gan was resurrected and had fought for a few years, he had never seen iron-chariot troops. Previously, when fighting against the government forces in Guanzhong, there were no iron chariots, and only now did he realize the government forces possessed such formidable weapons.

The Feathered God was indeed very weak, his speed greatly reduced, and Ming Yu had been severely wounded, making his speed even worse. The three men behind them were all at the mid-stage of the Marquis Realm, and they closed the distance in an instant.

Sleeping habits? Lin Yitong found it ridiculous. She had been sleeping with her son for three years; how could she not know his habits?

Zuo Liangyu frowned slightly, unsure of what Zhang Xianzhong was planning. Seeing the dense forest behind Zhang, he dared not advance rashly and ordered Hui Dengxiang to step forward and speak.

Gao Shimeng nodded, set down her bag, reached out to support the old man, and walked outside. Jing'an Temple was not far from the Gao family villa; it was within walking distance.

"We aren't close, but you are close to her," Xuanyuan Xiumo said in a flat tone, though her eyes drifted toward Zi Han.

Xiao Lun chuckled softly. Lying in the wooden barrel, he felt utterly devoid of strength; even opening his eyes required all his effort, which made him smile bitterly.

Yang Sha was naturally curious and asked how I had handled Sun Chunfeng and the others. I didn't answer him yet, first letting him and Sun Chunfeng wake the others up.

Complaining and venting her anger, Mu Siyan changed the channel from the anime station to the news, where the first thing that caught her eye was a report about the Imperial Group.