Chapter 119: I Want to Go Home

Chapter 119: I Want to Go Home

Wang Guocheng asked Fan Xiaoyou anxiously, "Xiaoyou, are you alright? Do you feel any discomfort? If you feel unwell, tell me, I..."

Seeing Wang Guocheng’s concern, Fan Xiaoyou replied softly, "Guocheng, I’m really..."

The sight of all that agony being utterly shattered was truly shocking to behold.

"Lan'er, have you and the others been in contact with Xuanqing lately?" Na Tie asked Xuan Yalan and the others.

"That’s absolutely wonderful! Fine, I’ll go sign you up right now." Zhou Mengqiang was overjoyed, his excitement naturally spilling over into his tone.

After shattering the Blue Soul clansman's arm, Mu Xing’s palm strike did not stop; it surged forward, plunging into the man’s chest, poised to obliterate his heart.

"My apologies, I just can't control my hands. Whenever there’s an annoying fly buzzing in my ear, I feel the urge to swat it away." Qing Hong flashed a wicked, devilish smile, his captivating eyes sweeping over Mu Yuyan, who lay collapsed on the ground with disdain. His cold, arrogant demeanor and mocking words drew laughter from Mu Qingyu and the others.

"We tend to favor Deron Williams for his superior offensive capabilities, but Tiger is also exceptional. This will be a sweet dilemma," the Hornets organization stated publicly.

"Mu Qinghong!" It was only then that Huo Wulin and the others reacted, leaping down from the tree and rushing toward where Qing Hong stood.

Zhou Zheng reached the front court quickly with the ball. Deron Williams immediately stepped up to defend, giving him a step of space.

"What will we remember in the future? What will we tell our descendants? Will it be of strife, enemies, and hopelessness? Or of new opportunities and a future?"

"But it’s dirty..." Chuxin felt a bit bashful. Her hands had just been gripping those plants, and they were covered in filth. Yet, Jun Nuo showed no sign of disgust, focused entirely on stopping her bleeding. She, however, felt a mental barrier.

Because of this, they didn't speak to each other for a long time afterward, eating at separate tables and treating one another like strangers.

I fear it is not just the Eunuch Faction heading to the capital, but also the major noble houses, envoys from the governor’s office, scions of the aristocracy, and families of generals—all likely carrying mountains of gold and silver to grease the wheels.

Speculations of every kind abounded. Everyone hoped they would be the protagonist, destined to obtain the legendary treasures. More and more cultivators headed toward the beam of light; practically everyone who saw it was making their way in that direction.

His face sank instantly, even turning a shade of green. A faint sense of foreboding rose in his heart, yet burdened by the Emperor's mandate, he dared not slacken his pace.

For Chen Zui to say such things, he must either have the absolute resolve to win or be speaking out of anger.

"Don't worry. Even if we are being watched, there shouldn't be many of them. I have a way to handle it tonight; we just need to lure them out and kill them all." Jun Nuo had a certain level of confidence in his martial arts.

"Li Ling'er!" But the Xia clan had to jump in at this moment! Heh! Removing a Consort Li meant little in the vast expanse of the imperial palace, but if the target were the Empress herself... wouldn't half the sky be collapsing as well?

Furthermore, what left him feeling most helpless was that the opponent’s momentum was currently overwhelming, possessing an aura so powerful it felt capable of destroying everything.

Eh? Li Zhishi suddenly felt something was off. Shouldn't the standard script be: "It’s too late, please stay the night"?