Volume One, Chapter 134: Let the Two Children Spend More Time Together

This meant that Xiao Xingrong was either the mastermind manipulating everything from behind the scenes, or merely a member of some mysterious organization.

Either way, he was inextricably involved.

At present, Shen Yan actually hoped he was the former.

If he was the latter, the problem would be far more serious.

Yet as it happened, every clue seemed to point more strongly toward the latter possibility.

The last time, Xiao Xingrong had been rescued by a mysterious figure.

This time, just as the conversation reached its crucial point, he had suddenly died.

Before anyone could react, the four men fell into pools of blood, their eyes still filled with disbelief.

“Hey, Zimo? What made you call me this time?” A voice as sweet and melodious as a lark suddenly came through the phone, tinged with a hint of surprise.

Given the current situation in the country, there were simply too few nursery rhymes. A nursery rhyme was a short poem written for children, emphasizing meter and rhyme and usually passed down orally. It was easy enough to win children’s approval with a good nursery rhyme, but the audience here consisted almost entirely of adults, which undoubtedly made the task more difficult.

At that moment, Duan Qianyao suddenly stepped forward and placed one hand on Ye Feng’s back. In an instant, an immense and pure force poured into Ye Feng’s body, causing his nearly exhausted dantian and meridians to fill once more.

“Is that so? I really couldn’t tell. Since you have so much confidence in him, why not let him compete with me? Then I can see whether he truly has the ability.” Colonel Zhang clearly had no intention of letting Yuan Xing off and spoke provocatively.

Quite a few Supreme-level experts were already waiting here. A rough count put their number at more than fifty.

Ye Feng had noticed that, at some point, the street had become completely deserted. The silence was unnerving.

By rights, such a marvel should have been famous throughout the War God Continent, yet no word of it had ever surfaced. It was far too strange.

“I’m busy with a few things at the moment. You’ll find out in a couple of days. Let me keep you in suspense for now.” Su Zimo spoke with a smile.

It was only because the two women were relatively obedient—one being a wet nurse and the other having been bestowed by the old madam while she was still alive—that Madam could barely tolerate them.

With her limpid eyes opened wide and glimmering, Xi Xizhi could think of nothing but this matter. After pondering it for a long while, she still could not resist the onslaught of sleep and eventually went off to play chess with the Duke of Zhou.

Everyone present could sense the monster’s exact strength, but the terrifying pressure radiating from its body was clearly no weaker than that of an ordinary peak Heaven-level expert.

The flames leaped and danced before them, especially enchanting and bright against the snow, and all the more comforting for the warmth they gave off.

A dragon ranked above a flood dragon; wherever a dragon was present, a flood dragon had no chance to show off.

Song Tianyan had also sent her gifts, including a light, close-fitting soft armor impervious to blades and spears.

Chong He said that she possessed tremendous talent in alchemy. If she could devote the same spirit to studying medicinal cuisine, she might be able to carve out an entirely new path.

Qian Niang appeared to be about fifteen or sixteen. She had a slender, graceful figure and a delicate beauty that made her seem almost too frail to withstand the wind. Now, with tears streaming down her face, she looked so pitiful that anyone would want to take her into his arms and cherish her.

Du Qu’s feelings were complicated. He reached into his bag for a cigarette he had treasured for a long time, only to discover that he had brought no matches. Even so, he placed the cigarette between his lips. Its bitter taste stimulated his mind, and only then did he regain the sensation of being alive.

Like the other princes, Li Junyang had many enterprises under his control. The Reaching Heaven Tower was his largest, but tonight it had been blown to pieces.

He had warned Liu Wu countless times not to use that trick to deceive people anymore, but Liu Wu refused to listen. Instead, he deceived more and more people—and every one of them was a powerful figure no one could afford to provoke.

The crowd also widened their eyes in astonishment. They had all seen the antidote’s color, because this particular antidote was extremely distinctive. Once completed, it took on an exceptionally beautiful purple hue, entirely unlike the antidotes for other poisons. Whether it was the antidote could therefore be recognized at a glance.