Chapter Ninety-Four: He Looked Very Tired

For Yu Yunxi, this was the first time she had ever seen Fu Chen in real life, and she could not help but feel a flicker of amazement. She had once thought Lin Yu’s looks were already exceptional, but after seeing Fu Chen, she realized how narrow her own vision had been.

Fu Chen wore a navy suit. His swordlike brows cut sharply through his tousled hair, his features were exquisite, and his entire bearing was extraordinary.

Yu Yunxi was perceptive enough to know that if Fu Chen had come looking for Song Hui, it must be for private business. Besides, the man’s expression was far too frightening. On that point, Lin Yu was better; at least he was approachable.

Wait. Why was she comparing Fu Chen and Lin Yu at all?

She dismissed the tangled thoughts in her head and tugged at Song Hui.

Chen Nuo raised one finger, and a streak of light shot from his hand, racing toward one of the chosen zombies that had just attacked him. With a soft crack, the beam pierced the zombie’s head. The creature swayed, then collapsed to the ground.

It seemed that starting with persuasion would not be easy. Ren Yuting quietly slipped out. Soon after, Bi Yue came in carrying a basin of icy water, and seizing a moment when no one was paying attention, she suddenly hurled it at Su Ruoshui’s head.

Ye Haoxuan lingered outside for more than ten minutes before coming in. He shut the door and stormed inside, his eyes swollen and red, as though he had been beaten.

He did not want to see a genius like Mu Xiaofeng defiled by a scum like Xi Zhongjie.

Looking at Xu Chong and Xu Lie as they scraped backward across the ground in retreat, the people around them all cried out in shock.

A glance at their position showed they were very close to the entrance. But it was too dangerous here; the beam overhead was about to burn through. If it came crashing down, it would surely kill her and Huangfu Jue.

After all, if one wanted to see the fake Qing Kuang make such a face, there would be plenty of chances. No matter what, she could not be made to suffer for nothing.

“The most important thing is that we have no reinforcements. We may very well reach the point of running out of bullets and food. By then, facing armed bandits, we will be like lambs awaiting slaughter, with not the slightest power to resist.” The middle-aged man spoke bitterly.

Without another word, Fang Haotian clenched his hand. The thunder of Thunderfall Valley seemed to hear his summons, gathering instantly into his palm. A destructive aura surged, and silver serpents writhed and danced.

Ye Guyuanhong scooped up a spoonful, blew on it gently, and tasted it carefully. The flavor was decent. For someone who ate delicacies every day, if he could still find it good, then it was truly quite excellent.

Although Rong Baotian was the lord of the city, on one side stood the Princess of Heavenly Martial, of noble status, and on the other was the first family of their Treasure City. Neither side was easy to handle.

The fat man muttered complaints about Princess Emily while setting both of his phones to silent.

“I can only tell you that leaving now is truly the wisest choice. It is not only to avoid Wels; that old fox Salem is even more dangerous.” Emily pouted and said, narrowing her eyes.

Suddenly, in that instant, I felt the entire underground cavern tremble. Then a deep, muffled roar sounded, followed by wave after wave of surging water. From that sound alone, it was impossible to imagine just how enormous the thing truly was.

Although a battle had just ended, it did not affect anyone’s mood in the slightest. In fact, everyone was feeling particularly good. This time, they had not only witnessed the level of the so-called greatest prodigy of the Sacred Mystic realm, but also seen a splendid duel. It was, for all of them, a tremendous gain.

However, the venomous look Fang Mingqiang cast as he departed had filled Li Changlin with vigilance.

“That black-clad man should be the current leader of the Great River Alliance, Gu Minyi,” Wei Jie said with a sigh.

Not only that, but far off on the horizon, several mighty streams of azure immortal radiance shook heaven and earth, their brilliance billowing like clouds.

“Hmph. Fatty Ling, are you really so pleased that our mountain gate has been breached? That we could not stop this foreign enemy? I wonder why you seem so delighted by our misfortune,” Dan Yixian said coldly.

Then, all of a sudden, a blue point of light appeared before them, still flickering with a faint trace of purple electricity.