Chapter 139: The Uniform Fate of Illegal Entrants

December 10th.

The bitter gale, laden with the salty scent of ocean spray, lashed against the reefs. Aveline's silvery-white armor shimmered with a cold brilliance in the sunlight, and the grey-blue coastline in the distance had already come vaguely into view.

She had not appeared in the Xia Kingdom on the very day she made up her mind; it was not because her speed was lacking.

Simply put, as the commander of the Sixth Division of the Mandate Knights, she had routine official duties to attend to every day.

She always had to arrange all the affairs within her division properly before she could slip away quietly.

His hands were bound behind his back. After struggling for quite a while, he managed to sit up. In the pitch-darkness, he pressed against the cave wall and rubbed against it repeatedly until he finally spat out the rag stuffed in his mouth.

"It's fine, it's already good enough, already good enough," Long Zhanguo said, embracing his heavy-hearted son.

After sitting for a while, she departed. Only then did Old Madam Ye instruct Ruixi to summon the few maidservants who had returned to the Wang estate alongside Madam Wang.

At the mention of killing, Mo Fan opened his eyes. His purple pupils carried an invincible momentum as he spoke at the same time.

At this moment, he truly wished he could transform like Sister Qing'er, able to track people accurately by the faint scent left in the air to find Lu Linlang, or perhaps turn into a hound. But how could he possibly detect any scent right now?

In the original work, Linghu Chong first absorbed the inner force of the eight masters who had been healing his injuries—the Six Immortals of Peach Valley, Monk Buche, and Master Fang Sheng—and later even absorbed the lifelong inner force of the internal martial arts expert Heibaizi. Yet, his internal force still remained inferior to Dongfangbubai.

No wonder he was so familiar with the terrain, no wonder he possessed the art of flight; this was completely different from the Zhangsun Bozhong he knew. It was his own carelessness that he had failed to be on guard against him from the very beginning.

Tang Feng said helplessly, "There is no mirror here, and I can't extract the bullet myself. Don't worry, the bullet has only just entered the flesh and isn't deep; it's very simple." With that, he handed him the tweezers. He could have given himself an anesthetic injection, but upon second thought, he let it go—this bit of pain didn't amount to much anyway.

In fact, there was another ambush, which the Monkey had discovered. Even before Xiao Yunfei walked in, the Monkey had already deprived them of their combat capability, and these people remained under the Monkey's real-time surveillance.

Mo Fan followed the crowd, walking dazedly into the hall, and casually found a seat, his eyes fixed blankly on the person he had yearned for day and night, yet never dared to imagine.

If not for the heavy flow of people entering and leaving the school gate at this moment, there was no telling what kind of actions he might have taken.

"Eat this piece of apple, and I will tell you something you want to know," Qing Lian tempted her.

Hearing this, Jiang Xuan was slightly startled, and then glanced sideways at the Fourth Prince of Qingqiong, seeing that he wore an expression of amusement as well.

"En!" Chu Xinghan nodded, and then without reservation, recounted everything he had experienced in the Cave of Carnage from start to beginning, though he directly omitted the matters concerning Yellow Thunder and Orange Thunder.

"How is this possible? This fellow's imperial armor could actually be strong to this extent?" Ru Meng roared inwardly at this moment. If this were the case, wouldn't it mean that the boost in strength Qin Tian had previously gained by summoning this armor would have allowed him to easily wipe him out?

To fail to teach is the father's fault. Chen Fei felt that as a father, he had a necessary responsibility to correct the distorted worldviews of Yu'er and Xian'er.

He resumed his calm and breezy demeanor once more, resting his head on his father's arm, and spoke with a smiling expression.

"Shut the fuck up, all of you! Are you commoners worthy of telling me how to act?" Faced with the well-intentioned persuasion of the crowd, not only did the youth feel no gratitude, but he grew angry out of shame. Especially Feng Lin, the person who had instigated the uproar; he wished he could shatter his head with a single punch.

The power of rules in Xu Fan's previous punch had erupted, and the mystic light upon which Yun Zhi relied was like withered yellow leaves, easily torn apart by Xu Fan's fist! The power of rules exploded completely upon Yun Zhi's body; how could Yun Zhi possibly feel comfortable?

The ripples of destruction gradually dissipated, leaving behind only the python-dragon and Qin Tian, who controlled the Azure Lotus Array Diagram. Nothing more.