Chapter 140: Going Home!

"Meng Fei, didn't you want money?"
"I will give you the money."
Chen Fan shouted loudly. Under the current circumstances, it was nothing more than Meng Fei wanting to make his escape.
With one hundred million yuan, even if he fled to the Continent, he wouldn't live too bitterly for the rest of his lower life.
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"Heh, of course I'm going in to get the Xuanyuan Sword," Baili Dengfeng chuckled and said as a matter of course.
Whether it was Li Cheng's dominance that forced Xu Tianfang to back down, or for some other reason, Xu Tianfang finally stopped talking at this moment. However, if anyone paying close attention were to look, they would definitely notice that Xu Tianfang's eyes were flickering uncertainly.
Because the person undertaking this mission was Titus, who had originally commanded the troops to attack Ostia, he had gained a profound appreciation from failure for the formidable nature of this defensive system established by Daenia, and thus adopted it with only minor modifications.
If that really were the case, it would be disastrous. With the strength of the Cold Profound Sect, it was simply no match for those forces.
"Teacher, back then, the scholar Socrates did not listen to your advice, believing that the citizen assembly would grant him a fair trial, and in the end, he lost his life! You must not—" Speusippus urged anxiously, wanting to persuade him.
Chen Zheng racked his brain without finding a method. The heritage he obtained from the Heart-Devouring True Monarch contained descriptions of sword momentum and sword intent, but how sword momentum transformed into sword intent was not explained.
Ye Han had to unleash his full strength to resist. A moment of carelessness might result in him being slapped to death by the Golden-Scaled Dragon Beast.
This breath of air was also transformed from soul light, manifesting externally as a seven-colored flowing light, and was then swallowed back into the mouth of that deity.
However, sect upgrade missions were different. Not only were the sect master points numerous, but the rewards were all excellent things. Upgrading to a fourth-rank sect would randomly reward one with a "Source," and this time the Wuji Palace could jump straight to a fifth-rank sect—a reward that undoubtedly made Baili Dengfeng even more expectant.
Ling Duyuan nodded and brought Mei Feixue back to the Purple Bamboo Courtyard. After placing Mei Feixue on the bed, Ling Duyuan headed toward Shen Fei's courtyard.
"Which other Xia Yu could it be? Of course it's the Xia Yu who grew up with us!" Leng Feng said.
Lady Wang Shanbao muttered in a low voice, and one could vaguely catch words like "physician" and "hard to conceive ever again." Clearly, Lady Wang Shanbao had informed Lady Xing that she had injured her body and would find it difficult to conceive children again, which explained why Lady Xing found it hard to believe.
"Yes, Your Majesty is always right," Yingchun said with a hint of helplessness. Being cared for by the Emperor, no matter the reason, still made her quite happy.
"We must take it down!" Ye Zifeng did not directly answer Master Cao's question, but instead said viciously.
Even so, Elder Tong still lost his life, and the remaining few were all injured. Ren Woxing even had one of his eyes blinded by Dongfang Bubai, who had been heavily wounded and collapsed on the ground.
Chu Ning hurriedly wiped the tears from her face, but found they had already dried up and couldn't be wiped away at all. She immediately looked in the mirror—luckily, her complexion just looked a bit poor.
However, she knew Xu Yang's capability; he was probably just making the tactless A Zi suffer a bit, and there was certainly no threat to her life.
Li Jinglong knew that the giant python was extremely difficult to deal with, and once coiled by it, it would be hard to escape. However, it was already too late; the two of them were solidly entwined by the Ba serpent, back to back, unable to move. Hongjun raised his hands several times, but was unable to use the Five-Color Divine Light.
Leng He didn't want to let Leng Mu fall into despair again. He knew July was his lord's magic elixir. No matter what the situation was, even if there was only one breath left, as long as Princess Xiaoyang said a word, his lord would be able to leap around lively.
If, according to Yan Weiyin's suggestion, they started selecting from the youngest in age, the next one would be Sun Jingxian.