Chapter 99: The Clash!

If it were Song Tiancheng, even if he was afraid of Li Feng, he wouldn't show it so openly on the surface! After all, when it came to putting on a brave face, Song Tiancheng was a professional. But Song Shaocheng, in that regard, was still a notch below his own idiot brother. As a result, though both were young masters of the four great families, his entire presence was completely suppressed.

The eldest young master of the Li family? ...... He bared his teeth at the fire fox, while the fox, like an ordinary one, lay sprawled on the ground, not daring to move a muscle.

"Boss, aren't you going to morning exercises?" Fang Sheng packed up his things and, seeing him motionless, asked curiously.

"What's your take? Let's hear it!" Peng Hao couldn't quite keep up with Mo'er's line of thinking, but the thought of her going to the banquet made him worried sick.

Yun Feng sneered coldly. Before coming here, he hadn't known that the ghost clan was so audacious! They had actually slaughtered so many people in secret! He slowly turned his head and looked at Baoge once more. "Alright, you can go die now. Hopefully the Spirit Beast Sect will avenge you." With that, his eyes turned icy cold, and he threw a punch straight at Baoge.

"Let's go back." At that moment, Chen Yi walked over and gently patted Li Chi on the shoulder. He could see the conflict and pain Li Chi was going through.

"So you're planning to keep going further?" the Stone Monkey asked, taking a bite of the cured meat in his hand, his words muffled.

Ning Chong's eyes burned with fierce white flames, the radiance swirling around him expanding yet another ring. His plain robes and black hair whipped and billowed wildly as if ravaged by a violent gale.

Closing his eyes, Wang Xuanlong carefully recalled Wang Xuanwen's recent odd behavior, yet no matter how he tried, he couldn't remember anything abnormal about her. Since that Bai Yifeng had brought up Wang Xuanwen himself, the two of them definitely couldn't have no connection.

Seeing that Peng Hao's clothes were somewhat disheveled, with a bit of sweat on his forehead, and that he was beaming with joy, Peng Mo guessed that Manager Sun and his family must have been rescued.

Qin Mu carried a basket, trampling down the withered grass blocking the way as she escorted the mother and son to Father Tong's grave.

Long Wu, however, waved his hand with a smile. His gaze landed on a person not far away; that person gave Long Wu a slight nod. Long Wu smiled faintly, let out a soft breath, and fixed his eyes on one direction, as if waiting for someone's arrival.

At Yueyang Hotel, Chu Wei parked the car, then walked around the front to the passenger side and opened the door for Hao Aiyu.

"How dare you! How audacious! Under the very nose of the emperor, he acts this boldly! You there, go teach this wretch a lesson for this princess." Jianning's brows shot up in fury as she ordered her attendants.

It wasn't that he feared those divine dragons, but rather that even with his current perception, he couldn't tell whether this was an illusion. Perhaps the Great Elder had opened the forbidden land of the dragon clan, bringing about some enormous karmic consequence.

After receiving my permission, Zhang Minglang was happier than anything, leaning in to kiss me again. Those kisses this time were like a warm spring breeze—once they landed on me, I melted. Heh heh.

"That's impossible!" Karl suddenly roared, his body surging with martial energy, as if he hadn't been using his full strength earlier.

The two of them stayed at the hospital watching over Mengmeng for an entire day, barely drinking a drop of water or eating a single grain of rice. Han Junyu worried that Su Mianmian's body wouldn't be able to hold up, so he slipped out during a spare moment to buy some food.

His primordial world automatically expanded a thousand miles, chaotic energy exploding in all directions, east, west, north, south, filling the entire heavens and earth, scaring several heavenly beings working on the construction so badly they dropped straight to the ground.

When Aunt Yu Er first entered the profession of a spirit medium, her master had told her about the four great families. The divine family—the ferrymen of the mortal realm—had signed a contract with the underworld. One descendant in each generation inherited the duty, ferrying souls in the mortal world for the yin realm.

Li Mu wasn't making a military pledge, nor was he boasting. With his current status and ability, and with the current strength of the troops entering the army, even the navies of ordinary nations were no match. Would he really be afraid of a few broken ships from some sea ruffians?