Volume 1, Chapter 126: Don't Be Such a Pushover

Ning Yusheng’s cheeks flushed bright red.

She stammered for a long while before casting Shen Chaowu a shy, bashful glare.

It was called a glare, but in truth it was little more than playful flirtation.

“You’re so annoying!”

Anyone who was not a fool could tell that what Ning Yusheng meant was not “You’re so annoying,” but rather, “I like you.”

It was far too obvious.

There was no need to seek confirmation.

Shen Chaowu took a sip of iced coffee. The bitter liquid slid down her throat, and she blinked in confusion.

Xiao Qinghu snatched it over and immediately stuffed the noodles into his mouth. Ba Hufeng shot him an exasperated look. “Could you slow down? No one’s going to steal it from you.” Seeing him choke, she hurriedly handed him a bottle of mineral water. Xiao Qinghu gulped down several mouthfuls before letting out a long breath.

The outcome was utterly tragic. He had been subdued merely by someone crooking a finger at him, then locked away and sentenced to death as a warning to others. When Penelope asked to see Tama one last time, Mata considered the consequences. If she met Penelope, the Beast King would certainly grow suspicious of her and eliminate her as well, leaving no survivors.

Within the sphere, the fire spirit sensed something faintly at the instant the remnant soul summoned the puppet. Its brows drew together slightly, clearly wary of such methods. Yet they soon relaxed again, and it continued watching Tang Chuan.

The artifact spirit was slowly drawn back into the sleeve, able only to stare helplessly at the sacrificial wood in the Ghost General’s hand.

The enormous Golden Crow above the young master’s head had already vanished. It seemed to have appeared solely to spit a little saliva at him. Of course, that “saliva” was also the fundamental reason he now wished he were dead.

Thus, he raised his chin with supreme arrogance, his eyes practically ignoring Liu Yuehua’s existence.

“Go back. The things in the forbidden ground have already been disturbed. If we don’t leave at once, something terrible may happen.” Old Freak Grave furrowed his brow deeply, the wrinkles across his face bunching together.

When he looked up at Ye Fei again, there was no longer any trace of his former contempt. The call he had just received was from his father, Kong Bochan, who had told him about the latest information sent back by the Kong family’s intelligence agents in Flower City and Shengzhou.

The flying slash unleashed with all his strength split the advancing magic beam in two, but it did not end there. The slash that cleaved through the beam carved a long gash across the belly of the magic airship. The floor, which had been perfectly intact, suddenly split apart, and many unfortunate soldiers plummeted through the opening.

Qin Xianglian and Zhang Ni carried the dishes to the dining table, only to discover that Second Fool was missing. When they called his mobile phone, they found it had been switched off.

At the same time, a similar incident occurred in Japan, just across the sea from South Korea. After receiving secret intelligence and a report concerning the terrorist incident in South Korea, the Japanese authorities also tightened surveillance of tourists arriving from Europe and the Americas.

As soon as they reached the entrance to Meridian Valley, the two began arguing over who should advance ahead in concealment, clear the way, and keep the news from spreading.

“Holy Son, that isn’t what I meant. Of course I’ll go. I’ll lead your horse and attend to your every need. Wherever you go, I’ll go.” The Barefoot Monk was still counting on the Holy Son to cure his chronic headaches, so he had no choice but to follow him.

Over the years, her father’s gambling addiction had grown increasingly severe. This time, he had actually incurred more than two hundred thousand in gambling debts, and the debt collectors had already forced their way to the family home. They shouted that if he did not repay the money, he had to sign a written agreement and use the house as collateral.

“Are you leaving or not?” Jiang Qilong demanded, glaring at them. “If you don’t leave, I’ll kill myself right now!” As he spoke, Jiang Qilong pressed a hand against his own head.

The battle finally began. In the distance, Cao Cao’s naval forces had just entered the confluence of the rivers. Since they were changing course from drifting down the Han River to traveling upstream along the Yangtze, the oarsmen of every vessel were scrambling desperately to row, while the sails were hurriedly adjusted. For a time, many of the ships began drifting sideways across the river.

With the tacit approval of the Sage of Six Paths, they even summoned the three great White Snake Sages. Combined with the power of the Nine Tailed Beasts and the rest of their forces, they instantly overwhelmed the Jin Yong universe.