Volume One, Chapter 51: Bearing Witness

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“Ninety-nine one? What on earth is ninety-nine one?” Even Yin Hong, who was always in the know, had never heard of such a thing. Jing Qiuxian felt a deep ache in her heart as she listened. It had been so long since she’d seen her son, and she hadn’t heard a word about him. The pain was almost unbearable. The players, who only moments before had been bubbling with excitement, now found their spaceship tossed about like a fragile boat in a tempestuous sea.

The more he interacted with Ye Ming and got to know him, the more reluctant he became to answer any questions related to Ye Ming. Though her hands were bound, Jing Qiuxian fiercely bit his face, and when she was done, she started biting his neck.

“But... but Boss, four of our brothers have already gone, they’ve fallen. The northern hills have just emerged from the chaos of the monster tide, and I fear there are still plenty of demons left,” the man in black said, bowing.

Miyamoto Shinichi wasted no time; clapping his hands, several men in black emerged from the darkness.

“It’s not that, it’s just that it doesn’t quite fit the style of the music video,” Jing Qiuxian mused, stroking her chin thoughtfully.

“Oh, look at my memory! She’s your second brother’s wife. She didn’t know you’d come back alive. The moment she found out, she made a great fuss and rushed right over,” the old man said, his tone a little inscrutable.

“Master.” With drooping eyelids, Jia Xu showed no reaction at all as Dong Zhuo burst into the carriage, looking listless and drained.

“Yes, I promise not to spoil the mood!” Zhu Qing, unable to resist her charming innocence, pressed her down once more.

That evening, the two of them ate dinner sent over by Qian Mo’s family. Qian Mo’s parents were at ease, knowing that Ouyang Yingqi was there with them.

That’s how she saw it, and she wasn’t wrong. She’d come to the Chen family out of necessity, seeking refuge. But the villagers of Nanyu didn’t see it that way. They always suspected that Chen Yu kept attracting these distinguished people because she’d somehow bewitched them with some kind of sorcery, and that was why the Chen family was flourishing.

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Because the three-eyed octopus wasn’t particularly high-level, there were a lot of players gathered nearby, all of whom turned their attention to Andy.

A crimson light burst from the skull-shaped lock, shooting up from the open carriage canopy into the sky, piercing the clouds, and then refracting downward, streaking across the night and plunging into the heart of the vortex.

The leader of the White Lotus Sect seemed to hear Wu Fei’er’s plea. Glancing sidelong, he saw three thousand disciples in white, battered shields in hand, standing unflinching in the storm, quietly awaiting fate’s decree or their master’s decision.

Liu Zhenhao had seen people bare their teeth before, but no one’s teeth were like Chasing Death Zhao’s—each one sharp as a saw blade, gleaming with a porcelain luster, like a beast about to pounce on its prey, exuding a savage, ruthless air.

“Mo’er…” Helian Junyi drew her into his arms again. She was becoming more and more of an enigma to him.

“Have all your wounds healed?” This was the first time Nangong Linyi had asked Nuo Mingyu with such genuine concern.

“Come on, stay away from me! I’m not into that kind of thing!” Xiang Yun hastily crossed his arms over his chest.

Then, one after another, the teams from the northern district stepped forward to draw lots. Some immediately peeked at their slips, while others covered the code names in their hands, waiting until they’d stepped off the stage before looking.

My consciousness gradually returned, and scenes and voices replayed in my mind. I saw my sword piercing through body after body, I heard cries for mercy and the sound of weeping.

The nine peaks of the Nameless Sect had changed little in appearance over the years, but aside from Qingming Peak at the center of the spiritual veins, the auras of the other eight peaks had clearly thinned.

As the two approached the entrance of the Zhou Tian Chamber of Commerce, the four guards at the door fixed them with sharp, scrutinizing gazes.

Back in the room, he saw the bed had already been partially claimed. He felt a little awkward; in his excitement earlier, he’d forgotten the most important thing.

From Ye Fentian’s current attitude, it didn’t seem as if he intended to snatch the imperial inheritance by force.

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“They say Wang Yi is a very capable rising star in the Wang family, but I never expected him to be so lacking in responsibility,” Pang Yunshu remarked, shaking his head.

Xu Nuo’er walked over to the giant gorilla, but the stench of blood was so strong she felt nauseous, quickly covering her nose and mouth and backing away.

“How could it be impossible? Just watch!” The Great Emperor Ye Pengfei offered no further explanation, signaling Ye Xiu to compose himself and continue listening to Emperor Ye Yuanxiang of the Tang Dynasty.

At that moment, Luo Mier’s body was completely revealed to Fan Yu’s gaze, and Fan Yu could sense every nuance of her strength.

Jiang Yi was furious after hearing the imperial physician’s words. She wanted to say more, but since Lu Yingquan’s pregnancy had come so suddenly, she couldn’t think of a good solution, and was left speechless.

Only now did Lang Tianya realize he had struck the black dragon right on the nose. Gu Bao and the others, delighted by the sight, laughed heartily in midair. The black dragon circled twice a hundred meters away, as if planning revenge, but hesitated and dared not approach again.

“What about Xing Yue? Did she stay at the bar all this time?” After the other finished speaking, Wu Sikai suddenly thought of Xing Yue.

Xing Chu strolled leisurely, moving with such ease in his Free Roaming Steps that he seemed to blur into a phantom and swiftly vanished into the distance.

“Alright, let’s go.” After wasting so much time eating a meal they didn’t pay for, it was already afternoon.