Chapter 63: Take Away
As Qin Xiao and Yu Liang stepped into the shooting range, they were greeted by the piercing crack of a gunshot.
Following that came several harsh, alarmed cries.
"Lingyi!"
"Gu Lingyi!"
Beneath the shooting shed, a slender figure fell backward under the impact, and the coppery scent of blood filled the air.
Liang Musheng's arms trembled as he awkwardly cradled Gu Lingyi's limp body.
Huo Qi's hands, which had been guiding Gu Yanyue, froze in mid-air as he stared in a daze at the person collapsed with closed eyes two meters away.
With a low hum, a surge of fiery vital energy rose from Wang Zhan's body. In an instant, his aura skyrocketed explosively, and he felt as though a strength capable of lifting the very heavens was erupting from within him. Then, Wang Zhan's true Qi condensed into the form of a Vajra giant, possessing an immensely tyrannical might.
"Leaving? Where are we going?" Every time leaving was mentioned, Lan Mo would become somewhat displeased. This place was so wonderful, why did they have to leave?
"This lord speaks correctly." Shen Wu also hurried over. Although it looked pitiful to see Yun Feng trapped inside, she agreed with A Luo's course of action. A Luo had saved her life, and if A Luo perished, it wouldn't sit well with her conscience either.
The imperial court session finally concluded, and the terrified ministers breathed a collective sigh of relief. Long Jinchen and Lan Qi exited the Qianhe Hall one after the other.
"The five elements have both advantages and disadvantages. It is good that your abilities are powerful, but the consumption of mental energy will also become vastly greater." The ancestor's tone was somewhat heavy and very solemn. Yun Feng did not grow arrogant or complacent just because she could perceive all five elements; instead, she humbly listened to the ancestor's teachings and nodded repeatedly.
Yet at this moment, she had to leave no matter what. For the sake of her own pitiful dignity, and for the sake of the love in her heart—a love so noble and pure that it could not tolerate even a trace of deception or exploitation—the love between him and her.
Liang Muyun opened the cup lid and sniffed the rather strong aroma. It was somewhat peculiar. "What kind of tea is this? Why have I never tasted it before?" Replacing the lid, she turned her head to ask Duanwu.
Zhang Chenglin and the others hadn't arrived yet. I checked the time; it wasn't even five o'clock. I lit a cigarette, found a random spot to sit down on the athletic field, and looked at the dozens of people in front of me, all of whom looked quite excited.
Today, this young lady was wearing a professional suit—a black blazer paired with black trousers, her hair completely pulled up, giving off the distinct vibe of an office uniform temptation.
The scions present looked at each other in dismay; they genuinely had not expected such a flamboyant and outrageous move.
Upon hearing what Lin Chuan said, a trace of disappointment flashed through Mao You's gaze, but in the end, she nodded, tacitly acknowledging Lin Chuan's existence.
Yet now, he had still been thoroughly and brutally beaten up by this bald youth, Ma Dong?
Looking out across the room, Cheng Wushuang was employing an arcane blade technique to carve the dragon meat. Slices of dragon meat, as thin as paper, were laid out with extreme neatness on a stone table, exuding a faint scent of blood.
Wen Qihang weighed the landing net in his hand a few times before placing it on the ground and stepping on the three-foot-long pole attached to it. With a forceful lift of his arms and a sharp "crack," he snapped the three-foot pole right off the edge of the landing net.
When he appeared, there was no earth-shaking commotion as one might imagine. Instead, he seemed just like an ordinary person, except that his body radiated an inexplicable sense of oppression—an oppression that made ordinary people feel short of breath if they drew too close.
"Hmph, if that's considered smart, then there are no fools left in this world!" Su Ruoshui rolled her eyes, completely unimpressed by Song You's clumsy compliment.
Empress Liu asked once more, "With such terrifying combat prowess, Chu Yi, why are you not out defending the outside world instead of coming here into the ruins?"
Yahiko furrowed his brows deeply. "The ratio is this huge? That means for every single day in the Ninja World, a hundred days pass in the Dragon Ball world! Twenty years of that would mean only a month or two has passed in the ninja world. If I'm not careful and return, such a situation might actually happen. Could this really be true?"