Chapter 155: Waiting on Him

"Wen Lanlan, is he the culprit who intended to kill Miss Lian today?" Du Mao asked, clearly shocked. "Why did he suddenly die?"

Lu Ming put down his phone and said, "They say the car plunged into the sea. Neither of the two survived."

The police had already dispatched a team to salvage the vehicle and were currently gathering evidence.

Du Mao speculated, "Perhaps they saw the police chasing them and, realizing there was no way out, decided to commit suicide together?"

"Impossible," Lu Ming shook his head. "Even if Wen Lanlan wanted to die, he would never have dragged Wen Qingqing down with him. Based on what we know of his life, if he were going to die, he would definitely have shifted the blame..."

The two individuals batted their eyelashes at Mo Yishen. Before Mo Yishen could react, Qin Tianyue, standing to the side, couldn't help but shudder.

A-Man’s lips curled into a faint, sincere smile as she looked back toward the Forest of Death, gazing into it with a dazed expression.

Mu Qiancheng comforted himself with this thought, then cleared his mind and diligently followed the others forward.

Though he was at a carefree age, his brow and eyes were currently shadowed with a heavy, ominous aura.

The two of them seemed to be drinking with great enthusiasm and chatting heatedly, completely unaware that someone outside was watching them.

"Hey, that is no ordinary pill. It is said to be a celestial elixir that grants immortality. The refining process is extremely complex, using over a dozen rare, thousand-year-old ingredients. It is likely that not a second one could ever be produced in this world."

Hou Junji, clad in full armor with his robes cinched, sat upright under the main military banner. To his left and right sat a monk and an official, with seven personal Eagle Guards lined up in a row behind them.

Hua Zhenzhu nodded. If Qin Tianyue were to appear at the banquet in her true form, she would certainly attract a lot of attention, which would be highly detrimental to their plans. By transforming into someone else, Qin Tianyue was concealing her peerless beauty, making her appear much less conspicuous.

Her emotions gradually spiraled out of control as she reached out, pounding her fists against him, one strike after another.

After Qin Tianyu and the other five turned the corner of the corridor, they stood frozen. Qin Tianyu felt a blur before his eyes, followed by a flash of intense light, and then he found himself in a different place.

He had not expected that a dignified Qi Venerable expert would actually be driven to flight by his own hand. Of course, the greatest credit should go to the Fire Qilin, but even so, Long Ling felt immensely exhilarated.

To be able to scare away two Qi Emperor experts so easily, his strength must be terrifyingly formidable.

The man to the left of Feng Xiaoxiao had arched brows, hawk-like eyes, a pointed chin, and a blank expression that hid a streak of cruelty. This man was called "No Explanation," and he was also the vice leader of the Heavenly Wind Sect.

In this way, the current Youth Army had become a piece of fat meat; if it could be devoured, it would likely leave the Youth Army severely weakened and stabilize the entire position. Whether it was a blessing or a curse, it was a make-or-break gamble, Ni Min secretly resolved...

Chen Feng's blunt refusal left Miss Lin stunned for a long moment. How could this man, who had been looking at her lecherously a second ago, refuse so decisively the next? Was her charm insufficient? Or did he look down on her strength?

Wang Zhenyu was not as optimistic as the careless Yang Wangui. He knew how hateful his current actions were to the Qing army. If he were to lose his senses and decide to pursue guerrilla warfare to the end, continuing to stay in Hankou, the Qing army would undoubtedly mobilize their main force without hesitation to encircle and annihilate him.

Long Ling was startled. He didn't know when this middle-aged man had appeared in the courtyard. There had clearly been four people just a moment ago—how were there five now?

"Brother!" one of the bald men in the group shouted at the young man under Qin Feng's foot, his low voice filled with rage.

I thought to myself and glanced at the time; it was already ten o'clock at night. Damn it, the sleepiness was hitting me, so I lay down on the bed and closed my eyes to rest.

Bai Yun shifted his focus, his black hair slowly turning white. Feeling the strength in his body, comparable to the eighth level of Qi Refining, combined with his Sword Qi, he realized that if he used it properly, victory was not impossible.