Volume One, Chapter 126: An Unfamiliar Name

Zhang Weidong drove home and carried all the New Year goods from the car to the kang in the main room, covering it from end to end.

“My goodness! Where did you get so many wonderful things?”

Zhang Xuewen stared at the brightly colored New Year goods spread across the kang, dazzled by the sight.

“It must have been Third Brother wasting money again!”

Seeing that I was still being unruly, the two fellows immediately took one banner each, stood on either side of me, and began beating me with them, knocking me to the ground.

The Grand Elder frowned slightly in midair. He could sense the energy within the Vermilion Bird. To be honest, it posed no threat to him. But Xiao Chen’s purpose was not to deal with him—it was to inflict a devastating blow on the Zi family. Preventing that would take even the Grand Elder considerable effort.

“We can change the battle into a single match. Or, as you suggested, we can refrain from sending any warriors of the Ten Elites level. But we have already won one match. Even if you truly win this one, the entrance to the trial grounds still cannot be divided up,” the Ji family’s patriarch asked.

Mo Shangyou gazed at the scattered yellow leaves on the paving stones, his hands clasped behind his back as he stared absently at the beautiful mountains in the distance.

The man walked to Huang Wei’s office and gently knocked twice. Only after hearing Huang Wei say, “Come in,” did he open the door and enter, closing it behind him.

The Precept-Breaking Monk cast Chu Fan a strange glance, then dropped to his knees before the Demon Ancestor like a ball and began kowtowing.

At first, Ye Tianfeng heard only a tinkling sound, rather like the musical murmur of a spring. Beyond that, he sensed nothing unusual.

Xiao Hua had always appeared before him dignified and imposing, so awe-inspiring that he worshiped her—and from that worship, a deep love had grown within him. Yet she had actually done something so horrifying and unbelievable.

At the time, Bai Youyou was a sophomore in college. Seeing Ding Shan and Bai Tongfeng frequently give her cold looks, she took the initiative to move into the school dormitory, taking responsibility for her own tuition, food, and living expenses.

“Laugh?” Hu Ao sneered. The Xuanyuan Sword in his hand suddenly swept out. Its speed was so great that the blade itself could not be seen.

“But… Mother. He has humiliated you so shamelessly. How can you simply endure it?” Hu Ao paused for a moment, then asked the White Tiger with faint helplessness in his voice.

She was terribly vexed. Her uncle had always treated her well, so what had gotten into him today? Besides, he had never casually judged other people before. Yet she had just met this man and knew nothing about him—not even who he was or what his name was—and somehow he had received her verdict all the same.

Thus, a bipolar patient named Sun Dehua was added to Isolation Room Three in Area A.

That scream pierced the eardrums like the wail of a vengeful ghost. It was far too real—how could it possibly have been an auditory hallucination?

“Hey, how can you talk like that? You curse someone to die the moment you meet them,” Li Xin said irritably, looking at the other person.

The thing did not seem friendly. The moment it emerged, it lunged straight at Sang Ruo’s face, intending to burrow through the seven apertures of the nightmare incarnation that Sang Ruo had become. Seeing this, Sang Ruo hesitated for a moment, then allowed it to enter without the slightest resistance.

“What? Who dares barge into my Zheng family’s territory in Jing’an?” one of the elders asked anxiously.

If she did not flee now, when would she? She could not possibly let Mo Lingyuan catch her, strip her naked in front of everyone, and use that to prove that she and the Young Marshal’s wife were innocent, could she?

Although this was a virtual world, if something went wrong… the brain would still suffer damage.

Even amid the chaos, every move Mo Tian made was noticed by Du Sheng and the others at once. But this time Mo Tian ran with all his strength. Even though Du Sheng and the others were more powerful than he was, they still lost him after a long pursuit.

Seeing that Mo Tian was determined, Wu Xuan said nothing more about it. Instead, he changed the subject and began discussing other matters.