Chapter 106: Little Uncle, Hold Me

Wen Mingfan soon learned from Shen Xuening that Min Xue would be making an appearance at the weekend birthday banquet, together with Zhou Jingyi, and the two of them would face the guests side by side. It was, in effect, a public declaration that they were together. Min Xue also intended to seize the occasion to proclaim her claim.

At the thought of it, Wen Mingfan, who had been in a foul mood all day, finally had an idea.

Soon after, Wen Ni also received an invitation to Min Xue’s birthday banquet.

She was quite startled by that. In the past, Min Xue had never sent her an invitation on her birthday. Yet this year, with "Wen Mingfan" already dead and herself reduced to a widow, she had actually received one.

How rare.

Since that was so, Wen Ni decided...

Although the company that issued the stock encrypted every user’s information and would never leak it to anyone, that was only in ordinary circumstances.

Ye Jiazhen’s phone was still with her, so she borrowed the taxi driver’s phone. The driver was a kind man and lent it to her warmly.

But just as the main force had turned its formation and was about to retreat back into the city, countless merman warriors suddenly appeared in the waters south of the city. They were the main naval force of the barbarian invaders.

It had already been said before that in Hua Nation, the year of the war with the first foreign invasion was a heavy word to remember; it stood for the humiliation the nation once suffered.

So long as your martial cultivation could still continue to rise, then nothing was truly a problem.

Supporting him as he got out of the car, Liang Mingxuan pressed nearly his entire weight on her. Ye Jiazhen could not move an inch and could only struggle forward step by step.

When they reached the doorway where Wei Yuanshan lived, they just happened to see that after being beaten, Wei Yuanshan did not strike back. Instead, he slowly crouched down, wrapped his head in his arms, and began to sob.

By then, many people in the estate had come out to watch the excitement. There was no need to mention the people from Shi Yuntian and Shi Yunfei’s courtyards; many servants from the second and third branches were also peering and pointing among themselves.

The more than a thousand martial-world figures gathered atop Cloud Terrace Mountain surged toward the dining area.

Taotao silently watched her. The sunlight at four in the afternoon streamed through the airport’s clear floor-to-ceiling windows and fell softly upon Zhao Xue, as though gilding her in gold. Her outline shimmered faintly in the light, even the ends of her hair flickering with golden brilliance, yet the expression on her face was one of sorrow Taotao had never seen before.

"First Lord, we have fallen into the Three Shadow Divine Calamity Formation." Tang Xuanfei’s face was somewhat unsightly, her tone grave. She knew that with Qiu Luzhan’s strength, she would not be able to break this formation.

"Stop! Don’t move..." Xiao Wan could not bear to forcefully slap away the large hand Wei Hanchuan had extended toward her. This time, she did not compel him to turn around; instead, she turned herself and awkwardly crawled around to his back.

Her palm was burning hot, yet when she held the other person’s hand, it still felt icy, cold to the very bone.

Lingyun wore a gentle smile, sitting in his seat and answering every question with courtesy and composure.

Knowing that it was vital to her, he had found that red buff in advance and brought it to her when she needed it.

He Xiang was equally unhurried. A thunderous sphere gathered in her palm, then she pressed it against the statue’s heart gate. Since one could not fly in this place, the two of them clung almost flush to the wall as they climbed to the statue’s heart gate, tens of zhang high.

"This isn’t even moderate activity; once you get busy, it lasts the whole day..." Though Madam Qiu was still nagging, it could be heard that Xiao Wan’s few simple sentences had already convinced her by more than half.

For all these reasons, during this period Shao Xuelian had not once taken the initiative to contact Zuo Jinyu or Wei Hanyou.

Though she thought this way, Gu Zhu still did not move, merely watching them quietly, listening to what they would say next.

Qin Kuangsheng’s gaze immediately fell upon the three of the Son of Heaven. In helplessness, the three could only force out an awkward smile and nod, which amounted to admitting Qin Yang’s words.

After hearing the lewd man’s complaint, Qin Yang suddenly recalled another item he had obtained this time, and his heart stirred.

Du Deyong and Cheng Liping both understood. Zhao Si had a physiological disorder and very likely some mental ailment as well, which was why, in a fit of rage, he killed Yao Yuanyuan. The pitiful young woman, beautiful as a flower, thus met her end, fixed forever at the age of twenty-three.

The other guests now looked somewhat at a loss, uncertain whether they should leave or remain here.

Xia Ruoxin carried her basket as she walked past them, and they were still talking. Her steps slowed slightly. Clearly, she no longer cared, and yet upon hearing news of him, her heart was once again thrown into disarray.

A blinding light shone in, making us all squint. Before we could clearly see what it was, we heard a dull thud, and the beam of light shifted away.

"You should go rest. I’ll head back first." Gao Yi finally released her. The warmth of his smile remained in his eyes, but it made Lu Xiaohua’s throat tighten faintly.

At the time, when Yan Ruoyi first saw him, she had felt the same way. Only, that feeling had been frightened away by Qin Shaoyu’s attitude toward her.

"The other party’s inner force is not only profound, but strange as well. He left a strand of it inside her body, and that force is now slowly devouring her." Zhi Xi continued.

Jue Danzi nodded. Since Long Bijun had made up her mind, he did not oppose it. So long as anything happened to Long Bijun, not only he, but Duanmu Gu as well, would not let Prison Ghost Yama escape unscathed.

Qingchen had originally prepared words of final resolve, but when he saw Murong Xuan’s bright and lively eyes, an inexplicable bitterness swept through his heart.

"Of course I can pay it back. This time I’m retiring from the martial world and brought my retirement money with me; it’s enough to settle the debt!" Wang Yishun pulled a stack of banknotes from his chest and counted out four bills, fifty taels each, four times fifty making exactly two hundred taels.

"Rest a few days, recover your strength, and then I’m going to climb Mount Guanghua!" Han Jinyong replied.

"I’m not hungry. You eat more." I rested my hand on her shoulder and patted it gently.