Chapter 13103 — At Last They Stopped to Think

"At last they have stopped to think."

Wei Zhao and Zhang Baiyu exchanged a glance and smiled in mutual understanding.

At that very moment, the few opinion leaders whom Su Wuyin had hoisted up were still scrambling every which way, desperate to ride the wave; the only thing they had to lean on was this surge of emotional confrontation.

Now that the emotion had ebbed, they were exposed at once.

After all, with the abilities these people possessed, they would never have had a chance to rise under normal circumstances—only by borrowing Su Wu...

Tang Yan threw Ning Hao a flirtatious look. Ning Hao trusted her so completely now that her heart felt as sweet as if she had eaten honey.

Huang Gai and the others, however, were full of doubt. Zu Mao had sent men to Xiliang? And from the look of it, they seemed to be carrying out some task for their lord.

"Kun Python Blade!" the two roared in unison, swinging their hands, each unleashing a blood-red long saber. Where the blades swept, it seemed as though two ferocious kun-pythons came coiling in. The demonic aura of the kun-pythons churned and stirred up a raging tide.

In Luohuang City, to go to the Yin family—a third-rate clan—to demand a person, by any normal reasoning, how could one man take so long?

"Old Five!" the people of the Thunder Temple cried out in alarm, unable to reach him in time. They glared furiously at the Hua family, bolts of lightning crashing down without cease.

Zhang Li was frantic with anxiety. Taking out twenty thousand yuan had already felt like carving flesh from her own body. She had never imagined these young people would be so relentless, still wanting more.

Liu Chong hurried to help Dian Wei up, but found Dian Wei's body as heavy as a slab of stone—too heavy for Liu Chong to lift.

"No matter! Those things have long since known!" Qin Xiao reached up and peeled the disguise mask from his face, revealing a handsome, cold, and stern visage.

The two envoys nodded and said nothing more; wrapping the grand elders in true qi, they departed. Though they spoke no words, the excitement and elation in their eyes betrayed their feelings.

Hearing Brother Tian's words, Liu Hai trembled all over. He knew deeply that Xia Tian's word had always been as good as gold. Only then did Liu Hai realize that what he had done just now seemed rather superfluous, and that he had painted Brother Tian as far too "tyrannical and arbitrary."

She could not help but wonder—why was there no warmth on Kongkong's body, as if he were cool water?

Mo Fengye knit her willow brows tightly and drew a deep breath, yet her gaze did not flinch in the least, fixed straight upon the top of the cave mouth.

This was the second time he had seen her—dressed all in plain white, yet unable to conceal the delicacy of her features; a faint touch of powder on her face, and a pair of brimming eyes that glanced about with lively charm.

"Heh heh, we'd like to follow the leader and broaden our horizons too," Lu Yongbing said at once, smiling broadly.

It was only a pity that, though she knew people of the summoner profession existed, she had never once had the chance to come into contact with them.

Yaheng's brows knitted slightly; he released his hold on Su Qian and clutched at his chest, cold sweat already beading on his forehead.

As for why he was meddling now—because once the half-demons seized the Guangwu Continent, crossing the Turbid Waters would be only a matter of time.

Now, hearing Shaohua ask so casually and naturally the very question she had spent ages steeling herself for and still failed to ask, she could not help but feel a little vexed.

So Lord Chiqing did not know how to tell the princess consort, yet took it upon himself to report to her anyway—and that is why Lord Chiqing behaved as he did?

Mu Xu had told him that it was best to lay everything bare before her: whatever you want to know, offer a certain stake in exchange—then, if she was in a good mood, she might tell you a little more.

"What?" Yuri ran straight to the screen and saw that the footage from all three drone cameras was nothing but thick smoke.

Lin Fan shrugged indifferently. Even the Imperial Heaven Lord was no more than this—could a mere handful of these be worthy of fighting him?

As for Lin Fan, he said not a word; with a flick of his wrist he reversed his grip on the chopsticks in his hand, then hurled them out savagely!

As the Purgatory Youth had said, this was a Buddhist divine power, and to master it required tremendous innate wisdom.

Mingqi, also called ming vessels, is the specific term for objects from tombs and excavations. That he could tell this object was a ming vessel—by this eyesight alone, he was certainly no ordinary person.