Chapter 97: The Serpent Mother King’s Tomb

Hearing Chen Yang say that, Zhao Sanjia was also taken aback.

Then he shook his head helplessly. "In our village, things like this happen two or three times every year. But even if they are well equipped, the final outcome is only to be buried in Ten-Thousand-Dragon Mountain and become dinner for the venomous snakes."

Having said that, Zhao Sanjia said no more.

And then...

Seeing Jing Tian crouched on the rooftop across the way, staunching Thirty-Six's bleeding, he quietly fitted three crossbow bolts into the groove, aimed at Jing Tian's head, and pulled the trigger.

Fine. Tang Ye admitted inwardly that after seeing Shi Xiaoxiao roll her eyes at him, it still hurt.

After giving his orders, Yan Ye took Lian Xinying's hand, wishing she could somehow feel him, sense his presence.

But the handsome face of the newcomer carried just a trace of gloom, and that made the words of concern sound strangely tainted.

He looked toward his mommy, who was cleaning in the distance, and his expression fell. He did not like this at all. He did not want his mommy doing labor.

White as a sunset glow, Bai Youruo's face flushed at once. She said nothing more, only nodded shyly beyond measure.

"Fourth Uncle!" What was that bastard up to now? After avoiding her for so many days, had he taken leave of his senses today?

He could protect no one. He was always enduring. As a prince, he had to endure even in front of the lowly servants of the palace.

It was a not-very-large cave, empty all around. At first glance, there seemed to be nothing special about it.

After hearing all this, the four judges were completely stunned. Given the situation just now, everyone had naturally assumed that Liu Buyan had treated Lu Dongfeng merely because he was eager to prove his medical skill and put them down.

They were used to the Emperor of Li presiding over the whole situation, used to the Emperor of Li directing everything, used to carrying out orders exactly as he commanded.

Su Nian pointed to the chair, signaling for him to sit down, and only then did she look at the man who kept avoiding her gaze.

So after dodging that strike, he counterattacked at once, raising his cane to stab hard at the top of the other man's foot, and in the same motion used the cane to smash viciously at the man's traditional male weakness.

Bai Yan and Gu Shaoan did not really follow dramas, and all the celebrities they knew added together might not even come to ten.

The enemy they now faced was unlike the one they had encountered at the beginning; it was not of the same species.

The downpour fell from a leaden sky, striking the street and running along the long road, the endless rush of water loud and ceaseless.

A hand that was not attached to an IV reached out, trying to grab his hand. Seeing the red patch on her wrist, Nan Yi quickly pulled it back under the blanket.

The others searched again, and the remaining walls proved of little value. Then An Ran turned toward the pitch-black doorway.

In truth, Feng Tian also knew that even if he made the trip, he might not be able to borrow much money. He was not especially close to those relatives; they only saw each other during the New Year, and hardly ever kept in touch the rest of the time.

The officials of Great Li were no strangers to spirit-energy cannons. Though none of them had ever seen one, the generals of every army had already been briefed on their power before setting out.

"We would never cause as much trouble as you do..." Zhang Jirong said softly, and the others all bit back their laughter.

Sometimes, as she watched, she would suddenly break into a broad grin. At other times, her eyes would turn a little red. For Grandma, Rong Xu was indispensable, the very half of her life.

As Third Madam let out a coquettish cry, Situ Yun was forced to be pushed over beside Qin Hao. The two of them were holding the same bridal ball, and when they turned around, they stood there awkwardly, rooted to the spot.

In the end, on QQ, Chu Ya sent Jun Jiuyuan a message: My mother knows you are here and wants to invite you to our house for dinner tomorrow. If you are busy, there is no need to feel sorry.

Yanhuan looked at him blankly, took the formal dress in her hands, rose from the bed, and slowly went back to the second bedroom to change.