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Chapter 12929 — Perhaps We'll Have Another Chance

The Blossom Guardian

Only, this particular lucky star had a rather ugly face.

The crux of it was that, as an elder of the Tianren Academy of Learning, the man's status was neither high nor low. If he were truly dealt with outright like this, then how to handle the Tianren Academy of Learning afterward would become another problem entirely.

Still, by all reason, Elder Yuehua's weight alone should not have been enough to draw the notice of the Trackway Chief God.

Then the Trackway Chief God's next words left everyone present frozen in unison.

"As for the remaining chief gods...

They can survive only in the desert, though they need not eat to live; yet once they leave the desert they cannot survive. Why this should be so, perhaps it has to do with temperature?

He was quite content with such a life. He had been exiled here in the first place; if he could produce no achievements and then spent every day tangled in strife, that would be far too exhausting. Still, to be born into officialdom and hope never to run into a single vexing matter was plainly impossible.

"Haha! John! I hope we'll have another chance to meet—farewell, my friend." Zhang Cheng waved at John, then told Bulma, who had already moved into the driver's seat, to drive.

"If the three shots hadn't hit me, would you really have let me go?" Xue Fei asked, looking at Matsushita Sho.

Su Xiaoling was delighted at this. "Many thanks, brother!" she said, and with that hurried off toward the street corner.

The other evolved creatures began to come to their aid, and the roots of the White Poplar King as well—spreading over heaven and earth they came. The earth shook and the mountains trembled, which only piled more difficulty onto my plate.

"This servant is willing to follow the master," they said, thinking that since their own ancestral elder called Tang Yan master, they too would call Tang Yan master.

"Sis, do you like these clothes?" Tang Yan said, bringing the thirteen sets of clothing before his cousin.

"Insolent! You lowborn wretches dare to be disrespectful to Young Master Long..." cried the servants beside the brocade-robed youth.

Qin Yue touched the stone in his pocket with his hand—even if the Nangong family sent someone to search, what of it? The stone was on his person; who could find it?

Whether it was the research of the Moon God Company... or the last core of the Fairy Domain, he would need to invest time in it.

"I'm preparing to replace some people, and the first to go is you, you good-for-nothing idler!" Lin Chen shot a glance at Hanamichi Sakuragi and said sternly.

Yet when the smoke and dust from the explosion slowly cleared, Ye Lai's figure appeared once more before Jun's eyes—and this time the attack had failed to inflict even a scratch on Ye Lai.

Minamoto no Makoto was so furious he could have spat blood. He could, in fact, simply open the plane's door and jump out, but it would be of no use: that stretch was so vast, and all of Tokyo was Anbei's territory—he had nowhere to go.

Lin Chen slowly walked up before Gongsun Linglong and sat down. The eighth round of debate had officially begun; in an instant, an invisible fire of war swept across the arena.

"He'll definitely come to the company every day—keep an eye out then, and whatever you do, don't stir up any unnecessary trouble."

All told, this time he had been careless, deceived by Su Mu's false appearances for so long; and he could not help but marvel at just how deep Su Mu's patience and cunning ran.

To discuss doomsday with someone who was not even of this world—there was simply no way to move them. As for whether Chun was lying, Aika could still tell that much.

"Just remember, bear with it and it will pass," Matron Liu said to Qin Lianye out of kindness, while Qin Lianye nodded hurriedly again and again at her side.

Though Zhuo Qixing could not break free of Baili Haoling's domain power, Old Monster Zhuo's strength could.

He no longer drove me away, no longer spoke cold words to me; he even let me take his arm and pillow my head on his shoulder.

Besides, Chen Yu'er had never intended to kill him—she had even deliberately restrained the power of the Fire Dragon Pearl. It was only that even she had not expected the Fire Dragon Pearl to be so fearsome; otherwise she would have lowered its power by yet another notch. Had she done so, Lou Wu would not have been so grievously injured.