139 Dark Martial Artist

More than an hour later, the two of them finished sparring through the eighteen martial arts. Zhao Xuan sat at the front of the table, holding a pen, and began to write down the internal mental cultivation method taught by Zhao Hai on a piece of paper.

With a bright smile, Zhao Xuan looked at Chen Anan and handed him the written paper, saying, "Anan, for you."

Chen Anan took the paper, looked at Zhao Xuan's neat handwriting, and began to read slowly.

They were all four-line quatrains, obscure and difficult to understand, written densely from top to bottom.

Otherwise, why would Situ Yan have taken Shanshan's side when conflicts arose between Shanshan and Situ Qing?

Not only did outsiders find the Second Madam Lu's death rather sudden and peculiar, but the young masters and servants of the Marquis of Dingguo's estate felt the exact same way. It was just that they had no way of knowing the hidden story and did not dare to inquire about it, leaving only Lu Mingfeng and Lu Mingzhu to know a fraction of it through their respective mothers.

While sighing in admiration, Zhuo Shiying's own imposing momentum continued to rise. Admiration aside, he had promised to help someone win the position of martial alliance leader, so he could only go all out and prepare for battle.

"Miss An has gone to work!" Nan Er hurriedly explained. Sometimes being too concise could easily lead to life-threatening situations.

Yet now, everything had changed. She had become Ouyang Luo's wife, while he truly could only become a neglected past.

"Don't worry, I will take responsibility for you." Instead of moving her, these words earned him a fierce, verbal lashing.

"It's not that we can't, it's that it's completely out of the question! But since you're courting death, I'll just have to grant your wish!" the Poison Witch said with a gloomy laugh.

Before leaving, Yun Yue was still uneasy. He stared intently at An Qin, who was busy running around. She seemed to have lost weight again recently, almost losing the skin-and-bones appearance she had when they first met. Fatigue radiated from her entire being, making one truly want to pull her into an embrace.

"Even so, she still has no reason to hurt Lingxue." Feng Tianqi would not soften his heart. No matter the reason, hurting Lingxue was simply unacceptable.

Her cell phone was gone from her pocket. She was worried about her mother's condition. Although Nanmen Zun had promised to give twenty thousand to her family with a believable excuse, it hadn't been fulfilled yet, and she wondered if they had dared to spend the money she sent home last time.

"Old Sero, you are my steward and the magistrate of Locke County, be steady! Tell me slowly whatever has happened." Yang Yi wiped his feet and put on his shoes. Seeing Yang Yi so calm, Old Sero calmed down as well and recounted the sequence of events to Yang Yi. The trouble still stemmed from the rat extermination.

Now feeling as though he had lost his divine powers, Dai Qi was indeed rather distressed. He had figured out the era, but he still couldn't figure out whether this place was an illusion or a genuine other world.

Because Hammer Industries happened to be the opposite of Stark Industries and was closely aligned with the government, it naturally had a certain political leaning.

Immediately, the clerk scurried toward the inner hall, while Guibao sat quietly in his chair, waiting patiently while observing the surrounding cultivators doing business. Their bargaining scenes were just like those in a regular marketplace.

At this thought, goosebumps broke out all over Xue Zhiyuch's body! The image of his fifth sister flashed into his mind instantly.

When they swallowed it, however, their expressions changed drastically. Seeing He Cheng unable to hold back his laughter and guessing that he was behind the trick, Song Zhiyi delivered a punch.

Poor Lu Kun never dreamed that a momentary act of kindness would bring him such fatal disaster. Heavily outnumbered, Lu Kun died in the mountains in order to cover the escape of Lu Yin—who had just finished giving birth—and the newborn Lu Qin. Stripped back to his true form, he was recognized as a Six-Sun Deer and carved up and eaten by the cultivators present, a truly tragic end.

As soon as Feng Lingzheng stepped out of the ancestral temple, she saw "Dang Chenggui" dragging her two junior martial brothers toward her. The two junior martial brothers looked in agony, their faces pale and their bodies trembling. They seemed completely unable to move, yet they were crying out in excruciating pain.