Volume One, Chapter 121: The Guardian Squad

"Isn't this for your own good? Hey, hey, hey, don't throw hands! You guys agreed to it at the time!"

Seeing Chen Fei about to beat him up, Montage decisively chose to run for it.

"Forget it, forget it. He did it for our sake. Aren't you heading to Barrier No. 1? If you beat him up, how are we supposed to get there?" Zhao Weijun hurriedly pulled Chen Fei back, urging him not to start a fight.

Hearing Zhao Weijun say this, Chen Fei gave Montage a reluctant glare.

"Take Dingdang and let's go."

"It's strange. Sister and Lan Jun have been out for so long, why haven't they returned?" Tsukimiya Ami asked with a face full of surprise.

She was still weak, so she could only listen to Yun Shuang's excited shouting, followed by Chu Zhaonan running over in a panic, jumping gently and softly into the cave, carefully picking her up, and sending her back to the army camp bed for treatment.

Smiling faintly at the Eighteen Blood Hawks, Tang Xiao turned to look at Shangguan Long and Zhao Ming lying on the ground behind him.

By the time Wang Tieshi, beaten to a pulp and covered in dirt, finally directed his men to use door panels scavenged from villagers' homes to build a bridge across the blockade trench, and those reinforcements of Japanese puppet troops entered Pingchuan, Li Ziyuan had long since commanded his troops to disappear without a trace.

The surrounding villagers were shocked by Xiugu's fierce words and actions, casting glances of confusion, sympathy, and even pity at her. Everyone instinctively formed a circle, surrounding Xiugu, Wukong, and the others in the middle.

Now, her voice sounded like silk being shredded by sharp scissors, thin and shallow, the sound of a broken love.

Yun Mo shook his head and said, "Thank you, Immortal Emperor." After speaking, he returned to the Luoyun Palace, sitting alone in the bamboo forest, staring at his palms.

Xiaoyue appeared very disheveled while parrying, using all her strength to force Xu Zhenjie back with a sword stroke before retreating.

Lan Youming felt a bit irritable inside, thinking to himself that the messy business between him and Shirley hadn't been sorted out yet, so why had Liu Qi appeared before his eyes again?

"Hou Yi, when you left Kunlun back then, you told your master, 'I am going to Phoenix Mountain to handle some family matters; at the shortest six months, at the longest a year, and I will return to Kunlun to continue my cultivation...' I never imagined that this departure would last five hundred years..." Queen Mother of the West said with a sigh of melancholy.

"After reaching the mountain, I learned that besides Nie Xiaotian, also present was Tuoba Sinan, known in the martial arts world as the Sword Saint." Li Chengen stopped here and sighed deeply, seemingly lost in thought. Ye Suiyun did not dare interrupt him, waiting quietly.

Throughout the countless bloody storms and life-or-death battles over the years, there had been no shortage of people with harder fists than theirs, but in the end, weren't they the ones who had the last laugh?

Hu Qian, however, could not grasp the situation and simply ordered his soldiers to return to camp immediately, clearing the passage and the area.

"Then what are your plans for the future? Marry a good girl and start a family?" Lin Meiyu suggested.

Because the two were just spouting nonsense, repeating the same empty words of praise, they couldn't actually explain what was so good about Zhang Yifan's performance.

"Beep!" The referee blew the whistle, and the match began. Zhang Shujie tapped the ball to Li Mu, and Li Mu passed it back to Chen Zihua.

Chen Zifan had wanted to say "we are the police," but upon reflection, he realized his current identity was with the Procuratorate, so saying that would be inappropriate, and he changed his wording.

Ye Suiyun thought for a while, unsure of what to do, but with more troublesome matters at hand, he said, "You practice first. Once I deal with Cao Gaisi, I'll think of a way." Tang Xiyao knew there was no other choice.

"You're full of your mother's dog shit! This was reserved by us, and you're saying it's yours? I might as well say your mother is mine!" Liu Su, the most hot-tempered of them, shouted loudly.

Counting this offside shot, Bayern had launched three attacks in less than five minutes, while Manchester United hadn't had one; Rooney hadn't even touched the ball up front. Judging by the game so far, this didn't look like a clash between two giants, but rather a top-tier team playing against a second-rate one.

Of course, Zheng Jianuo couldn't eat because he had already eaten too much and had no great need for grease, whereas Ruston couldn't eat due to her stomach issues—a habit formed in her childhood that made her politely decline such food.

It could be said that these two's new works had money, and as for talent, they were the talent themselves. As for distribution and promotional channels, Tianxing Animation Company, being one of the top animation production companies in the Dragon Kingdom, went without saying.

Therefore, in Lin Haoxuan's view, Lin Haoyu's change was nothing more than a "flash in the pan" and not worth worrying about at all. If there was any difference, it was that the relatives and friends who currently held so many expectations for him would eventually suffer a more cruel experience than realizing Lin Haoyu was a "hopeless case."

The pain Shangguan Lingyuan endured was indeed much greater than that of Long Zhanyan, and Shangguan Tianyi said nothing, only shaking his head at Long Zhanyan.

A single word—"guest"—revealed the true attitude of the two elders toward the "uninvited" siblings, Lin Chuxia and Lin Haoyu.

Investigating rumors, in any era, is not actually that difficult if one truly puts their mind to it. Even in the current nineties, where the internet was just beginning to flourish and not as prosperous or developed as it would be decades later, this remained true.

"Fu-ko, you can stay here forever!" Sanae said to a certain empty space in her eyes.

Mi Lele didn't have time to be angry and hurriedly looked for teacher Jiang Zhou's light-brain ID. Just as she was about to dial, she heard someone call out "Mom."

Fu Zhichu quickly sat in Cui Yinghao's car. Some reporters emerged from behind, and seeing them all there, they crowded around.

Shen Qingqing thought the more she dwelled on it, the more she felt surrounded by crises, with love rivals everywhere. How could she handle this overwhelming pressure?

"Sleep in my room, I'll sleep in the guest room." He knew her too well; she was very particular about beds. Throughout her life, she had only ever been able to sleep comfortably in two beds: her own and Fu Tianhan's.

However, due to an accident in the space-time spiral, after the nine fragments of Qing'er were successfully repaired, she was accidentally swept into another space-time world.

As she spoke, Consort Xiao winked at her son. It was a secret signal that only the two of them could understand.

It wouldn't be easy to guide them out. Jun Fuxiao suppressed her current thoughts; what she cared about most was who else had known the purpose of this trip since arriving in the Underworld.