Hui naturally agreed. Pan Jinlian went off to buy groceries on her own, while Hui accompanied Wu Dalang home. Along the way, Hui asked with great interest about the spectacle of Ximen Qing being paraded through the streets of Dongping Prefecture, but Wu Dalang spent the whole journey complaining about why Pan Jinlian had closed the shop two hours early.
When a bank of dark clouds covered the moonlight, two figures quietly scaled the stockade wall and slipped inside without a sound.
Zhang Feng, who had just woken up, was still rather dazed by this. Only after pinching himself hard did he abruptly come to his senses.
"Roooar!!" As these deities cried out, countless answering calls suddenly rose across the battlefield. Dragon roars rang out one after another, and then an overwhelming host of enormous dragons appeared in the distance, flying toward them.
Wu Song and Pan Jinlian naturally had endless things to talk about and endless longing to express. Unfortunately, they had barely exchanged a few words before a large group of villagers arrived, wanting to invite Wu Song for drinks to thank him for ridding Tianshen Village of a menace.
With nothing to do for the moment, the gourmets queuing outside began chatting among themselves. They had met through food and had a shared topic of conversation.
But circumstances left no choice. Resigned, he could only wave a hand, telling his indignant subordinates behind him to behave and not cause trouble, then follow the others into the palace.
In the unknown depths of the Ninth Universe, energy storms filled the void, and spiritual energy raged wildly. Every strand of energy particles was so pure that it had reached the state of a viscous liquid!
Seeing that everyone in the Chang Family suspected Nie Wei, Cao Qin had no