Chapter Ninety-Seven: A Battle to the Death

Zhao Yuan did not want Zhao Ling'er to suffer the slightest harm, so he had Ye Yuer stand guard beside her. At that very moment, a thunderous crash rang out. The first one had finally been born, and Batu was overjoyed. She knew the effort this time had likely succeeded. Then she turned her gaze to the mountainside, where lightning and sparks flashed; Zhao Yuan was probably still fighting them.

"I think you'd better stop being so aggressive. What is so wrong with all of us waiting here? We can just wait until they have all been born. If you really want a fight, then go fight the other spirit beasts. Besides, he hasn't truly harmed you. What is there to fear? Why must he die?"

Zhao Yuan stood nearby and said this, blocking them each time they tried to move a step closer.

Her plan was flawless. Even if Shen Yuechen did not come, he would still be unable to escape responsibility. If Shen Yuechen did come, that would of course be even better.

The once spirited and triumphant man had once again been beaten down into the mud. Looking at her uncle, who forced a smile, Fan Yiyi felt a pang of sorrow.

"Hao Yang, can you hear me calling you?" On the third call, his voice rose much higher than before.

Ying'er had just stepped out and reached the stairway when she saw Jin Bao'er hurriedly coming upstairs with a group of people. Jin Bao'er saw her at the same moment and was clearly taken aback as well.

"Feng'er, if you don't come out soon, I'll turn into a stone waiting for my wife." Nangong Ming looked at Feng Ruhuang with a grievance-filled expression, paying no heed at all to Du Yu beside him.

"If there is nothing else, please leave." Fan Yiyi had no intention of getting too entangled with the Fan family. She stood up and walked to her own office chair.

After the cross-cup wine had been drunk, the maids stepped forward one after another, preparing to remove Shen Yuechen's phoenix coronet and bridal robe. Zhu Jintang did not change his clothes; he still had to go back out, and the guests in the garden were all waiting for him, the groom.

"Come on, split into two groups: one group follows me, the other follows Nangong Ming. Think carefully about who you want to stand with." Feng Ruhuang and Nangong Ming stood with their backs to the crowd, waiting for them to choose sides.

Qian Shuyu felt that arranging things this way was perfectly right. Anyone who stood in his way had to be eliminated first; only then could he rest easy.

Compliments were never spoken carelessly, especially not from someone like the matriarch of the main branch.

Two silent shadows slowly approached the werewolf, who had already emerged from the cave and was now deep in the woods on the outskirts of Ironfist Fortress, still brooding over the loss of his brother.

Yu Feng remained silent. If he insisted on speaking up for Bokai, Bai Ya might turn hostile and deny any past ties, and he did not want to ruin the relationship between the two. Yet if he listened to Bai Ya, he would likely have no way to explain himself to Bokai when he returned.

He threw back the blanket and got ready to get up and wash. But the moment his feet touched the floor, a wave of dizziness hit him, and he fell back down. Everything in the room had gone blurry, and his whole body felt weak and without the slightest strength.

"Can we not go through with it?" Shen Xinyi thought that would be best. It would save money, spare trouble, and keep them from exhausting themselves.

That was not all. After Zhang Fan finished unleashing the Dragon-Slaying Art with his right hand's Azure Moon, his left hand immediately formed a sword-seal, and several beams of Shaoyang sword qi burst forth, sealing off all possible paths of escape for Li Guangjin.

Zhang Fan could not help but smile bitterly. He had seen this kind of scene countless times on television, and now he was finally experiencing it himself. Only a fool would throw down his weapon and walk out to surrender.

Unlike the others who followed Lin Mohan, Zhang Lei walked at an angle by his side, so he could see everything happening outside the door at a glance, and he also noticed Mo Qianxia when she came in.

"The elevator is here." Seeing the doors open, Xu Yaran supported herself on the door and limped inside.

In that case, compared with being unable to open the treasure and then being killed by you when the one-month limit expired, I might well live a few extra days.

"Those who love each other should naturally end up as a pair." With that final blessing, the Emperor of Cloud Dance turned and left.

Bale completed the kickoff. Amid the fans' frenzied cheers, the Real Madrid players remained exceptionally calm. They neither surged forward all at once like Manchester United nor launched a reckless attack.