Volume 1, Chapter 41: Treating the Brothers to a Grand Feast

Glancing at his own slimy green robe, which was only at level 7, he couldn’t help but laugh aloud.

“Don’t even think about it! Cong Yi is my good brother; you have no right to touch him!” Although the old pope said this, deep down he was thinking: What if Cong Yi is taken away by this beggar? Then who will stop the new pope?

Yun Yang’s move served two purposes: first, to raise awareness of security; second, to use Zi Long’s aura to provoke the Demon Dragon, forcing it to reveal itself and thus turning the passive situation around.

Zasaktu shouted sternly, “Don’t pretend! Do you think I’ll be fooled by your disguise? Aren’t you here to kill me?” In his anger, his wound ruptured, bleeding anew.

Xiang Yu was an important supporting character. I hope everyone likes him, and I will do my best to write his role well. This is the seventh chapter today; I hope you enjoy it and support Han Lang.

Hei Lao immediately sensed those two auras as well and quickly turned his head to look, his gaze fixed on the northeast direction of Tian Shi Valley.

Qing Dai held her head, feigning a headache, then cast her eyes toward Nan Xiang Qing Feng.

Upon hearing the crown prince’s words, everyone was overjoyed. They were pleased about the generals of the Shu and Wei armies who had been slain. But when they learned that His Majesty almost struck down the Shu king Liu Bei with a single spear, they all loudly praised Emperor Zhao Yu’s might and valor.

The ten-headed Fire Phoenixes cried out, their terrifying power surging. Behind them, a shadowy image of a ten-headed Fire Phoenix burst forth, wielding immense power that shattered the Divine Execution Blade.

Dark Night Yun said coldly, “No, I’ll play with you. Didn’t you say it’s allowed to cheat?” With a palm strike, waves surged across the lake, rising skyward.

“Nothing at all from last night?” A hint of surprise and worry flashed across Li Xiaoli’s face.

After understanding the situation, Chen Changsheng couldn’t help but laugh dryly. What kind of trouble was this? He casually built a hut and suddenly became embroiled in territorial disputes — this was simply an unwarranted disaster.

Now, Ling Duan Shang was virtually at death’s door. How could he possibly survive this life-and-death alchemical tribulation?

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Sha Chang’s smile suddenly blossomed. He raised his hand, and a white folding fan appeared. With a slight wave, he looked somewhat dashing, though the biting cold wind on the street made his gesture seem a bit foolish.

But Ling Yun’s current goal was not to kill Dracula; he only needed to successfully trap him to claim victory, as he still had to face the heavenly tribulation with all his might.

Zi’s pale lips, wan complexion, and trembling body showed that both had been thoroughly frightened just now.

At this moment, Zhu Xiangjun was thinking about just how beautiful Yang Bingqian must be! Two veterans had fabricated lies to sneak her into the medical team. Truly, a “femme fatale” had caused him to make mistakes.

When this soldier arrived with many reinforcements from the garrison troops and the military police, only a few soldiers lay unconscious on the ground.

Jiang Yunya opened his eyes and stopped the Underworld King from entering the blood pool. He smiled at the Underworld King and said, “I saw my mother.” Ling Shuiyan had been with them all along and was now in the Dragon Tomb, having made significant progress in cultivation.

Lu Chen was puzzled; he had never heard of this pill before, so he took the brochure and began reading. But after looking it over, he found no information on the Ying Guang Pill, only a base price and quantity.

“So it’s not about hiding, but planning to take up arms? But what good are weapons?” Madam Gao was dismissive upon discovering Zhang Taibai’s intentions.

Tang Ya grew wary. The oddities revealed by this company proved it was definitely problematic, but she needed to give Xia Dongmei an explanation; otherwise, how could anyone believe her without proof?

Lin Feng certainly understood the warrior’s intention, but he was helpless. If they didn’t retreat, Wu Xiaomeng would be the first to fall into danger.

“Heh, you may come in,” Wu Xiaomeng said unexpectedly, glancing at Lin Feng, surprised that he actually had so much money.

After hearing Coulson’s words, Rod’s brows furrowed slightly. He lowered his head in thought for a moment, then suddenly looked back up at Coulson.

Chen Tianyi, of course, knew that Tang Ya’s only family in the world was her mother. When had an older sister appeared?

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Qiu Ming simply offered a brief courtesy, not many words. He was still waiting for a thank-you gift. They were not close yet, and Qiu Ming certainly did not intend to give away benefits freely.

His slender fingers held the cup directly. In the dim light, the red wine’s color made his hand look even more elegant, as if he were admiring a rare treasure.

Legend has it that all things are born and destroyed in cycles. Jiang Ciyun might be my inevitable nemesis in fate. He controls my heart, manipulates my life, steals my strength, yet has never admitted to loving me.

“Old Immortal, Old Immortal? Can you come out? I have something to ask you,” Qiu Ming called loudly, looking up.

“This…” Yan Shishi hesitated. The hospital was chaotic, and she might not be able to keep an eye on him when busy.

Jian Yi finally recovered from her sorrow. She lifted her head from her mother’s embrace, a tear still hanging on her eyelash, hastily wiping it away before her mother could act.

In recent days, she had been drowning in the misery of her miserable marriage, forgetting that there were other paths she could take.

That madman made Ji Shulin feel uneasy, but unfortunately, she could find no trace of him.

Suddenly, a flash of insight struck Yan Shishi’s mind. She realized she had overlooked a crucial problem all these days. But since Miao Zhiyang was here, Yan Shishi was reluctant to mention it in front of her, fearing it might cause her some shock.