Twenty-eight, twenty-eight.

If even a team like this cannot resolve the situation, then bringing in more people will be of little significance.

"This—how can this be?" Qin Huairu was stunned. She had originally expected that since Liu Haizhong had become the First Uncle today, he would offer her some assistance, but it seemed he remained exactly the same as before.

Moreover, for matters like arriving late or leaving early, there was no need to notify anyone; a single glance was enough for the other party to understand what to do.

Sensing that the atmosphere in the room had grown strange, Jiang Ning quickly shoveled the food into his mouth and hurried out of the restaurant.

"That’s good. Liyi, will you leave then?" Thinking that Liyi now knew his true identity and that the power of their contract had vanished, he wondered if she would depart.

With a thunderous boom, the massive mountain descended, sending dust swirling into the air and shaking the very ground where Zhou Qi and his two companions stood.

"It’s true! You weren't home, so you don't know! A few days ago, Mother was crying and laughing by turns, often staring blankly into space, and she would wave her hands about like this—it was truly terrifying!" Wang Lai'an said, mimicking Chen Qinghuan’s usual gestures, waving his hands through the air.

Members of the Huangfu family were also present. Huangfu Xiu’s second uncle and several Deity Transformation cultivators were in discussion nearby. Huangfu Xiu waved a greeting from a distance but did not approach them.

Stopping the other party’s actions was not something that had to be done at all costs, so his subconscious was rarely in a state of agitation or repression.

Qiao Chu’s eyes grew warm. She reached out to stroke Bai Yu’s head, then patted Bai Shan’s, before finally rising to set off.

Soon, outbreaks of reanimated corpses began throughout the Witch King’s Realm. Many people who had been safe and sound began to be attacked by skeletons.

Yuan Zheng would inevitably have to return to Cloud City. Once everyone went their separate ways, gathering together again would be an incredibly difficult task.

Unfortunately, the person Yu Qiutong truly was had recently overturned his perspective; all his previous perceptions were instantly submerged.

A thick layer of frost shook off Yuan Qing’s body, the weight of gravity turning into ice as it fell to the ground. Yuan Qing suddenly turned back, pushing his palm out horizontally. A giant golden dragon manifested from his palm, rising into the air as if to suppress the entire world.

She looked at her shattered phone, a sudden impulse rising within her: what would happen if a person jumped? After a long moment, Ruan Tian shook her head. Giving up her life for someone like Mu Nianchen was simply not worth it; only a fool would do such a thing.

Ruan Tian’s body went rigid. She wanted to shake Mu Nianchen off, but... the wound on his back made her pause.

Much like the wandering swordsmen of the martial world, not every hero possessed a tall steed or an exquisite blade.

Because he could provide nothing, and if the child were to stay with her, how would they face the truth if they were to discover it in the future?

The two-headed feathered serpent was gentle by nature, possessing at least some of the bloodline of the Teng snake. It did not plague the world, nor did it target the human race, making it quite distinct from other serpentine beasts.

Once Leng Yu'er entered his bamboo hut, she found it extremely simple: it contained only a bed, a table, a stool, two cabinets, and an ancient zither leaning against the wall. Looking around, she saw that the hut was indeed made of bamboo slats.

"Entering a noble house is as deep as the sea." Chen Yuanhong finally understood this today; these inner courtyards were so layered and enclosed that one had to light lamps even during the day.

"The air of an expert—it loses its charm once explained," Palace Master Xiyue replied indifferently.

That was a three-star spirit puppet, of the same grade as the black fox from before. However, Mo Song knew very well that in certain respects, this Flame Horse could not compare to the black fox.

Otherwise, given Chu Ran’s nature—constantly courting death as if it were a hobby—he would have long since been ground into dust by Long Liuxi, saving even the tedious trouble of nursing his wounds.

The resources that the overlord Calicut could mobilize were far greater than those of the Swahili city-states.

Not long after, led by a servant, a man dressed in green walked into the imperial palace. He was the Duke of the Guard City. The so-called "Guard City" meant the city that protected the capital, and the Duke of the Guard City’s territory referred to the vast expanse of land surrounding the directly administered capital, managed directly by this Duke.

However, this was not necessarily a bad thing. Since she was not resisting, what followed would be much simpler.

After Jin Wei arrived, he insisted on dragging Long Xing to the Tongji Imperial Capital, claiming he wanted to soak up the atmosphere and gather intelligence in advance.

The group spent the entire day under the scorching sun, searching the hilly terrain from morning until dusk. Yet, let alone caves, they didn't even see a single hair of a goblin—though, to be fair, goblins didn't have much hair to begin with.

When the Great Gong bird-riding soldiers saw their general fall, their morale instantly collapsed. Without a King-level presence to anchor them, they no longer had the capital for pillaging, and they didn't even dare to let their mounts fly at a lower altitude. Some were already urging their birds to flee the scene.

The barbarian youth felt a bit dejected, even wanting to return the six taels of silver he had collected that day just to prove his innocence and show he wasn't a swindler.

"From now on, this is your home. You can do whatever you like." Returning to that house tucked away in a remote corner, Yu Yunshi gently placed Ruan Nuo onto a soft pink cushion, his voice gentle.

Gu Qi’s expression was calm. Although what the yamen runner had said was not detailed, the underlying meaning revealed quite a bit of information.

It took at least three days to travel from the royal capital to this place; after all, the princess’s carriage was not pulled by horses, but by two earth dragons.