Forty-six

Tang Qian? Gu Yue, or perhaps those two minor characters Chen Cheng and Liu Ying? Or could it even be the boss?

Streams of sword qi and sword light slashed forward, but under the suction force of the fiery vortex, they were all drawn inside, twisting and shattering into nothingness.

Mofeng had no choice but to swallow his speechlessness and extend an arm for A Ke to lean on. The sensation of his hair standing all on end was truly agonizing! After all, this place was not far from the imperial palace, and under Third Master’s ferocious, wolf-like gaze, he didn't dare to suggest taking a carriage back.

"...Why won't you let me kill them?" After burying his face in Yun Jingchu's neck for a long time, Baili Wushang's low voice, tinged with a trace of murderous intent, muffled out from the crook of her neck.

Cenglu also had no idea how Qian Shuyu managed to pursue her lifetime after lifetime through all those ages. She only knew that if it were her, she lacked the courage to chase after someone endlessly through cycle after cycle with such faint hope.

"The two of you, you might as well start together. I shall act as your referee. When I give the order, both of you set off simultaneously." Seeing that the two of them were likely to sit on their horses and argue until sunset, Dongfang Xu couldn't help but interject.

"Her Majesty's skin is still in wonderful condition." Lanqi released the Empress's hand and looked at her serene face. It was just a pity that when a healthy person slept like this, their face would naturally bloom with a faint, pleasant blush, yet the Empress remained as pale as paper, tinged with a greyish, gloomy pallor.

Tang Qian had mentioned earlier that she needed feathers for battle resurrection, which immediately made everyone understand why she wanted so many withered feathers. The Feather profession was somewhat unique; combat resurrection was a professional skill available in certain mental states, allowing players to save others while still in combat.

Lianwan's face darkened once more. They had only found a little over a dozen jade-paste berries in total. Eating them at this rate would never be enough to sustain him. If she were to keep a dragon and had to constantly feed it such rare and precious berries like jade-paste berries, she was truly going to go mad.

As a body cultivator who had reached the realm of the Indestructible Body, Bai Yugong could perform many divine abilities, and manifesting a colossal form to match the heavens and earth was merely the most basic among them.

Take the foxes in Britain, for example; they once reached a plague-like abundance, and to this day, fox hunting remains a traditional British hunting activity.

Li An was also somewhat surprised, recalling that when he participated last year, only around a hundred or so people entered the preliminary selection.

Half a year had passed, and Lingyue felt her child looked somewhat thinner. She immediately asked about it without delay.

Therefore, medicinal baths were exceptionally crucial. The bucket of red medicinal broth he was currently using was called the "Will-o'-the-Wisp Immortal Bone Broth," a formula provided by the Green Peak Sect specifically used for bone strengthening, and it was also one of the fruits of their exchange.

After finishing lunch, everyone went to prepare for their midday break. At this moment, Xiao Yi once again walked up to the bridge of the Beiyang Fleet's cruiser Chaoyong, accompanied by Deputy Commander Deng Shichang.

Aside from these, the Labour government had also made numerous remarks and adopted policies leaning toward the mainland. It was a pity, however, that they ultimately could not overpower a stronger force; under America's financial diplomacy, they had no choice but to follow closely behind the United States.

Lü Shengzu was around the same age as Wu Qianyuan. Both families possessed ancestral martial arts traditions with their own unique strengths, and the two men were evenly matched in natural talent. Yet Wu Qianyuan continually broke through to finally become a grandmaster, while Lü Shengzu remained trapped at the seventh level of the Earth Origin Realm, his progress still sluggish after all these years.

Subsequently, that massive boulder, already split into two halves, plummeted to the ground in an instant, accompanied by a thunderous crash. Under its crushing weight, countless irregularly shaped rock fragments instantly turned into yellowish-brown dust, billowing upward from the earth.

"I... I'm fine... It's just that I've been kneeling for too long and haven't fully recovered yet. A short rest will do—" Encheng said as his face turned pale, his lips grew purplish, and he offered a faint wave of his hand. Leaning against the Eight Immortals table, he seated himself in the grand master's chair positioned opposite Li Hongchang.

"Understood!" The men shouted in unison, their voices deafening. They were well aware of their current predicament and raised no objections whatsoever to Xiao Yi's orders.

Judging from the blase expressions of those students like Wan Peng and Tian Zong, this must have been the professor's normal state. I truly considered myself lucky that my college entrance examination scores weren't high enough; otherwise, if I had tested into their school, I probably would have been led astray by such a professor.

"That person can blacklist artists on a mere whim, let alone someone like you who works as a behind-the-scenes manager. Stop making a fuss," her colleague said. If they hadn't collaborated for so many years, he wouldn't have dared to speak so bluntly.

"In a situation like this, you're still thinking about such things? As long as you don't kill anyone, I can accept whatever you decide to do next," Lu Xia bit her lip and said.

To my surprise, this earth-shattering final battle turned out to be a semi-static affair. Both sides were locked in a tug-of-war, pulling back and forth. If not for the Corpse Emperor's incessant roaring, this battle wouldn't have generated much commotion at all.

Mingnuan viewed this matter with great detachment. Putting everything else aside, the mere fact that the Empress Dowager had tried to harm Su Wali was enough to strip her of any standing; neither the Prince Regent nor the Emperor would let her go.

That commander originally wanted to struggle, but the moment Tu Batian's sock was shoved into his mouth, for reasons unknown, the commander simply fainted on the spot.

Therefore, under these circumstances, Long Jin'er resorted to such methods in an attempt to capture Shen Lang's heart.

As for the one the three of them brought back yesterday, although they treated it like a treasured prize, I still felt that rabbit was somewhat strange, as I couldn't sense any spiritual intelligence in its eyes.

Luo Ergou was momentarily stunned, not expecting that a newcomer had somehow sneaked into his training session. Moreover, judging by the newcomer's excited expression, Luo Ergou felt that Brother Le's casually mentioned multi-level marketing plan had immense potential.

Inside the prince's manor's grand hall, looking at a certain unprincipled old man currently feasting away with great delight at the table, Ji Zili genuinely wanted to cry. As soon as this old man arrived, he demanded delicious food—beggar's chicken, braised pig trotters... As long as it was a specialty of hers, she had to cook it all for him, otherwise, there was no room for discussion regarding saving lives.

"Let me ask you this: suppose you wish to enter the Fire Hall, and the front door of the Hall is secured by a lock, what would you do?" Master Qinghong continued to question.

Hovering beside the Thunder Sound Tree, he swung his long sword. The Thunder Sound Tree, as thick as a pavilion, was cleanly lopped off at the top by his strike. The thunderbolts, which had momentarily subdued themselves as Zeyan approached, instantly erupted. Streaks of lightning tore through the tranquil night sky, peals of thunder resounded across the heavens and earth, surging wildly as if determined to tear this realm apart.

The local cadres were even more terrified. They were utterly afraid of trouble breaking out; whichever side got into trouble, the resulting mess would be monumental.

With widened eyes, she stared at Huadie for a moment before bursting into a chuckle. Zou Eryang took a sip of tea, assuming an expression of carefree delight. Look at that—wasn't that Huadie? Her charm techniques were still quite decent, but was it rather foolish of her to put on such fox-like seductive airs at a time like this?