57 Charity

While shouting, I mechanically swung the blade in my hand. How long I had been slashing, how many strikes I had delivered, I could no longer calculate; I only knew that I slashed so furiously that even crocodile tears were uncontrollably splattering about.

Amidst the fierce combat, Zhou Zhou had closed all the pores of his body, accumulating a massive amount of primordial energy beforehand. At this moment, it erupted into a fatal strike, his entire aura boiling with a thunderous and commanding fury.

The Song family was one of the most prominent households in Pingyao, and accustomed to throwing their weight around, their tempers flared instantly. Regardless of who the other party was, they began to curse fiercely at Old Man Xu.

About five minutes later, Beitang Wu entered along with two others. I had met Beitang Wu once before in Mincheng and had taken an immediate dislike to him. Now, upon learning of his relationship with my biological mother, he looked all the more detestable no matter how I viewed him.

In an instant, the conflict between the Yanyun Legion and the Iron-Blood Great Wall escalated dramatically. All negotiation results were rendered null and void, and Chairman Qiao stormed out from the negotiating table in a huff.

To my utter astonishment, however, when we arrived near the private residence, we were greeted only by a sky ablaze with a fierce, crimson glow that illuminated the night. The entire estate had been engulfed in a sea of flames, a conflagration so raging and intense that even those attempting to offer help dared not draw too close.

Night Qianxun still paid her no heed. He cast a glance at the four bodyguards and strode directly away.

Besides, the old woman usually favored the eldest sister-in-law, often comparing her with herself, which she could endure, but by what right did Muzhen hold herself above her?

"It's fine, I will lead you. If there's a chance in the future, I will teach you how to ride a horse." Holding the reins in one hand and grasping Yan Su's hand with the other, Shen Xiao vaulted onto the horse after leaving the Marquis's estate, and then extended his hand toward Yan Su.

Zhou Baoyu pointed at his own nose, looking quite astonished as he stared at Zhang Qingshan. Seeing Zhang Qingshan smile and nod, he lowered his head somewhat bashfully. Scratching the back of his head in utter bewilderment, he raised his eyes again to steal a glance at Zhang Qingshan.

Looking through the window at the clear blue sky that had not yielded a single drop of rain since the winter of the previous year, Xiao Jiangyuan deeply felt that her master's wish would not come to pass.

They were merely abusing the name of the police to handle private matters—shady, unspeakable private matters at that. Thinking of that chubby police station director, Zhang Hongda harbored a burning hatred in his heart; the man's illness had been cured by his own hands, yet he proved to be such an ungrateful ingrate.

When others refused to listen to advice, they would turn hostile; but when Zhang Hao refused to listen, he would simply smile—a remarkably bright smile. Yet, the moment he turned around, he would still go ahead and do whatever he had set his mind to. Few people knew of this quirk, and Zhang Hongda happened to be one of them.

Seth even entertained the possibility that he might be killed by Ede, who would then replace him as the Earth God. Ede had already comprehended the petrification divine technique; becoming the Earth God was entirely within his reach.

The surplus primordial spiritual Qi of heaven and earth was directly channeled by the Spirit-Gathering Array to withstand the impact of the Heavenly Spirit Waterfall, allowing Feng Yuqiong to feel practically no shockwave at all.

Hecaitou turned his face away with a cough. Huo Yuhao covered his face with one hand, refusing to look at Dai Huadong. Jing Ziyan suddenly broke into a mischievous smile.

Qin Yu was enjoying his meal immensely, but Guo Wei had entirely lost his appetite. Guo Wei excused himself to Feng Guanghui and supported Zhang Zhaoxing as they left.

"Let's see tomorrow. Anyway, tomorrow is the final day for sealed bids; if we don't participate in the open bids, we can join the blind auctions. We can bid for a few pieces then and have them shipped back, without unsealing the stones here." As Zhang Hao said this, he felt as though his heart were bleeding.

The three of them went downstairs to the underground parking lot. This time, Diana did not dare to vie with Qin Yu for the driver's seat, obediently taking her place in the front passenger seat.

Seeing the Eastern Lord adopt such an attitude, everyone around felt their hearts leap into their throats, having already prepared themselves for a desperate, do-or-die battle.

At this moment, looking at Feng Fan sitting across from him—at such a young age, facing such adversity—was he not simply a reflection of his own youthful self?

An transport convoy of this scale would never be targeted by any blind fools lacking judgment... Just as the group was about to set off, a violent gale suddenly arose, and the whipped-up sand temporarily obscured the faces of the newcomers.

Yet, just as Tobi had believed... although it now possessed a strength akin to the Kage level, to Wu Yong, its utility was remarkably trivial.

The exterminating aura grew even sharper and more piercing, giving everyone the sensation that this momentum was about to puncture the vault of heaven.

He was unaware that Zhang Yang had unleashed the Heavenly Fiend Body, having always assumed it was merely a standard jutsu. However, all cultivators mastered a multitude of jutsus simultaneously.

As Momoshiki anticipated his moves, Wu Yong inevitably found himself on the defensive once more... yet he felt no disappointment. He was far too familiar with that particular kind of power radiating from his opponent.

The exact instant the yellow mist was completely purged from Ao's body, Wu Yong used his other hand to grasp the chakra extended by Samui, seamlessly connecting into Ao's mind without the slightest error.

Yet, the immense aura naturally radiating from her body was something ordinary people simply could not suppress.

Dugu Teng sighed helplessly, lay down on the spacious bed in the room, and closed his eyes.

Coming to his senses, Shizune waved her hand behind her... and the Anbu guards protecting the Hokage melted back into the shadows.

Setting off this time, Li Shimin brought along the manuscript of The Legend of the Condor Heroes, the script for Investiture of the Gods, a generator, an electric vehicle, and a chainsaw.

Since the major shareholder of Ruidong was also present, he could not decline and had no choice but to bite the bullet and attend.

And... since you were able to extract that I possess the Blood Demon Heart, why did you not know that I possess sacred arts?

Lin Zisu had made this decision on the spur of the moment. The medicinal pill Xie Xi had given her was truly impossible to trace by origin, leaving her no choice but to take it to her master, Sun Duzhong, for identification.

A crow cawed mockingly from the cornel tree, and She Xingxian considered jumping down the remainder of the path. Quickly recalling his last experience with jumping out of a window, he changed his mind. Unlike the mullah, he possessed a distinct aversion to pain.

Witnessing this farce show no signs of stopping anytime soon, Lin Zisu casually exchanged a parting word with Lin Wuhuan to acknowledge him, and then headed toward the back courtyard.

When Liu Da and Zhao Yun's forces arrived at Shouzhang City, they were still a step too late; Man Chong had already beheaded all hundred-odd Qingzhou refugees who had looted grain the very previous day.

Consciousness and despair filled Mao Yulan's face as tears streamed down her cheeks. As Percy turned his back to the pair and cast a glance at the unsightly garden, Mao Jin sank heavily to his knees beside Mao Yulan.

The first priority was naturally to handle the resettlement of the disaster victims, erecting tents on elevated, well-ventilated grounds to house them.

In truth, the safest and most reliable method was to directly select ten thousand Tang people to form an elite firearm squad.

Level 2 system cities were as numerous as the sands in the sea, and achieving a ranking within the top three thousand upon their very first appearance was already extraordinary strength, to say the least.