36. The Male Supporting Character of the Entertainment Industry

Youya had already gathered immense magical energy throughout her body. Sensing the fluctuation of an attack, she immediately cast the Shield of the Fire God. Thanks to her timely reaction, all three incoming attacks were blocked, and the golden threads were melted by the intense heat of the flames.

Once in the car, Fang Tianfeng pondered repeatedly. Although Vice Mayor Ma did not rank in the top ten of the city’s leadership, he was still a vice mayor and the director of the Public Security Bureau. Even with Director Wu acting as a bridge, he shouldn't have been so humble.

"Director Xiao, Minister Cao, I have an idea, though I'm not sure if it's feasible," a university student who had been observing the campus from behind Xiao Han and the others suddenly spoke up.

You Yitian had no heart for hearing praise; he offered a few perfunctory responses while his mind raced, trying to figure out how to stall for time or find a way to escape.

"What a pity that you are not Chi You!" Kua Fu looked at Ming Lingzi once more. Although he held the weapon of Chi You, he lacked the invincible aura of the War God. In Kua Fu’s eyes, he was full of openings and posed no threat at all.

As the car pulled out of the gates of Chang'an Garden, Fang Tianfeng saw Yu Zhenshan standing outside and immediately told Master Cui to stop.

It was a massive carriage. Four horses pulled it abreast, and inside were three beds and two compartments—totaling six beds.

After playing a game for a long time, many bonds inevitably form—brotherhood, friendship, even love and family ties. Being on the same team and channel makes it convenient to coordinate during dungeons or group battles.

Transforming under Mount Buzhou, scolding Xuanmu before the temple, and uniting the innate five elements in the mansion. I did all of this. Why did I do all of this? What was I striving for? What force compelled me time and time again to risk my life?

"Seriously, how boring. What are we playing next, Captain?" AK pouted, grumbling as he pulled out the money he had lost and handed it to the captain with great reluctance.

Major General Mengtang tapped his fingers lightly on the tabletop. The two million soldiers left here could no longer change the tide of the war. All that was on everyone’s minds was to fight to the death when the alien race arrived, take down as many as they could, and then perish.

Unlike the previous two times, the Legion Commander summoned him to the conference hall where important military meetings were held.

But after being besieged, he was eventually captured by the Jin, and his subordinates surrendered. After his capture, he even led the Jin army to attack the Yinshan camp where the Liao Emperor Tianzuo was hiding. He broke the camp in one fell swoop, captured many members of the royal family including Yelü Yanxi, and seized over ten thousand vehicles.

"Hehehehe~ partner, the captain seems to have just said that..." Cobra stared through his scope, the corner of his mouth curling up as he muttered to himself.

Furthermore, she had finally found this sense of family, and with her mother and father loving and cherishing her so deeply, she truly could not bear to leave.

Both QQ accounts had messages. The first was from Xu Chun, asking if Wen Xu had added her cousin yet. The second was from "Canary in a Cage," asking if Wen Xu was there.

In the countryside at that time, funeral arrangements were gradually becoming "luxurious." Many people who were not filial while the elderly were alive would put on a show of extravagance when they died. You show off, he shows off; a culture of one-upmanship slowly formed in the villages.

"The usual three steps: interrogation, detention, release," the policeman said flatly while smoking, though a flash of fear passed through his pupils. It was subtle, but Wen Xu still caught it.

Finally, Matt and his group reached the deepest part of the canyon, where the path ahead was blocked by a cave.

The horses were exceptionally tall. The Song Dynasty lacked good horses, and despite imperial decrees for the public to raise them, it had been ineffective. Without natural pastures and quality breeds, it was impossible to achieve results among the populace. The military was so short on horses that there was often only one for every seven or eight soldiers; some cavalry units even had eight or nine men sharing a single mount.

This remark caught Gao Yigong’s attention. Although he had many troops, they could not deploy on the narrow riverbank. If the Qing army had entered the ambush circle completely, he could have cut off both ends and trapped them to death—a certain victory. But once discovered, it would easily devolve into a brutal fight.

"It’s enough that you all returned. Go get some rest!" I exhaled a long-held breath of frustration. Qiu Shangjiujia was also injured; although treated, he still looked utterly exhausted.

Duan Yuqing stared intently at the screen. Even though the surveillance couldn't lock onto the opponent, there were so many Gold-Devouring Beasts intercepting that the target couldn't possibly avoid them all.

"What is all this? How did you know I found a way to compress magical power??" I asked, bewildered.

Zhang Jun, like any ordinary Song citizen, loved watching sumo wrestling, but at this moment, he merely frowned and shook his head.

Jiang Han first sent a message to King Yuehe, asking him to make arrangements before heading to his fief, the Cold Mountain Wind Zone of the Earth. Jiang Han then left the Fire Cloud Cave Heaven alone to head toward another holy land of the human race—the Land of Origin.

Yafei nodded hurriedly, her eyes filled with extreme worry, as she helped Huakong up the mud-covered stairs.

Yang Dongqing glanced at the group, took a deep breath, nodded silently, and walked toward the base. His mind was in turmoil; he couldn't calm down, nor could he hear the contradictions in the words of Duan Yuqing and the others.

He looked at me with confusion at first, his expression shifting from bewilderment to surprise. "Chang Gong, is it you? It really is you." We embraced each other excitedly.

How could An Yiru show weakness? She took it and drank a mouthful without hesitation. It felt like a line of fire down her throat—searing and shockingly spicy. "Good wine," she said, taking another drink.

Xingyu also closed his eyes and began to think slowly. After reflecting, he told Leixiu the only way.

Zhang Tongxuan raised his hand to call Li Maogong over, then delivered a merciless kick to the latter’s backside.

Yuan Chen looked furious. He had come on behalf of the Northern Dynasty to seek aid and had prepared thoroughly. He had specifically worn the palace attire sewn by Chaoyan, fulfilling one of her wishes, yet he was being humiliated like this by the disciple before him.

Mutated energy might look like a simple mix of two types of energy, but its power was terrifying, and its effect was far from a simple one-plus-one equals two.