56. The Male Supporting Character in a Tormented Love Story

"Yes!" The two acknowledged the order and withdrew, leaving Dorgon behind in the room, feeling lost and bewildered as he wondered what was happening.

A hail of arrows from the Korean troops rained down to force the advance. People at the foot of the wall wept as they scrambled upward, while those atop the battlements, their eyes red and filled with tears, hurled rolling logs and crushing stones downward.

"Move to the right, to that high ground! Hold your position there—the alien beings on the second floor have been drawn over too!" Zhao Yan tossed two grenades; given the current situation, it seemed impossible to approach the formation's core without clearing out the alien entities inside the building first.

The courtyard was ringed by a row of withered catalpa trees. Once luxuriant and full of foliage, they now perished together with the manor itself.

Turning to look at the tie, it was made of deep blue silk satin, embroidered with an exquisite totem using ultra-fine gold thread, and secured with a gold diamond-studded tie clip.

With its skillfully cut facets, it was no difficult task for a master jeweler to cut a wild rose pattern, provided the spatial veins of the ethereal stone remained undamaged.

"Yes, she also told me that she loves you very much, and that you love her too. But because you cannot bear to face me, you are in great torment."

Trivial daily entries recorded the fragments of time shared by the two elderly individuals, yet they epitomized the ultimate romance and profound affection of growing old together slowly.

It was currently the third year of Yongming during the reign of Emperor Xiao Ze of Qi. The nation enjoyed peace and prosperity, and there were no military conflicts with the Northern Wei Dynasty.

The Arachnid Web had been further reinforced by Zhao Yan and had now reached the mid-purple tier. Although it could not reach the golden tier due to the limitations of the base materials, it remained an exceptionally fine divine weapon.

"Isn't this Bayan? I've known him for ten years; he could never be the murderer!" Surilerheke shouted loudly.

A chilling, sinister aura swept across the area, and Jian Wushuang could not even make out the specific form of the eerie elder.

Hashimoto Mitsuo sighed inwardly and had to explain in layman's terms, "The reason I didn't order a counterattack while we had the chance is very simple: the Imperial Navy's shipborne artillery is insufficient to cover the entire Nanjing area, and the reinforcements from the Chinese army are only going to increase."

Wu Yi and Fatty exchanged glances. Though retreating in such a dejected manner was somewhat shameful, for the time being, it was best to listen to the blind man.

Although this young man cultivated within the Heavenly Universe Divine Palace, he was already thoroughly aware of the sensational events echoing across the divine realm—how Ye Chen had killed Qin Feng, his entanglement with Long Li, as well as the three demands that Lord Xuechen and the Prince of Northern Commandery had put to Ye Chen.

"You succeeded, didn't you?" Guided by Lina's brute force, Goth finally reached the hook-nosed youth.

The green-haired man let out a long breath. He collapsed backward onto the ground, feeling as though he had finally awakened from a long and lingering nightmare.

After deftly shuffling the deck, the scarred-faced man dealt three cards to each person in turn, then crossed his arms and sneered at him.

Alas, this is ominous! The soldiers do not know their general, and the general does not know his soldiers—a cardinal taboo! It seems these Roman legions won't be able to play much of a role; do I really have to rely entirely on my own strength? What a headache! How did these Roman legions manage to defeat those rebel forces in history? Li Wei pondered deeply.

"What is going on? This monstrous entity has actually grown stronger! Just this aura alone fills me with an inexplicable dread..." On Burial Sky Island, a supreme being cried out in alarm.

Fatty's maternal aunt and the middle-aged man lifted the head and feet respectively, and with pale faces, carried Uncle Yu's body back into the mourning hall and placed it inside the coffin.

At that instant, everyone's expressions changed, and the looks they directed at Jiang Chen were filled with shock and terror.

Following the apocalypse, there was the bamboo house that materialized out of thin air within the imagery of all things, as well as the thunderous might within the starlight imagery.

Naturally, Shen Yang was well aware of this shortcoming, and upon hearing what Li Yong had said, he immediately realized it.

Gu Youwei's hint was spot on... Essentially, Qin Xunxun never possessed the qualification to vie with Gong Xun. It was not merely because Gong Xun's innate talent surpassed Qin Xunxun's, or because knowing Jiang Luo earlier had captured his heart and made her his white moonlight. The sunshine, vibrancy, and outstanding brilliance that Gong Xun possessed utterly overshadowed them completely.

Hearing this, Ye Jinhuan frowned slightly, but meeting Xie Yunmo's smiling gaze, she knew he was just teasing. Sweeping a slightly speechless glance at him, she remained silent.

I was utterly shocked, feeling that thing's body twitching as if it were alive, while its internal organs emitted an indescribable, fishy stench. Immediately afterward, its body continuously sucked against my peach-wood artifact.

Even a fool could tell the difference in this box of tea leaves from Jiang Zhiye's reaction, yet he still nodded slightly, looking as carefree and untethered as if money meant nothing to him.

Strangely enough, despite the scorching heat, these men in black all wore black gloves and black hats.

According to what she knew, this rate of advancement usually required ordinary individuals with moderate innate aptitude to put in considerable effort and rely on sufficient martial arts supplements as well.

The snowy weather here seemed endless, falling day after day without a single day of respite.

Since Chu Tianshu was facing away from them while Du Yufei was facing them directly, out of professional habit, she could not help casting a couple of extra glances in their direction.

Li Jinger's phone rang. Cao Ge had just narrowed his eyes, intending to pull the beauty into his embrace and fall asleep, only to be disturbed by a message from Cao Yan.

Wei Shijie smiled and said, "Hehe, the biggest advantage of this approach is that even if any problems arise in the future, they cannot be traced back to the relevant personnel. As for the benefits of doing so, you're no fool—figure it out yourself."

Jian Xi's pupils widened slightly. Looking flustered, she instinctively pulled back her hand and attempted to pour tea, only to knock over the water from the tea set instead.

Shen Zhangtian asked, "Old Sha, what on earth has happened?" Sha Dantian replied, "This is a secret military facility. As you can see, this circular object is the only spaceship left behind here." Truly a statement startling enough to rouse the dead—who would have ever guessed that this was actually a spacecraft?

After all, back then he had imprisoned Gong Wanqing out of fear that killing her outright would provoke pursuit from a Heavenly Sovereign-grade powerhouse. Hesitating over whether or not to kill her, he had temporarily imprisoned her instead, so that even if he eventually had to face Gong Lie, he would retain an extra bargaining chip for leverage.

At that moment, A Duo suddenly felt a twinge of regret—regret for her past disobedience that angered her mother, and for always being dissatisfied with life while complaining about this and that.

Whether the Jiangbei Development Area or the Riverside Commercial Circle held greater weight, and the sequencing of which should come first, was merely the spark that ignited the conflict between their differing philosophies.

The blazing flame blade in the figure's hand clearly and unmistakably revealed his identity, and the face that no longer wore a comical mask finally allowed the imperial side to witness and confirm his survival with their own eyes.

His victory in the arena earlier was due to Shui Yunchen's unfamiliarity with his trump card, which left him gravely wounded by the golden light of the Dao Spirit Immortal Pupil. Strictly speaking, a measure of strategy had contributed to his triumph.