47 Wei Jiancheng

Two Xiantian-stage sand bandits, along with nearly ten Houtian-stage ones, were locked in a fierce battle with two young men.

"Lishi Gorge was originally meant for defense, but I didn't expect an unexpected harvest. If the Martial Arts Alliance Leader turns a blind eye to you, it probably won't be easy to justify," Yanye said as he lunged forward with his sword. He had only heard of Qin Xuan's great reputation without knowing his actual strength, so he dared not hold back and went all out from the start.

Tie Junyi also noticed the gazes of the crowd at this moment and understood the origin of the situation. It seemed that over the past year, many people had been impersonating him, likely forming a trend. Without even needing to think, he knew those fellows must have been up to good things.

Twenty-four missiles suddenly split into two groups in the sky, each plunging straight toward the two Nike missile launch bases on the ground at three times the speed of sound.

Instantly, the trees and flowers in the courtyard swayed wildly in a sudden gust of wind. I saw Yue Qianling covering her hair with both hands, and everyone in the courtyard was unable to keep their eyes open against the gale.

A gigantic blade radiance stretching dozens of zhang slashed down like Mount Tai collapsing, aiming directly at Yushui and Liu Mai, its fierce kinetic energy threatening to tear the two apart.

However, although it lost track several times, it always managed to find Lin Yuan and the others. Therefore, apart from feeling a bit worried the first time, Yang Qingshan and the others grew accustomed to it and stopped paying much attention thereafter.

Chen Yu had just said that casually, with the purpose of telling Taoist Guimu not to trust people so easily.

All day long, Ling Wei sat in Huangfu Yao's office, handling the official business that had piled up over the past half month. She hadn't been involved in these operations closely for a long time, and looking at them now, she realized just how exhausting Huangfu Yao's daily routine truly was.

This would be the last lie between them. Once these words were spoken, he and Luo Tingxue would truly stand on opposite sides. Before him lay the desolate winter wilderness, while behind him, that princess was perhaps already sitting in warm water, oblivious as she absentmindedly rippled the surface.

Sizhen merely raised her cup to signal the officials of Dingfan, and after taking a light sip, dozens of dishes began to flow onto the table like a stream. Some dishes were cleared away before she even had a chance to pick up a single chopstick.

As long as he could control the power after transforming into Ultraman, even if it were only for three minutes, he could elevate his explosive force by several tiers.

This was the power of the Laws; even just a tiny bit of reinforcement was enough to cause drastic changes for someone in the Huashen stage. Take Zhang Libi right now, for instance—relying on this black sword, he had more than enough power to tear open the defensive barrier before him.

Doctor Mo only now understood the underlying meaning in the words of the Old Lady and Sizhen. Hearing that even the princess was implicated in this matter, he inspected the situation with even greater care.

Lu Chenyu followed her into the bathroom, leaning against the doorframe and watching Shen Lanyi rinse her body under the showerhead with an utterly uninhibited gaze.

Ye Yanran smiled faintly, "Mayor Ai, you can set your mind completely at ease. With me escorting you along this journey, no problems will arise."

What Xie Cunhui said before was always ambiguous and full of hidden meanings, making it difficult to tell whether he was friend or foe. But now, my mind was crystal clear: he was the type of person who would go to great lengths and expend effort to lay out a scheme to achieve his goals. He was meticulous, possessed astonishing patience, and was thoroughly hypocritical—we were destined not to walk the same path.

Ye Yanran had no time to explain the illusion to the little orange sprite baby, and hurriedly commanded the Black Pine Shooters to gun down those parasitic organisms preparing to parasitize everyone.

If Liu Changhao really had such evidence, Cha Taesu could find a way to directly make Jin Zhongsheng confess all the details and plead guilty.

Who would have thought that just as I reached the corner, I would hear a medley of mocking and resentful discussions coming from inside.

Within the vast hall, there was only a man in red robes, drinking alone in the glow of a mesmerizing luminous pearl.

"Grandma, she is wonderful in every way; everything about her fascinates me." Without a shred of shyness, he spoke these words before his grandmother, truly desiring that she would accept her.

Murong Che's body stiffened imperceptibly, while Yun Duoduo anxiously stared at him with her half-open eyes.

"Suit yourself," Bai Zhan muttered. He was a man who often walked among flowers, so how could he not understand the affection in Xiaoxer's eyes? Although true love still existed in this world, it had nothing to do with him, Bai Zhan.

Never had Sandra expected to suddenly suffer such a slap across the face, which left his ears ringing.

He knew that Rouyi would understand these principles. These principles were just like fighting a battle on the battlefield—without ruthlessness, victory was impossible.

"Let's go back," Yin Luoxuan could only say, casting a fierce glare at Murong Yinzhu as he spoke.

Murong Yinzhu resisted; seeking advantage and avoiding harm was human nature, and such emotions made Murong Yinzhu feel afraid and unwilling to accept them.

If he had planned everything from the beginning to obtain the Jade Ancient Rakshasa this way, he would never have allowed Suhe to appear.

Before the age of thirteen, Lin Shenxue had always protected him. He had naively sworn to her, "When I grow up, I will never let anyone bully you. If no one in the world loves you, I will love you, and I will protect you properly like a peerless, precious treasure."

"Lass, it's too dangerous here, you—" Before Mo Wang could finish his sentence, he saw Yun Duoduo's gaze turn icy, choking the rest of his words in his throat.

Rong Qian nodded and said earnestly, "Naturally, A-chu will always be the treasure in the hearts of his Imperial Father and Imperial Mother." When she gave birth to him, she didn't even have time to take a single glance at him, because back then, she thought she wouldn't make it. Looking even a moment longer would only add another layer of regret to her heart.

Barely had they finished two cups of wine when someone promptly brought over the pitch-pot game. Hehe raised her eyes and saw that the pitch-pot was exquisitely crafted, far from the crude workmanship of ordinary folk, looking much more like a custom-made piece.

"Ugh..." Xuanyuan Tianyue suddenly let out a muffled groan, his grip on her hand tightening involuntarily, his already somewhat pale complexion turning even paler.

"No, don't..." Rong Qian furrowed her brows tightly. "I'll be fine after a little rest. He has already been worrying about my health lately; if he finds out, he probably won't be able to sleep all night." Catching her breath, she let Meng Chang support her as she sat down on a nearby chair.

Ever since Jin Peng's expression darkened just now, it had not improved by the slightest bit. He pulled his wallet out of his pocket, paid the taxi fare, stepped out of the car, reached out and dragged Lin Shenxue out forcefully, hoisted her over his shoulder, and carried her into the building.

"Of course, I have to be responsible for my future husband and children. Leave me alone, I have no strength to talk to you." Frowning deeply, she rolled her body over to the edge of the bed once more.