34 You Are Precious

Su Zi raised her hand and pulled the person back. Qiu Yue flailed her arms, splashing in the water for a long time, but to no avail.

Hearing this, Jiang Ming understood that this Azure Dragon was likely merely an image or an avatar, existing solely for the sake of the trial, rather than the true Azure Dragon.

Initially, in the Prophet’s calculations, he had worried that the Son of Earth might not be present at this time. Upon seeing Liu Feng appear, he let out a long sigh of relief, feeling as though his desperate gamble had paid off.

Consequently, that night, no one felt as burdened as they had the previous two days. Their conversation flowed more freely, and they chatted around the campfire for a long time before returning to their tents.

Seeing that Lin Dashan still looked doubtful, Han Xin found it difficult to explain, so he waited quietly for Er Niu and the others to return. Meanwhile, taking advantage of the lull, the soldiers of the Third Regiment began to clear the battlefield, collecting the abandoned enemy weapons and ammunition one by one.

After transforming into policemen, the group, led by Manfred, swaggered down the street toward the intersection of the third and fourth districts.

"Alright then." The two little girls realized it was indeed getting late, so they set off, ready to follow Fang Ze outside.

Following Han Xin’s orders, Shi Tou and the others maintained an aggressive momentum. Their fierce firepower seemed unwilling to pause for even a moment, and they even tore several large gaps into the Japanese soldiers' barbed wire fences.

Wang Yi looked at Liu Zhang and asked joyfully, "Is Your Majesty going out to play?" Without Liu Zhang taking them, they could not go out to play as they pleased.

It was the same old style of conversation—a conversation ender. However, Jiang Ming was no longer one to search for topics either; silence suited him well, and he preferred to let things take their natural course.

Upon hearing Lei Yuan’s battle plan, General Fang could not help but frown. Since the counties in the Western Hemisphere were not contiguous, Lei Yuan’s approach undoubtedly increased the difficulty of the operation.

Watching as everyone surrendered, a smile appeared on Li Wei’s face. Just as he was about to give the order to return to Jiang City and report the results to Gu Yang, his phone rang.

I do not know if it was because my face was full of fear, but Qin Zhiyuan actually tapped my forehead with great affection.

Wen Rou believed that if time continued to slip away without any clues, these fellow cultivators would likely choose to give up. After all, they would not waste their precious time on this matter forever.

Moreover, the injuries on Die Yu’s body had almost healed, so they would no longer cause any issues.

Lan Qin pursed her lips and said, "Many people are heading toward the temple; it seems they have already started fighting." Having said this, her gaze fell upon Gu Feiyu.

Wen Rou was stunned by Mantou, nearly falling off her chair. Was Mantou actually telepathically communicating with her? Since when could Mantou do that?

Although the Sect Master of the Heavenly Thunder Sect had successfully executed the Mysterious Heavenly True Thunder Technique, Gu Feiyu had not lost in the collision just now.

Just like Elder Jiangshi and the others, if he could be certain that he would make no significant progress in his martial arts over the next twenty years, he would choose to fight today without hesitation.

People from the Heavenly Thunder Sect outside naturally did not know that this was the work of Fairy Die alone; if they had, they would have gone mad.

Strangely, Bing Hu’s men did not appear all night. It was very quiet. I was quite surprised that Bing Hu did not come to cause trouble; perhaps he felt that the current Toad posed no threat to him.

After sitting down, no one went up to the stage for a while. After all, no one was a fool; whoever went up first would become the target of everyone’s ire.

Reflecting on the past, as a princess of the Tuyuhun Kingdom, Zhao Yuan had lived a life without restraint. She could go wherever she wanted and do whatever she pleased—either galloping on horseback across the vast, boundless grasslands or meeting up with friends to chase and play in the sunset. That was a truly free and easy life.

Xiang Lin was exhausted and fell into a deep sleep on the straw mat. It was not yet midnight, and Niu San had been holding his wine pot, stiff for over an hour. His eyes had never left Xiang Lin. Seeing him fast asleep, Niu San swallowed hard, set down his wine pot, leaned against the wall to rise slowly, and then crouched down to retrieve a dagger from the straw.

To have turned such a high-pressure, unfavorable situation into this state—it would be a lie to say one was not impressed.

He Jian was currently suffering from a sickness, the medical clinic had been closed for over a month, and Qiu Ying had yet to return. Wang Chong could not think of any other way.

Under his intimidating gaze, Su Qiao had the urge to retreat, but she struggled to stand firm, stubbornly tilting her rounded chin upward.

Tang Huang was just about to say she was fine when a wave of dizziness hit her, scaring her so much that she hugged Feng Ye’s neck without a second thought.

If Lin Tang were at the provincial department, being stuck at the ninth level of the martial artist rank would not require seeking help from Jiangbei; the provincial department would naturally be able to solve that problem for her.

Every word from Ji Zichen was filled with provocation and teasing, leading one to think of very wicked things.

Thinking of this, Bao Rui could only conclude that Chai Fei was putting on an act to show her the true nature of human kindness and evil. As for the injuries on his body, they were likely hidden by Zhou Wutian.

Qin Ming nodded with a smile and said, "Yes, but I cannot give you a wedding right now." Cheng Xin stood up and gave Qin Ming a big hug. Thunderous applause erupted throughout the restaurant, and Cheng Xin felt that she was truly the happiest person in the world.

In terms of function, it was still a vending machine, so it did not require many sales personnel; it only needed logistics and after-sales service departments.

The disciple turned pale with fright upon hearing this and hurriedly explained. Xiang Qing flicked his sleeve. "Get lost." A great force threw both him and the one lying on the ground dozens of yards away. Before the disciple could recover from his shock, he heard Xiang Qing’s voice coming from afar: "I will go to Jinhui Valley in a few days to examine whether Song Shide still respects the rules of the sect."

For Jiang Xiangzhou, the Vice Minister of the Ministry of Justice who was sitting across from Lu Zhen, he would rather the cause of this matter be as the rumors claimed—that Tatars had infiltrated the capital to seek revenge on Lu Zhen—than to hear the explanation he had just received from Lu Zhen. That way, he could have pushed off more than half of the responsibility resting on his shoulders.