Chi Rong (2)

As Shan Wei looked at the fiery red giant bird and the black giant turtle appearing within his spiritual consciousness, he was too shocked to speak a single word.

If Zhou Yu truly possesses such tactical brilliance, then Sun Ce and Zhou Yu will surely become our formidable enemies in the future, Guo Jia remarked.

Meanwhile, Xiao Yuxin had bathed early, dressed herself, and made her way to Xuanyuan Yingge's quarters. Her loose, vibrant red attire was rather striking, and the moment she arrived there, she was intercepted and blocked.

Young Dragon Rider, evasion is hardly the solution. I have never once retreated during my trials; no matter how formidable the enemy or how arduous the conditions, I have always relied on my own willpower and strength to overcome them.

Gu Niannian maintained her patience as she covertly watched Murong Jue from a short distance away. She was determined to find out whether Murong Jue had any other informants besides Liu'er.

This history continued to march forward steadily with the passage of time, yet such wonderful moments must never be wasted, especially an afternoon like this.

Even the Black Titan, Karur, had arrived wielding his iron gauntlets. They neither wanted nor were able to lose Li Jie; otherwise, they would inevitably plunge back into that chaotic, unconscious state.

Since there is nobody else around, it is just the two of us anyway, Dong Hang said as he stepped closer, suddenly sensing a dagger flashing straight from Wei Ziyu's sleeve toward his abdomen.

The first task Consort Mei assigned to them was to listen and observe more, recording all the information they gathered—especially matters detrimental to the state and disloyal to His Majesty.

Ranked first was the recent anomaly at the Myriad Demonic Cave, where demonic energy was overflowing into the heavens. Several nearby creatures had been corrupted by the demonic miasma, turning terrifyingly ferocious as if drawn by some irresistible force, or as though the Demon King himself were about to descend into the world.

Yet before he had even rushed two steps forward, a palm suddenly materialized within his field of vision, instantly pressing down upon his face. Through the gaps between the fingers, the dwarf caught sight of Godsnatcher's face bearing a chilling, eerie smile, filling his heart with sudden, overwhelming shock.

Glancing at the still-unconscious Third Young Master Wang, he searched through the young man's garments, only to fish out a meager few silver coins.

At present, Xu Rong was compelled to weigh a broader array of subtleties and maneuvering, even though such a lifestyle was not to his personal liking.

It was capable of assaulting an enemy's physical form while simultaneously striking terror into their soul, and could even yield unexpected tactical results.

To force the Di-Rong army to reveal themselves, signal fires had to be ignited across every beacon tower. Upon seeing the signals, the Di-Rong forces would converge upon them. The thousand Crimson Shadows dispatched by Chu Chen were tasked precisely with igniting those beacon towers, monitoring the enemy's movements, and returning at any moment to report.

This location was situated in a secluded corner of the garrison, surrounded by towering trees, making it appear as though it had been ostracized by the rest of the garrison, standing entirely isolated from the rest.

The Master says that if you cannot let him go, you may seek him out after the mutation is complete. The Hive-Mother chose to remain behind and not depart precisely to afford you a single chance at making a choice.

The Deity of Slaughter remained silent, watching as Zhang Yan refined the surging energy, his brows furrowing intermittently before relaxing once more.

This signified that he could acquire the characteristics of most professions without needing to undergo class transitions for all of them!

With a dull thud, someone stood dumbfounded, staring at Huan Luo collapsing onto the ground before him, and the silver-haired youth standing right behind Huan Luo with a mischievous grin.

Cuimei's eyes welled with profound sorrow coupled with a trace of bittersweet contentment. Although she had long known the Ninth Prince would never take a fancy to her, being rejected so bluntly still cut deeply. Nonetheless, being able to catch one final glimpse of the Ninth Prince before her death brought her a deep sense of satisfaction.

Guo Feiyu remained silent as Lan Fei quietly withdrew. At the threshold, she crossed paths with the brothel madam emerging from Bai Luoxi and her companions' chambers.

Upon hearing Leng Wuchen's word of advice, Lin Hanxi realized just how rigidly tense she had been holding herself. She shifted her body slightly, settling into a more comfortable posture. Yet while her physical form had relaxed, her mind remained entirely on edge.

You resent me? Yuwei asked, tilting her head as she scrutinized Leng Xun, her voice devoid of any fluctuating emotion.

Hearing this, the Mighty Immortal Venerable gritted his teeth, tightly gripping the red wood scepter in his hand with a sense of helpless resignation.

What on earth had eroded their sweetness? Was it solely because of Dudu? If they brought Dudu back home, would that alter everything and restore them to their former affection?

Have you found out the truth by now? The person who betrayed you was standing right beside you all along, yet you turn to question me instead, trapped in your own delusions, Liu Ruotong said in deep disappointment.

At that moment, the tens of thousands of combatants from both sides erupted into a fierce battle before the Sui army's camp, leaving corpses strewn across the wilderness and blood flowing like rivers.

With a swift swish, Duke violently yanked away the cloth shrouding the most precious treasure, revealing an utterly ordinary-looking wooden magic wand resting quietly beneath a glass dome, appearing entirely vulnerable and ripe for the taking.

Neither of them cared whether I was willing or not. The vegetable greenhouse was suffocatingly hot—could I possibly endure it? Could I handle the labor? They treated me as though they were merely borrowing a donkey from their own household.

It was precisely because he had taken a blow straight to the face, leaving blood streaming profusely across his eyes and nose, presenting a truly horrifying spectacle.

At that moment, such thoughts surged violently within the middle-aged man's mind as he desperately calculated what the consequences might be if he were to proceed down that path.

This unexpected tenderness only served to intensify my sense of grievance. With my mouth unable to speak freely, I could only shed delicate tears. Li Tan could do nothing but gently stroke my eyes once more, warning me that crying was strictly forbidden, as weeping incessantly would harm the child growing within my womb.

On the other side, upon learning that Ruan Cheng had been locked away, the head of the Ruan family immediately began pulling strings and leveraging connections in a desperate bid to secure his release.

I stared at that box of biscuits while a raging fire burned within my stomach. Unable to resist any longer, I tore open the packaging and began to devour them. They were buttery biscuits, wonderfully sweet and fragrant. Perhaps due to my extreme hunger, I felt as though they were the most delicious biscuits I had ever tasted in my entire life.

I have spent my whole life cutting corners and cheating, yet cheating somehow never resolves the root problems. There are certain hardships I am simply forced to endure firsthand, and certain pains I must taste myself, before I can truly move past them.

They were now pinning all their hopes on their master swiftly uncovering the truth of the investigation, sparing them from having to endure any further torment.

I felt as though my older brother was practically burning with excitement. Are all men like this? Is there an inherent seed of mischief buried deep within their bones?

Fortunately, he finally regained some responsiveness, blinking groggily as he raised a hand to clutch his head, hissing, What on earth... is going on? Only to discover his hands were completely caked in dried blood.

Ye Zi and Phoenix were left dumbfounded. They finally understood that the old man had never intended to harm Shuangshuang at all; rather, he had bestowed his entire reservoir of power upon the youth.

If Wang Zijian and Ye Tong hadn't held her back, Xu Xiaowen would have been so furious she would have marched right over and delivered a vicious kick.