Episode 67 Broadcast (Part 2)

Western Han or Eastern Han, what difference does it make? No matter which Han dynasty it is, no matter how many more times the Han dynasty changes and transforms, it is merely a change of tenants within the imperial palace. Even if the Eastern Han were overthrown and the Western Han rebuilt, what ultimate benefit would it bring to the common people?

Finally, they reached the entrance of the shortcut Luo Shanshan had mentioned, and driving straight through, they encountered no obstructions whatsoever. However, one minute later, Luo Shanshan was filled with agonizing regret.

Only the Earth Dragon of the Hundred Herbs unleashed its condensed, eighty-percent-complete "Ring-Bound Poisonous Dragon"! The Ring-Bound Poisonous Dragon coiled outward, blocking the Heavenly Astral and Earthly Fiend of Supreme Yin! Under the control of the Ring-Bound Poisonous Data, the Heavenly Astral and Earthly Fiend of Supreme Yin could not advance a single step.

"Have you completed the task I assigned to you?" Elder Wen asked in a low voice to the two disciples of the Thousand Gates by his side.

When dawn broke, Qingbao, who had fallen asleep exhausted over the medicine counter the night before, woke up upon hearing the crowing of a rooster. "Ah—" She let out a yawn and looked across the room.

He had been abroad for several months. During these months, ever since leaving the country, he seemed to have matured overnight. Although he remained as fond of play as ever, he now understood restraint; he knew how to take care of himself, and he realized that away from his parents, he had to rely on himself for everything.

Furthermore, facing this elderly gentleman, he did not dare to say another word, simply repeating what Ling Changfeng had told him.

Moxi was desperately holding back a laugh. Oh my god, what a wonderful day today was, effortlessly picking up over ten million! Hahahahahaha. However, since Young Master Jun had already set the stage so thoroughly, she must play her part to absolute perfection.

Despite the gossip running rampant throughout the school, it was precisely because of this accidental opportunity that Li Nan and Pei Siluo went abroad as exchange students.

"Have your leader come over." Once the chief person in charge finished speaking, Uncle Zhang had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk forward.

Upon hearing this, Ye Feng immediately pressed a finger against Shi Ling's forehead, attempting to infuse her with a tiny trace of chaotic energy. To his utter astonishment, a moment later, Ye Feng wore a look of utter bewilderment.

Everyone loves comfort, longing for longevity and eternal joy; they detest fighting and killing. They prefer planting flowers and raising birds, playing melodies and composing writings when the inspiration strikes, tasting poetry brewed within a wine cup, wandering amidst misty shadows with paths filled with fragrance, and letting brilliance sway to express their sentiments.

When Tang Monk spoke these words, his heart was truly bleeding. He was ten thousand times unwilling to let Sun Wukong leave, yet he knew he could not make him stay. Therefore, he could only choose to accept it with a painful heart, choosing to let Sun Wukong fly away on his own.

Entering the hall, gazing at the dazzling array of various fruits and vegetables, Sun Wukong could not help feeling somewhat disappointed, as his favorite bananas and peaches were nowhere to be found.

They could only watch helplessly as the people beneath the city filled in the trenches. Once across the trenches, several men advanced under the cover of shields to dig, leaving them entirely powerless to intervene as they watched the enemy steadily approach the city walls.

"Me? Impossible. My father is a legend," Sophia said, blinking her beautiful eyes.

Hearing about Zhou Xia's overwhelmingly busy schedule, which was already booked half a year in advance, many people in the audience wore expressions of deep admiration.

It was very simple: not only was he thoroughly versed in ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign military strategies across all realms of the heavens, but he also possessed the computational power to pierce through every chance of victory and a subtle, divine power of observation.

If the avatar of Yu Jingxiong detected this and guessed his purpose, then once he engaged in combat with the Daoist priest, he might find himself unable to break away.

To counter the rationality of the old rules of Mohism while avoiding being occupied and ultimately digested and absorbed by Legalist principles, Mohism had to fundamentally oppose the theories of inherent human goodness and human evil.

However, in daily life, people still had opportunities to encounter some words originating from the Quechuan language.

"Then you step back for a moment and see how they fight," Old Fan said. This left Mo Song somewhat baffled by Old Fan's intentions, but he complied nonetheless.

Ya Dong shook a slight head, watching Ruo Ming with a faint smile. He felt that Ruo Ming was becoming increasingly cheerful, entirely unlike the tearful manner she always displayed when they first met. Still, this proved that she was very happy now, and seeing these changes in Ruo Ming, Ya Dong felt genuinely happy for her from the bottom of his heart.

A "hissing" sound rang out, resembling water droplets hitting a blazing fire. Layers of water vapor even appeared in the sky, making the entire battlefield hazy.

Chen Yuanhong sucked in his abdomen, retracted his legs, and plummeted swiftly. The moment his feet touched the ground, he let out a loud laugh, executed a backflip to soar upward, and closely pursued Yin Hongqiao.

Ning Ye could no longer comprehend the recreational activities of middle-aged women nowadays. You do square dancing, fine, but when did you start mingling in the underworld and moonlighting as private detectives?

Depending on his military leadership skills, executing these soldiers to establish authority, then reorganizing the remnant troops and retraining them afresh, it would not take long before these remnants regained their combat effectiveness.

Passing by a mobile phone store, Ning Ye said to Dongfang Qingyue, remembering the awkwardness of Dongfang Qingyue using an old-fashioned brick-sized mobile phone earlier.

Facing the Jiangning army surging in like a tide, the city defense garrison lacked even the basic courage to resist. Before they could even pour down much boiling oil, the vanguard battalion of the Jiangning army had already breached the city ramparts.

These four words sounded ordinary enough, but such achievements, even when placed across the long river of history, were monumental. In that other vast world spanning twenty-five dynasties, those who achieved these four words numbered fewer than the fingers on two hands.

Within the Heaven and Earth Bureau, all beings were mere ants from the very moment they stepped inside. Their destinies were already sealed. Furthermore, with Yan Ruyu present, it was by no means easy for these people to escape.

Seeing Xu Xiaowen and Wang Zijing both walk out, Chen Dong, Monkey Liu, and Guan Liang naturally could not sit still. Calling a few classmates, they followed them outside.

"Lifespan!" The skeleton elder suddenly froze, stroking his jaw in deep thought. The two of them remained silently lost in thought, their minds harboring unknown reflections.

"Alright, alright, I was just making a joke. Do you really have to be so serious, damn it? Go pay the city entry tax," Yang Chen said with a smiling curse.

"Venerable Lord Feilan! Stop hiding! Immortal King Dongling has long since blocked the entrance to the netherworld passageway. Hiding here, no one can save you! Why not come out and let us fight fairly?" That Immortal Venerable said with a smug smile, shouting down toward the mansion below.