Volume 1, Chapter 42: Campus Defense Line: The Tactical Layout of Tacit Partners

It turns out that when Xiang Sui, Lu San, and the others were at Tiger King Stronghold, Lu San had taught Huzi, Heiwa, Xiang Sui, and Baiguo how to practice light-body techniques on the marshlands, which had proven quite effective. After arriving in the capital, however, there were no marshlands, so they had stopped practicing.

Lin Yi turned to look at the person whose face was still streaked with tears and said, "Ma'am, stop crying. Hurry and follow them. Remember to carry your medicine with you at all times from now on." With that, he turned and left.

The eight rangers in the restaurant immediately ceased their conversation, watching intently as the procession of over thirty people drew nearer. Leading them was a palace eunuch, an imperial envoy, followed by the Flying Dragon Imperial Guard, the Emperor’s personal troops. It went without saying that they were headed to the Xiao residence to deliver an imperial decree, though whether it brought good fortune or ill remained unknown.

Lin Tian collected his thoughts and smiled. "Surely it isn't as simple as that." The men ignored him and dragged him away. Lin Tian did not intend to escape just yet; he wanted to see who these people were and where they were taking him.

Qin Lin looked at Zi Qie, his dark eyes shimmering under the lamplight. He opened his mouth slightly but could find no words. Slowly, a flush of red spread across his pale, handsome face.

Hun Ming, a Soul Ferryman with unfathomable mastery over spirits, saw at a glance that Li Tianchen and Hun Xin were different from the others.

In this valley, there were many others like Lin Tian who had trespassed into the estate. These people glanced at Lin Tian without saying much. Lin Tian, meanwhile, was busy trying to figure out how to escape the valley, but it was surrounded by formations and guarded by many experts.

What did it matter if he was at the peak of the fifth level of Qi Refinement? Under the siege of so many experts, he would likely be killed in a few moves without any hope of survival. Even if this Lin Yi were formidable, he would surely perish at their hands—this was the hard-earned experience Wu Bo had gained from years of wandering the Desolate Mountains.

Jessica did not even draw her favored long-pointed sword; her fingernails suddenly elongated, and she lunged forward just like that.

"Got it!" Chen Dahai, now fourteen years old, replied, happily tossing the leaping bow-fish into a wooden basin.

Rather than enthusiasm, it was more like strangeness. Before the stunned Eren could answer, Hanji pulled out a pair of handcuffs and spoke.

"I have heard that the prosperity of Luoyang is in no way inferior to Chang'an, yet its customs and people are quite different. I have always yearned to visit," Gu Mingzhu said happily as she sat down, blinking her eyes at Cui Lin.

The four masters recited the Rebirth Mantra even more urgently, the spiritual energy from the jade pendants they wore seeping into their bodies.

Matthew glanced at his phone once and frowned; the call was from Helen Herman.

Xu Ruonan leaped from the hundred-foot cliff, her knees sinking into the earth as she braced herself with one hand. Blood seeped from her eyes, mouth, and nostrils. The impact of the move was too great; even with the demonic arts she had practiced since childhood, it was difficult to endure such force.

Chen Bo intended to let them return and consider things further, so that if there were any issues, they could be cleared up in advance.

Zheng Yuan, however, was completely oblivious to the Second Madam's anger. Her mind was entirely occupied by Cui Wei and Qin Niang. After the initial panic and rage, she finally realized the truth: Qin Niang was likely to be taken as a concubine by Cui Wei.

"Become an immortal? Is it really possible to cultivate and become an immortal?" Tian Yizi asked, somewhat incredulous.

In an era where the production budget for a top-tier Hollywood film easily exceeds 150 million US dollars, and marketing costs easily top a hundred million, it is simply unrealistic to rely solely on the North American box office to break even.

Li Hao's wife and children were all placed under protection. If the situation in Chang'an turned sour, his students would immediately escort them by sea to Ryukyu.

But at that moment, a brilliant radiance suddenly flew in from afar, shimmering with vibrant red flames—a momentary, breathtaking splendor.

After a night had passed, by the next morning, Yun Jin and the Temple of the War God had both left Ice and Snow Island. By noon, they crossed paths again at the novice guide center in Sandstorm City.

"The Venerable Yuan has records of the exchange, so this is hard to handle!" the merit administrator insisted stubbornly.

After finishing the shoot at noon and taking a short break, the photographer and stylist continued to have Gan Jing pose. Su Lin returned to the sidelines to watch.

The monkeys were highly sensitive. As soon as the group arrived, they were discovered. The monkeys were so startled that they jumped directly into the river, bobbing in the water while screeching.

As a soldier who had once galloped across the battlefield, to lose his eligibility for recruitment at such a moment—the sense of loss in his heart could well be imagined.

The last time was a meal in Hangzhou, and the time before that... Gan Jing recalled a scene of dining with people from the China Film Group—it seemed that was exactly why he had grown to loathe such occasions thereafter.

Gan Jing had encountered dangerous moments before, some back when he worked as a security guard, others after he became an actor. But he had never faced a situation where someone came with such aggressive, targeted intent.

Po Jun could clearly feel the joy and excitement in Qiu Qiu when he used soul power with space-attribute affinity to groom the energy within its body.

However, when he flew into the air and looked down, he discovered that many parts of Hong Kong were permeated with black mist—corpse energy or ghostly energy. In total, there were over ten thousand such spots, which left Lin Feng greatly astonished.

Yan Jianshan was only the executive vice-minister of the Ministry of Public Security. Although he was a high-ranking official, he had no authority over Lan Ye, let alone the power to dictate Lan Ye’s fate.