Today, the little substitute number 74 is also taking the field.
Lin Xiafan's appearance on the Universal News was not a significant event in itself; what truly caused unrest was the warning and admonition that followed, which left many people disgruntled.
As Vivian finished speaking, she was about to step into the portal of light when Zhong Ling instinctively reached out and seized her wrist.
Fortunately, Han Lianyi had pulled her up to the rooftop of the teaching building. Now, no matter how loudly she called, no one would notice. Luckily, the pill emitted a flickering red glow, making it very conspicuous in the darkness, so finding it would not be difficult.
At this moment, Lin Xiu dashed away in the other direction, brandishing a spear shrouded in black radiance. Though he was extremely reluctant, the strength of an eighth-rank martial artist was simply overwhelming.
In the third year of Yifeng and the first year of Tiaolu, the court twice sent Li Jingxuan to lead an expedition to the Western Regions. Both times, his army was utterly defeated by Qin Ling, whose fame thus spread throughout the land, making him the most renowned general in Tubo.
Upon hearing this, Zhong Ling thought it just as well; at least, as followers of the Dao, they had now paid their respects on this majestic Mount Shu.
“In any case, even if the girl agrees to marry Caigua, I won’t allow it,” Pang Zhong said stubbornly.
“From as early as the Eastern Jin, they have been constantly probing. Now, are they finally unable to contain themselves?” That was one of the reasons why Mai Linglong and Zhao Gao had made such a detour in the first place. After Zhao Gao activated the “Investigation and Knowledge” vision, it became impossible for these people to hide their forms.
Watching Li Cheng unbutton his coat and loosen his collar, I silently prayed for Jin Ke—may he go in peace.
“He’s gone. Disappeared in a blink. I have no idea where he went,” Ye Yu shook his head, hiding nothing. He thought it best to be honest; otherwise, misunderstandings would be inevitable.
I pointed to myself, silently asking the three seniors—apart from Director Qian, who looked impatient—if it was indeed me they wanted. All three nodded in unison, and I had no choice but to brace myself and step forward.
“Well? Now you know how formidable I am, don’t you?” The first message at the top of my phone was Sun Jie showing off her victory.
But the more he wanted her to go, the more Zhang Haotian said things to provoke her. Perhaps someone who had always lived in the mountains could be tricked by just such words.
Su Zheng read every nuance of emotion on her brow—he could see through Siyin’s thoughts completely. His heart sank; of course he was displeased, especially at this time. Why would she leave the hospital and come here? Was Gu Shen truly so important to her?
Wei Sheng chuckled, not caring at all about Murong Yuyan’s eye roll. Just as he was preparing to help deal with the Flying Eagle gang, something unexpected happened—at the very moment he was about to act, the three of them, as if pre-arranged, split up and fled in three directions.
The jewelry just handed to He Zijie was crude and simple, certainly not things Xu Xin had ever used; Grandma Gao had deliberately placed them in the box to deceive He Zijie, whose heart was already wavering.
For now, Feng Tiannu was wielding his trump card to its utmost, to the point that even Leng Xing’er had no confidence she could resist.
Besides, this kind of matter was best kept from the general—otherwise, if word got back that he couldn’t even manage his own territory, that would be a disaster.
The scene of mother and son, so affectionate and happy, was witnessed by Xu Junying as he entered. He stood quietly by the door, his expression cold and detached, tinged with a hint of gloom.
There were many jobs one could do in War God City to earn a living, but few that were truly lucrative. Most chose to become Solvers—a Solvers’ Guild, officially recognized by the War God Hall, accepted all sorts of commissions. If a task could be imagined and was at all possible, the Solvers would take it on.
In the past, Yiyu and Feng’s group came here almost daily, but later, each became busy with cultivation or other affairs, and their visits grew rarer. Especially after Feng and the others entered Blue Sea, they seldom returned to War God City.
When the torrential rain fell, Yiyu withdrew her gaze from the high heavens, raised her left hand, and pressed the suspended True God’s Mark and its fusion into her forehead, smiling as she did so.
Thud, thud... The old man’s fists struck Sun Yi’s chest and side several times, but Sun Yi seemed unfazed. He simply raised his right hand and punched the hilt of his own blade.
At the same time, many inquisitive souls were left bewildered. There were already very few surviving kings on the Continent of Death. The appearance of the Skeleton King, inheriting the prison of the Continent of Destruction, while its lord resided in War God Continent—who, then, were the kings outside Silver Saint City and in the other prison of the Continent of Destruction?
Words spoken without intent, but the listener took note—when Jin Ze finished, a chilling thought suddenly took root in my mind.
The man who stepped out was none other than He Shiyi. The two of them had been listening in the side hall. He Shiyi suddenly rose and left, prompting Qingqian, startled, to follow.
“Sister, will he be alright?” The Flower Guardian looked worried, and even Purple Wind Chime, who had previously believed firmly in my victory, now wrung her hands together anxiously.
But the vibration was coming from under the bed—which meant there was a phone under there. Yet I was certain I only owned one phone.
“We’re heading to the infirmary now. These two need treatment. I suppose we can go together.” With that, he pointed at the Havier brothers, who lay sprawled on the ground like dead dogs.
A faint voice drifted from afar. The two unruly wolf demons had no time for anger; their figures flickered and vanished into the mountain, breaking through the void.