Chapter 47

However, Yang Tian completely ignored Meng Guangren's words and struck him directly in the face with a punch, distorting the bridge of his nose quite a bit.

Lü Bu led his army back and pitched camp in an open area west of Langya City. The camp was neat and uniform, surrounded by dense rows of wooden fences.

She retreated step by step, while he approached step by step. Yet, he remained indifferent, completely calm, unhurried, and steady.

Seeing this, the ancient martial snake demon hurriedly stepped forward to question him, though her expression turned somewhat complex as she spoke.

Zhao Yun's five hundred White Horse cavalrymen had been formed for merely half a month, and the unit had barely finished its integration before being ordered to the frontline.

Could it be that simply because liquor was his business while tea belonged to Ning Bei, Ning Bei treated them so differently?

"Yunmeng, don't call me Young Master Zhang..." Xu Mu blurted out instinctively, reminded of that awkward scene at the entrance of the black market.

"What are you standing there dazed for? Come drink with me tonight!" Gou Daoyi, listening from the side with great delight, pulled Xu Mu tightly by the shoulder and walked outside.

According to regulations, students arriving at the Imperial Academy for the first time could return home to rest upon the arrival of the first day of September.

Just as Jiang Yimu narrowed his eyes, Sister Song's tone shifted at lightning speed. "I'm sorry," she said, lowering her head slightly and bowing, instantly turning respectful.

It seemed that this Ghost Taoist was not a good person within the sect either; those disciples merely feared him rather than being genuinely close to him.

"Actually, I was about to call you right before you called me. Then, I got lost in thought thinking about some matters concerning Young Master Ling's company, so I zoned out and missed your call. Shen Xue, just forgive me," Shen Wei explained.

The countless points of light that attracted everyone turned out to be a mirror. Embedded in the wall now, the mirror still radiated a powerful glow even though more than half an hour had passed.

The flesh-colored stocking on her slender, beautiful leg had only been pulled halfway up when a hand suddenly reaching out from behind pulled it back onto the bed.

No one knew the might of the Five-Colored Divine Light better than he did, which was why he was utterly confident and fearless, even if his opponent was Gu Xiu.

Han Ru watched Yu Liang's expression shift unpredictably between light and shadow, noting that it was completely opposite to the reaction he had anticipated. Finally, Yu Liang looked at him with sheer astonishment, making Han Ru think something had gone wrong, and causing him to narrow his eyes slightly.

"Hahaha, picking up girls with that little courage?" The tattooed man pointed at the fleeing boy and mocked him.

Although AI Gu Ye lacked genuine emotions, everything he did was driven first by the system's instructions followed by Gu Ye's instincts.

The people on that side finally had their hearts settle back into their chests, while Shen Qingxi returned to the Shen family in a panic, wearing a pale, bloodless face.

The Marriage Book felt a tiny bit unhappy. After finally confessing her true feelings to Chu Hao, they hadn't spent much time together before Chu Hao had to leave her.

Look at you, you look even better than before. With your image and temperament, to say nothing of other pursuits, even if you just became a live streamer, you could make a fortune every single day—definitely better than following someone to sell fried rice.

There was a luxury cell inside that prison, previously used to confine an arms dealer, and yesterday Holburton requested to use it as a writing space.

Before getting into the car, Liang Feng suddenly seemed to remember something, waving the ticket in his hand and looking at them with a playful gaze.

From Luoya Pass to Yunjing City was roughly nine thousand miles. At Cheng Mu's current speed, flying the entire distance would take about five days and five nights.

Her figure was slender with undulating curves. The gap of her bathroobe was slightly open, revealing a large expanse of snow-white scenery that left onlookers reluctant to look away.

"Iron Crutch? How did you manage to get in touch with them?" Chen Dawei tapped on the table, analyzing what Luo Qi had said.

She took a step back and bowed deeply. The noisy reporters, however, were caught off guard by the turn of events and fell silent. Cheng Luoquan reached out and grabbed a microphone.

When Cheng Er was young, he was an exceptional worker—strong and indefatigable, capable of handling any heavy labor. He was a well-known, promising young man in Lu Village.

"Let's go upstairs and take a look first," Zhang Zhao said. According to his analysis, this staircase might be similar to an emergency exit, opened only in the event of fires or major accidents, and sealed off at all other times. Without a doubt, heading all the way down this staircase would surely lead to the side of the first floor.

Lin羽 (Lin Yu) was not the first to give his life for a righteous act of bravery. He did not regret it; he merely felt he had failed his mother.

Chen Bo nodded. Tian Jiao had already told him what might happen next: what he had to face was the massive accumulation of grievances and vengeful spirits gathered here over such a long time.

"Hmph, trash," Wang Jin mocked disdainfully. Cihang Pudu truly lacked any backbone; the main body hadn't even fought him yet before simply fleeing, and had already escaped right out of the imperial city.

The people in Suiyuan Garden were a mix of veterans, individuals sent by Li Shimin from the imperial palace, and newly recruited staff. Although the number of people was small, it did not mean there were no subtle divisions among them.

"It's fine, I'm not afraid! As long as Uncle Ming can be saved, I'll do anything," Da Gui declared with an air of great courage.

On the night of the first day of the lunar new year, the whole family sat talking by candlelight, and an underground passage gradually took shape amidst their enthusiastic discussion and planning.

"I think it would be better for us to act together," Chu Yun blocked Lei Lin's path. Although the two had been at daggers drawn just moments before, Chu Yun reconsidered and decided that teaming up with Lei Lin would be more convenient, even if they could no longer trust each other as implicitly as at the very beginning.

One was named "Secrets Must Be Told to the AD," and the other was "Sweet Nothings Spoken to the Support," which could be described as an exceptionally matching pair.

Richard's provocation did not register in Yale's mind. Through Yale's mask, Richard could see an intensely resolute gaze in her eyes.

This greatly surprised Yun Chuxi. She had not expected that training ancient people could be so effortless.

At the same time, she channeled the eternal spring water within the Immortal Forest, combining it with the healing pills refined by Liangqiu Nana to treat her injuries in the gentlest manner possible.

Detoxification would become extremely difficult by then, and she had no certainty that she could completely purge the poison from his body.