"——What is wrong with staying with the Phoenix Clan?"

As if it had never been, the corners of his mouth curved up peacefully. The grand waves in his eyes were gone, replaced only by a surface as tranquil as an ancient lake.

I matched his gesture by lifting the corners of my mouth, letting my expression grow imperceptibly dim. Yet, even this subtle shift did not escape the notice of Black Wind.

Although there was a great opportunity to form an alliance with Xiliang and Northern Wei, once a rebellion broke out within the Eastern Han court, coupled with the external threats from Southern Qi and the Southern Frontier, such an alliance would appear exceedingly precarious amidst internal turmoil and external aggression.

Seeing this situation, Zhang Zechen naturally would not miss the chance. He looked at Shao Jun with a mocking smile, while secretly giving him a thumbs-up behind the scenes.

Provoked by Lü Bu, all the generals were filled with indignation. They were veterans of a hundred battles; what fierce conflicts had they not experienced? How could they possibly be cowardly?

"Then what about me?..." Qiqi gazed at Jin Yexuan with a sense of powerlessness, seemingly pleading for a shred of his pity.

Jin Haidi cast a reluctant look at Ming Yi. "Get some rest, we are leaving first." She then turned around and walked out of the hospital room first, afraid that if she stayed a moment longer, her reluctance would once again overpower the rationality in her heart.

Hmph, spare me your nonsense. I'm telling you this as well: I came here today for another matter to settle with you. Don't rush; let's finish dealing with this issue first, and we can discuss things slowly.

Riding the Red Hare, Lü Bu circled the four gates of Huaixian County once, accompanied by Li Ru. Seeing Lü Bu's furrowed brows, Li Ru knew well what was on his mind.

An Yunxi let out a cold snort, then slowly drew out the Soul-Devouring Dagger, fitting the pieces of jade one by one into the grooves on the blade.

The sound of flowing energy within his body was incessant, resembling the murmuring of a spring in the mountains. He had already gathered his momentum, waiting only for talks to break down so he could launch an attack right then and there.

"You are too polite, Manager Song." Because Xingji was fine now, An Qinyuan's expression was not as icy as before.

"I know the two of you share a deep bond and have no room for anyone else, but you cannot ignore the continuation of your lineage. The Prince Qi Estate cannot have its roots cut off through you. If this dragon birthmark is severed, something terrible might happen!" Consort Dowager Fuyu sighed as she tried to persuade him.

Owing to the formidable reputation of Yagyu Kenkotsu, everyone around Yagyu Chidai greeted her warmly.

Gu Chuhan watched her leave, her mouth twitching. She picked it up and opened it, only to find it was a concealed weapon resembling a sleeve arrow. She picked up the letter, written in a bold, fierce, and unrestrained cursive hand just like its owner, instructing her on how to use the device.

"Baka, who did this? Report it to me immediately, right now!" Jinchuan Xionda roared furiously at the person on the video screen.

When Aunt Zhang appeared at the Xiao Group carrying a vegetable basket, she drew the attention of many. No matter how one looked at it, the two parties seemed completely out of place.

Lifting his head, Ye Yang subconsciously looked forward, a faint smile playing across his face.

Yet precisely because she went completely bare-faced and yet remained so soul-stirringly captivating, everyone found her all the more stunning.

What demonic blade, what justice—none of it mattered to him. He only wanted revenge, to slay the karmic fire that had ruined his entire life.

"Well..." But one left only for another to arrive. Looking at the beautiful figure inside the door, Li Ye realized he had just escaped the tiger's den only to enter the wolf's lair?

At Mu Ji's age—just a few years older than him—to possess such acting skills, even concealing the hatred of a father's and brother's murder deep within his heart... If not for his martial arts will being the "intent of slaughter," perhaps even he would not have been able to perceive it.

Clearly, she did not wish to delve too deeply into this topic. She merely provided Yang Cheng with the contact information and address of that unit's commanding officer, then hung up the phone without uttering a single extra word.

Si Jinghong narrowed his eyes. The strength of the others was not enough to discern Li Qiang's true power; in truth, he couldn't see through it either. However, he could clearly tell that Li Qiang had not used his full strength—perhaps he was currently using less than half of his power.

According to their claims, this Celestial race would henceforth belong to the younger generation of clansmen. This current event served as a proper warm-up exercise for these young clansmen to officially shoulder the responsibilities of the Celestial race.

Lich's gaze withdrew from the scroll, and he looked around in confusion. Just as he wondered, another slight tremor occurred, lasting quite a while before finally disappearing.

While he was still pondering, the rest of the people arrived successively, surrounding the area and gazing ahead in shock and suspicion.

However, the opponent's offensive was fierce, and Lu Ming's counterattack was equally sharp. Simultaneously, the Yellow Springs Path converged into a sword, fiercely colliding with the blazing spear.

However, such a vague concealment could not last for very long. Perhaps the moment he left the secret realm world, he would be sensed by countless giants, who would then dispatch their avatars.

"Will this work?" Although this method was utterly speechless, could they think of any other way?

With a low internal shout, Nagato's back suddenly bulged and wriggled. The next instant, four exceptionally sturdy arms violently tore through his skin and emerged right from his back.

After a long while, the crowd finally snapped out of their daze. Hearing the shouting outside, George Chen, the adoptive son of the church's priest, hurriedly responded, "Coming, coming!" Shouting thus, he ran to open the door.

Wu Xuan's eyes widened. He wanted to dodge, but couldn't evade at all; he wanted to block, but couldn't fend it off. He could only watch helplessly as this mighty, peerless spear smashed heavily onto his body.

Because she didn't understand either; she had simply seen it too often—no, that was from watching it too much in her past life.

Even Murong Nan, standing nearby, looked at Zhuang Fan with a trace of astonishment, never expecting this youth's ambition to surpass even his own.

As he spoke, Madara released his own shadow, directing it to crash straight into the purple energy bomb hurtling down from the sky.

What kind of person was Wang Hao? Being spied upon at such a close range and even having malicious intent directed at him, his powerful primordial spirit instantly sensed it. With a low murmur, he turned his head and saw Qin Da, under Qin San's cover, dashing rapidly across the chaotic battlefield straight toward his location.

Fortunately, this sense of helplessness was not sorrowful, because this perseverance was not for fame, fortune, or wealth, nor was it pedantic or obsolete; instead, it was like a gentle breeze, refreshing and pure.

Ever since his trip to the ancient tomb last time, Ouyang had constantly been thinking of venturing out again. Now, both the right time and favorable terrain were at hand.

Over there, the iron sand defense protecting Sasori remained unbroken. And naturally so, for the Third Kazekage puppet had not yet been destroyed by the Water Vortex.