Volume 1, Chapter 62: Liu Qiaohui Means the Same Thing

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It is just that love and career are like the bear's paw and the fish, which cannot both be had at once. Just as he finally managed to calm his mind, he was suddenly sent far away to Qingzhou to hold down the frontier.

With a single short burst, three out of the four grenadiers were mowed down. The remaining one was left staring in utter bewilderment—what on earth was this weapon? Why did it feel like it was raining bullets?

This was already nothing more than sophistry. To be honest, Lu Changyao did not want to bother with him, yet she truly could not swallow this grievance.

Hancheng was merely offering a pretext; in truth, regardless of the circumstances, that batch of steel had to be secured. Put bluntly, it was for the production of firearms. These raw materials were sufficient to manufacture a vast quantity of guns, so as for those who could not recognize a good thing when they saw one, let them remain ignorant.

The soldiers beneath the horses heard a chilling murderous intent in his voice, accompanied by a trace of tremor. Yet, since military orders had already been given, they had no choice but to brace themselves and charge forward. Instantly, all the Japanese rearguard let out a shout, rising from the snow, and while firing their guns, they rushed toward the score of men hastily mounting their horses in the rear.

Muge knew that Tang Xue's mother was repeating these tedious admonitions purely out of sincere goodwill toward him. He nodded repeatedly in agreement, and the nerves in his mind unconsciously tightened once more.

Therefore, Anayan told Lu Changyao the actual current situation. After all, Lu Changyao was acting for the benefit of the subjects under his rule, so he had nothing left to hide.

Emperor Wu of Han, acting on the proposal of the minister Zhufu Yan, dispatched troops to establish agricultural colonies and garrison the frontier, viewing Shuofang as a strategic location that served as "the foundation for expanding China and destroying the northern nomads." With grand vision and resourcefulness, Emperor Wu repeatedly relocated citizens to settle in the commanderies of Shuofang, Wuyuan, Shangjun, and Beidi, while also digging canals, establishing garrison farms, and constructing the Great Wall and fortresses.

His face flushed red, his voice rigid, and his heart pounded furiously as if it were about to leap out of his chest.

Ash Valley did not imply that the location of this survivor base was some sort of mountain valley camp, but rather a prison from before the apocalypse.

"An advertisement! That million-per-month advertisement, someone has claimed it..." the subordinate panted heavily as he spoke.

The blade pierced through the gaps between the skeleton's bones, and Li Yi forcefully jerked it upward, sending the skeleton's body flying into the air. Before it could hit the ground, Li Yi leaped forward, swiftly appearing above the skeleton, and then slammed his right foot down fiercely onto the skeletal frame.

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Those hesitant supernatural beings who had been sitting on the fence watching the spectacle all felt a sense of secret relief upon seeing this scene.

Tanluo followed closely by Siyin's side. Hearing Emperor Chongli make such a remark, she pondered inwardly: the Buddha Realm existed independently beyond the six realms and was a vast distance away from the Demon Realm. Why had this Emperor traveled thousands of miles here—first seizing a sacred artifact, and now entering the Ghost Gate—truly just to repair a personal sword?

She narrowed her eyes and looked ahead. Aside from the group of men including Yan Bo and Baize, Chongli's appearance at this moment was not particularly surprising; yet why did the Heavenly Emperor Haojun also gaze at her with the weary, composed expression of a deserted husband?

After slaying the talisman decree spirit, there was not a shred of danger left within the illusion array. All they needed to do was wait for Huijue to break the formation.

Faced with Iluliy's attack, Alisa concentrated her power onto her hands, forming an energy gauntlet, and then directly met Iluliy's battleaxe with her bare hands. Only a powerhouse of Alisa's caliber possessed the supreme self-confidence to catch a divine artifact barehanded.

Liang Shan's spiritual sense probed inward and discovered that the Ximen Mansion actually featured a layout of laxity on the outside and strictness on the inside. Although there were no soldiers guarding the entrance, the interior was guarded strictly with a post every five steps and a sentry every ten paces. If anyone were to rashly break in, the underworld soldiers rushing to the scene in response would roll in endlessly like a tidal wave.

What Huang Hongjun spoke of was a realistic issue. Indeed, one was undoubtedly the Tsinghua or Peking University, while the other was an obscure arts institute. In the era of 1995, people's perceptions simply could not place them on the same level of comparison.

Lin Ye was currently like a coveted treasure in Professor Cai's eyes; how could he bear to let him leave so easily?

Qin Zhangzhu desperately wanted to say that those were her burial goods, but even if she said so, this dog of a man would not only refuse to believe it, but might also regard her as a madman and send her to a psychiatric hospital.

Suddenly, a familiar voice drifted from the inner chamber, causing the expressions of Xiao Yu and He to shift slightly as their tense nerves instantly relaxed.

When the artificial intelligence engine was delivered to his door, he intended to attribute this creation to Galaxy Technology Company.

Once Li Yuexuan finished speaking, the special operations team immediately split into groups, acting on a squad basis as they headed toward the Japanese encampment. As for Li Yuexuan himself, he remained at the original spot with two artillery squads from the artillery unit and the communication team to command and provide backup from the center.

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The fragrance of the wine, like poisoned factors, numbed every single nerve in his body. An unprecedented wave of comfort spread through his limbs and bones, provoking him into a fit of continuous coughing.

One could see that those discarded cannon barrels had all been precision-machined on their outer circumferences to a uniform thickness, and then mounted onto a steel plate base, with another layer of steel plate fixed in the middle.

The moment Feng Jue turned around, she simply disguised her appearance so that she looked like a middle-aged man in his thirties.

"Mianmian, this matter has nothing to do with you," Steward Fu comforted Jiang Mianmian, not wishing to see her wearing an expression of self-blame and distress.

She buried herself in his embrace, wrapping her arms around his neck and pressing her cheek against his chest. Listening to his steady and powerful heartbeat, her own frantic pulse gradually calmed down along with it.

Witnessing this cruel scene, Jiang Hai looked at the corpse with a complex expression. This was the first time since recovering his memories that he had witnessed a human die right before his eyes.

The youth patted his chest and spoke. As the host, once they reached Chang'an, it would be considered his territory, and naturally he would entertain Xiaoyang properly.

The Second Prince turned livid with rage and dispatched two teams of people: one team to pursue and intercept Tang Jiaren outside, and the other team to dig a tunnel, vowing to find out where it led and who was responsible for this.

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