Chapter 21

After closing the comments, Li Xiaogong still felt a deep sense of injustice, as if a breath of frustration was trapped inside, unable to be expressed.

I instructed the old local to remain silent; although the enemy forces came on fiercely, they had yet to experience the excellence of our remarkable archers on a large scale.

Wang Dabian confidently darted into the Cherry Blossom House and, after hiding briefly, stepped out ready to unleash his prowess as a top sniper. Unexpectedly, Guan Jinlin employed the Golden Wild Goose Technique, leapt overhead, and flipped him to the ground; the Mauser 98k sniper rifle slipped far from his grasp.

They were both demons, after all, and in the Immortal Realm, their aura fluctuations made them tremendously conspicuous.

Zhang Yang noticed numerous police cars stationed around the mountain, with officers leading police dogs patrolling the forest incessantly. It seemed the police were still searching for the whereabouts of these two groups, especially those attacked, including Lu Zhengyi and the others.

But hearing his mother’s words, was it true that the fates of the youngest siblings then and now were both the result of their father’s schemes?

As night fell, Fei Qianlan and Luo Xurui, under the arrangement of Deputy Chief Liu Min’en, stayed in a villa in the central district, close to Wang Peng’s residence.

This grand hall could easily accommodate six to seven hundred people, with ample space for two martial arts masters to duel—more than sufficient.

Later, the two brothers huddled together in the innermost bedroom, surviving a brief yet terrifying night. At that moment, they were unaware that families worldwide were facing the peril of fracture or even annihilation.

“This move is called the Flood Dragon’s Breath! If you can catch it, practice slowly and stop slacking off here,” Luo Jiutian admonished him.

Though these medicines had decent effects, their damage to the body was too apparent and far from ideal; at this time, the remaining Golden Roc Group became everyone's hope.

“How about feeding it something tasty to lure it away? Though I’m not sure if it will be dangerous,” Shi Jingtian pondered for a while.

Immersed slowly into the water, the warmth enveloped his entire body; limbs and bones relaxed in comfort. Lü Bu hummed contentedly, gently closing his eyes to savor a moment of tranquility.

“I rent islands for cultivation! As long as the island meets my conditions, price is negotiable,” Gu Qing declared.

However, a serious problem remained: both Zhang Zhicheng and Lian Ruixiang owed their lives to him, so given their characters, they would never betray Ye Linghan.

Upon hearing their master’s call, a dozen sword-bearing guards rushed into the courtyard without hesitation. After years with the princess, they had killed countless foes; never once had the general punished them. Could one scoundrel really overturn everything?

His current status was entirely earned on the battlefield. Thus, even if the Tuoba clan issued orders relying on their status, Tuoba Mu turned a deaf ear.

“Speak! Who exactly are you? What is your intention in abducting Jin Dafu and luring me here?” Tian Ci shouted fiercely, stepping forward.

After speaking, Lo Feike smoothed his expensive suit, smiled slightly, and walked out of the conference room.

Su Han immediately opened his laptop; a distinct scent of electronic products wafted out—familiar yet strange.

For the villagers, a peaceful life was their lifelong pursuit: no worries about food or clothing, and occasionally adding a dish to the family table.

Yu Qiancheng fell silent; with Jun Wan’s thorough preparations, he had no argument to offer.

Suddenly, the surrounding darkness brightened on its own; places once shadowed now glowed with light.

At that moment, a long line formed: twenty black-clad bodyguards in two rows, Zhao Xiong dressed in white Tang suit, smiling broadly as he approached.

But he paid no mind; he only knew that Duan Shui wanted to go, and believed she could decide whether to go or not.

Due to scarce water sources, puddles scattered along the riverbed; instinctively, they split into several groups to drink.

After resolving their emotional knots, the two grew inseparable; Huo Jingxun even changed his usual demeanor, no longer intimidating with a cold face, nor daring to speak harsh words.

“My new name is Han Dong. Making money is hard for others, but not for me,” Han Dong said with a smile.

So when Jiang Shanshan agreed to him, his first reaction was shock, not joy.

“It’s hard to imagine—if a meteor had struck the base just then, casualties would have been severe,” Fu Chunlin sighed.

To date, no test had ever defeated him—except for trying to fathom her. Second Master believed nothing in the world could truly best him.

Grandfather and uncle indeed climbed in through the window, each holding a Mauser pistol, cautiously scanning the room upon entry.

During breaks, I speculated about the two teachers; on the faces of teachers in Class Two, I saw excitement and happiness.

I tried to squeeze inside; the room’s dim lighting stood in stark contrast to the bright sunlight outside, feeling utterly gloomy.

Xi Muhan glanced at them; the bodyguards understood immediately, releasing Ouyang Haochen and standing politely aside.

In truth, Liu Tian was fine—only a few drops of condensed essence blood had left him weak.

“No worries. Now that we have bows and spears, and Nuan Nuan is strong, plus I’m watching, there’s no need to fret,” A Shi said without much concern.

Moreover, if outsiders were brought in—since he did not belong to my world, he would not be under my control. The power this world granted me was insufficient to kill foes.

But Huotong merely met Fierce God’s ambiguous, half-smiling gaze and silently returned to her seat, which happened to be directly opposite Fierce God.

Yin Jian, hearing someone enter from behind, did not look back. The highest official in Wucheng was his own uncle; who else dared interfere in his affairs?