Volume 1, Chapter 48: A Fish That Slipped Through the Net, Cut Weeds and Eradicate the Roots!

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At Pang Yi’s command, three thousand soldiers and horses surged forward under Sima Zhengliang’s leadership, racing toward Anhan County.

Two or three families still remained stranded on some of the rooftops. Some did not even have umbrellas, covering their heads with buckets or bags. No one knew how long they had been exposed to the rain.

Standing alone in the center, Zhang Yong surveyed everyone around him. Gradually, an indescribable quality emerged from his presence.

The workers on the vehicle threw handful after handful of money down below. Though they were all strong and sturdy, the sheer amount of cash left them sweating from exhaustion.

Han Xiaowu instantly regained his composure, gave a self-mocking smile, and replied in an equally formal tone with two words: “Received.”

After the two distinct tremors at the beginning, they felt only faint aftershocks. Until the thunder began, they sensed nothing more severe.

While Lu Bu was still staying there, the Bloodthorn Guard had already entered the Level Three Town and scattered in search of his whereabouts.

Thinking back to when Yun Anbang and Zhu Kangtai had first arrived, he had not believed their claim that there was a spy within the military camp.

For his new selection this time, Feng Yifan chose, besides a large slab of butter, quite a number of fresh potatoes.

“Why did you come here without telling me? Amaterasu makes it difficult for me to return, but meeting you here is still perfectly free!” Yun Ze reproached him.

Every one of those auras belonged to an existence that could not be resisted. Even the heavenly thunder tribulation above his head was something he would never dare to withstand. He understood that aura. Even if the Golden Roc Wings could bear it, he himself would still be shattered to pieces. There would be no chance of survival.

“What’s wrong?” Jin Guangyan was slightly concerned, an imperceptible nervousness and unease hidden in his voice. Had he been too presumptuous? Would she be angry?

However, over the course of many years, the surface of the magma had already been separated, with the bottom now roughly a kilometer below.

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Perhaps Dumb-Hair Yaoyao would not have been transformed into a wisp of smoke drifting through the seawater in those cold, indifferent eyes.

These people had to be dealt with, but he had to tell his father the news. Otherwise, Tian Zhengde dared not think about what might happen next.

He even wanted him to spare the demonic beast Vajra. The matter was utterly intolerable. Without another word, he strode forward and kicked Vajra squarely in the chest. The demonic beast’s body flew backward and crashed to the ground.

Lin Xiao saw only a gigantic black shadow and a foul-smelling maw, as wide as a great basin, descending over him.

Ji Xiyan fell onto the grass, watching the “door” slam shut before her eyes. She immediately sprang to her feet.

It was already February. The weather had begun to improve, and the temperature had gradually risen from the extreme lows of several dozen degrees below zero. The highest temperature had reached six degrees above zero, while the lowest was still ten degrees below zero. Clear days had also become especially common, and heavy snow was no longer falling so frequently.

Upon hearing the man in the golden robe, the old man in blue and the remaining youth in white all sighed in unison.

Although she said that aloud, her expression clearly seemed to say: “How shameless of you to say something like that!”

After Ji Xiubei translated for Yan Xi and asked for her opinion, Yan Xi nodded vigorously and accepted without hesitation.

Although she had already fallen silent, Ji Xiubei had never intended to let her off so easily.

“What?” Gu Yiyun froze for a moment, then thanked the older man and walked away.

The moment the door opened, two heads appeared in view at once. After seeing who had arrived, Ji Xiubei’s expression instantly became rather strange.

“Then shall we go capture Jiang Zetian right now and torture him until he confesses?” the clone proposed once again.

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“Your Wood Spirit Realm didn’t voluntarily withdraw from the world? What happened? Were you sealed away?” Hu Li asked, puzzled, from the side.

Teacher Meng had lent them the multimedia classroom for two reasons: first, because he thought highly of them; and second, because he genuinely liked the game League of Legends. This involved matters of personal sentiment and human relationships. Yun Luoyang was not foolish enough to put Teacher Meng in an awkward position.

The more Xu Ziyang thought about it, the more irritated he became. He felt that Xu Rubao was utterly shameless, deliberately saying those things in front of Grandfather and ruining Siqi’s image.

The ground was uneven and pockmarked, bearing numerous traces of excavation. It seemed that the outskirts of this valley had already been thoroughly searched. If there truly had been any Profound Dragon Essence, it had probably been taken away long ago.

He backed away a few steps and went outside, looking up at the lit rooms on the various floors of Building Fourteen. Then he ran back and decisively pressed the number on the intercom.

“I want to see just how high I can rank today!” Yao Tian shouted before walking toward the entrance covered by the tattered grass curtain. There, he saw the changes in the rankings. In the end, Yao Tian placed forty-third.

Xi Fang said sincerely, “We’ve known each other for so long. Benli has accompanied me through so much, often cheering me on and encouraging me, just like a friend. I truly can’t bring myself to treat Benli as a subordinate.”

Chu Xin nodded, then looked at Lanni’er. “Uncle Big-Han is a good person!” His eyes clearly conveyed his meaning: Could you let this uncle go?

Three dark lines appeared on Fat Brother’s forehead. He had thought that after seeing the green light again, she would stop targeting him. Apparently, he had been imagining things.

Several blue-green flowers of flame blossomed. The crimson flames of those Blazing Fire Ants instantly turned to drifting ash, yet Cheng Feng’s pain did not seem to lessen in the slightest. He continued shouting and jumping about incessantly.

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