Chapter 124: Under Attack

Ji Ciyuan’s cinnabar mark twitched between his brows as he was rebuffed, his divine eyes flashing with a dangerous golden light. "I would like to see just how stubborn that mouth of yours can be, Young Master."

He suddenly condensed a bolt of purple lightning at his fingertips, but as it brushed against Chu Yutao’s hair, it dissolved into a sky of fireflies.

It was Yan Jingchen, whose jade-boned fan had blocked the strike, the words "Intoxicated by Mountains and Rivers" on its surface shimmering with brilliance.

"Number Two ex-husband has quite the temper."

Yan Jingchen’s peach-blossom eyes curved into crescents, and the tip of his fan flirtatiously lifted Chu...

"How is that possible? A phenomenon is just a phenomenon. While I don't know how it was formed, it is undoubtedly an illusion," Hayes replied with certainty.

Aside from relying on physical cultivation techniques for self-improvement, the other way to strengthen the body is to utilize the effects of rare natural treasures.

"This won't do." Decisive, Yang Shi stomped heavily on the ground, and a vast sheet of ice spread out from him as the center.

He pulled out a Star-Chaser to fire, but he could not even hinder the cloaked figure in the slightest. The energy beams hit the figure but were easily neutralized by the special energy he released.

Yu Miaozi explained various techniques while she continued to apply makeup. By then, Lu Qiyi had already brought over the clothes and accessories she deemed suitable.

But the next line left them both unable to laugh: "The underwear you stole yesterday?" The melody was correct, but why did the lyrics sound so awkward?

At the summit, a man and a tiger stood against the wind. The water-blue sleeves were lifted high by the mountain breeze, as if they might ride the wind and soar away.

She could not call herself a saint, but she was certainly not one to treat human life as grass. Having lived three lifetimes, attempted suicide twice, and endured countless heartbreaks, pain, and collapses, Lu Qiyi had never gone mad precisely because she always upheld the bottom line of being a member of the Lu family.

Although Zhang Jun was using the terrain to limit the mobility of the Mongol cavalry, he felt the pressure as they continuously forced their way toward the breach in the wall, and thus ordered a blockade.

***

Tower Number Three was surrounded so tightly that it was impossible to ascend; they had to find a way to lure these people away.

"Your Highness, is there something important you wish to discuss with me?" Liu Yujing abandoned her gentle tone, speaking with blunt frankness.

The adjutant scratched his head and left, feeling that the Marshal was acting strange. Since the campaign began, he had been somewhat distracted, though his coffee consumption had increased significantly.

To beat someone into an unrecognizable state and then wickedly demand their gratitude—only an exceptional devil like Li Wenyuan could do such a thing.

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He crept softly into the first tent, focusing his energy into his eyes, only to see a dozen men in black sleeping soundly without even loosening their belts.

Seeing Chang Le charging toward him, Zhao Liang’s tears almost fell. After violently slashing his blade at a zombie, he turned and ran in the opposite direction from Chang Le. His purpose in doing so was to engage the zombies for as long as possible, allowing Chang Le to recover as much stamina as he could.

Liu Chan’er spoke neither humbly nor arrogantly. Anyone listening would understand that her refusal to welcome guests was a refusal to welcome the Princess of Zhuang.

"Let Wang Qiang remain the warehouse keeper, though at this point, I am a bit uneasy. Tell Feng’er to come back!" Qin Zhongtian looked at the night sky outside the window and said softly.

Although nothing had happened yet, experience told her that sometimes the things one worried about most were the most likely to occur.

Half a minute later, a silver-white racing mech jumped off the truck, and after a brief warm-up, it quietly drove toward a remote part of the school.

While walking through the tunnels of the secret agency, Yan Ming discovered a Nano-Soldier he had once fought. After speaking with him, Yan Ming obtained a strand of the soldier's hair, and through genetic testing, confirmed that they were half-brothers.

At that moment, the Sect Leader furrowed his brows and suddenly vanished, heading straight for the Primordial Land.

Although Chen Xuanzang was brave, he cherished his own life. Threatened in such a way, he remained obediently still.

***

However, since those few had not returned, she grew restless from sitting and began to wander the garden by herself.

An Shun was startled, unable to believe that this graceful and noble young master could be so ruthless, destroying one of the Madam’s cousin's eyes in an instant.

At this moment, he had not forgotten to search for his uncle, and he truly found him! A tall figure was standing in front of a stall before the bridge, looking slightly upward, seemingly at a lantern riddle.

Zhao Ling was at a total loss. Her once-witty and versatile mind seemed to have stopped functioning, and she could only respond clumsily to Chen Ao’s passionate kiss.

Xuan Ning tied their horses to the wooden post at the tea stall and walked in to sit with Chen Ao. There were not many people in the stall; two or three farmers were resting their feet, paying no attention to the pair.

"These things are normal—a realization every mercenary should have. Why would I feel regret? Besides, what meaning would regret have?" Regarding Yan Ming’s question, the mercenary Qin Ming was unhurried, as if he truly had, as he said, come to terms with what was to come.

Liu Ming had no ulterior motive in doing so; he simply wanted to see what the Xuanqing stone mine looked like, as he had never seen one before.

Sure enough, once Cheng Luobai said this, Qin Nuo was instantly enraged. Mu Feng had claimed he had company business, yet he had come to the hospital to see Cheng Luobai.

Yalai swung his torch and lit the fuse behind the cannon, letting out a roar of victory. The madness in his eyes exploded completely along with the shortening fuse.

The clanging of the sword pierced the firmament, and the tyrannical sword energy swept across the wilds. Influenced by the golden disc, the Nine-Sun Li-Fire Sword erupted with intense battle intent, fierce waves of fire sweeping the earth, releasing an even more terrifying power.

Upon hearing this, Luo Li gasped. He could hardly believe that the youth before him, not yet eighteen, was a Pseudo-God Sovereign.

But when he saw the sorrow on Mo Chou’s face, the image of Mo Yan tearfully crying on the road suddenly appeared in his mind, and the words she had spoken echoed in his thoughts.