Chapter Ninety: A Breath Released

Ma Wu let Wu Ling look for a few seconds, then hurriedly closed the box and tossed the pills into his pocket. Feigning vigilance, he said to Wu Ling, “You little witch. You ambushed me before, and now I’m showing you these pills. Be grateful.”

Wu Ling gritted her teeth. Though she hated Ma Wu to the bone, she truly wanted those two pills. At this point, she could only curry favor with him. She ground her molars in resentment for a long while before finally...

However, Wang Jicai was not skilled with words, so more often than not it was Du Cheng who did the talking while he listened.

At the right moment, a herald’s voice came from outside the tent. Clearly, he had been blocked at the entrance by a crowd of senior officers, and unwilling to delay military matters, he could only report loudly from outside.

“Captain, what is our next mission?” Guerrilla fighter Yue Xiulan asked Battalion Commander Niu Tiedan.

With his left hand, Zhou Jian drew a military knife from his pack and stabbed repeatedly at the anaconda’s lip pit. The blade was not as sharp as Shadow Assassination, but it was more than sufficient to damage the snake’s lip pit.

Only warriors in the steel-body stage could fly through the air. Before reaching that stage, the best way for a warrior to take to the skies was to tame a flying beast.

“General, we are all willing to live and die with you. We will never retreat!” At that moment, the soldiers below could no longer hold back and shouted out.

He hated the Heroic King’s Throne so deeply that he actually used the devastating single-target ultimate he had prepared for Watchful Star Night on the Heroic King’s Throne instead.

Yet no one had imagined that it would truly happen. It was the bizarre result of combining the brightest minds of two worlds. Strictly speaking, however, it was only one and a half minds, for half of the Nine-Tailed White Fox’s wisdom still resided within its yin inner core.

“Haha.” As they knelt down, King Charlie entered together with Rells and Canard.

“Little sister Luoxia, why don’t I be the elder sister? After all, I’m a little older than you,” Li Hanyi said softly.

Why? It was so close. Just a little more, and the final shackle would have been broken. Just a little more, and it would have emerged from its cocoon.

The young man stood in an old European-style teaching building, his shoulders thin yet straight. His lashes, too long and exceptional, hung coldly lowered, and his voice was clear and calm.

If someone happened to be standing in the pine forest at that moment, they would be astonished to discover that at the center of the grove, with the snowdrift as its focal point, the falling snowflakes were drifting down from above in a marvelous counterclockwise spiral.

Jiang Su took out another jade token of the artifact path, then produced a pill furnace and quickly refined a pale violet gauze that shimmered with silver light.

In a daze, he saw himself standing in a rain-soaked night, sitting helplessly in the pouring storm, one breath away from being swallowed by endless darkness.

Beside him, Baixiaosheng placed several high-grade mirror stones around the already prepared image-recording stone.

This battle could be called a resounding victory. Most importantly, it had given everyone confidence. They no longer regarded the undead as invincible monsters, which would be of great help in the battles to come.

To become the wife of a powerful family naturally required a person of decent character, graceful bearing, and the poise of a matriarch.

Cao Bin paid the man no mind. He knew Zhao Aikun had an oath-brother with considerable influence locally, and that he would certainly go seek reinforcements.

“What are you doing? Let go!” Xia Shiyu was shocked. She had never expected that in his fury, the other man could reveal such a side of himself. Even as relief filled her, she struggled desperately.

As he spoke, he tore off the sweat-soaked shirt on his body and hurled it aside, then grabbed a pair of pliers and clamped down hard on the front of the car.

Zhang Nan coughed lightly twice. The ants were already less than a thousand meters away. Just how strong they were, he had no real idea. After all, he had only just arrived in the Divine Realm and had never fought these god-beasts before, so he did not know what to expect.

Facing that kick, Zuo Youcheng did not panic. He struck back with a kick of his own, and the two men crashed into another brutal exchange. Even so, their arms remained locked in combat in midair.