Chapter 56

Ruoyu was startled, but just as the blade was about to reach her hand, its direction abruptly changed, and the hilt was thrust directly into her grasp.

Akelis nodded, saying nothing more, mounted an old-fashioned bicycle, waved to the two figures behind him, and vanished into the end of the street.

While speaking, Chu Tao had already finished writing another letter. He rolled and folded it neatly, stuffed it into an envelope, and handed it to Wang Hong. "You've worked hard, Uncle Wang. Handle this matter personally." He suddenly lowered his voice, turning exceptionally stern. Wang Hong glanced at it briefly, catching the single character inscribed on the envelope, and a glimmer of understanding crossed his mind as he nodded in assent.

The Song family and Zhou Xiaoyang were irreconcilable archenemies from the start, and Zhang Nishun's family background was at best mediocre in Chongqing. Therefore, when the young master of the Northwest Tiger King appeared in their living room, the advantages far outweighed the disadvantages no matter how one looked at it.

She took a sip of water, but no matter how vivid a dream was, it was ultimately just a dream. Didn't they say that dreams and reality were often opposites? Perhaps this was an auspicious sign?

His three ships maintained their mutual-support formation, drifting leisurely into the encroaching night.

Although Sun Fei, Zhao Wu, and the others were full of questions, seeing my solemn tone and despite their lingering dissatisfaction, they still departed.

The spacious living room was immense, easily surpassing the total floor area of an ordinary house. Yet, within this grand yet refined space, there currently sat a person who forced Song Duanwu's mind to race at lightning speed.

Qi Heng's fleshy face trembled violently. Simultaneously, Leng Fengyi delivered a backhanded slap across his face, leaving five distinct red finger marks. Another flash of cold light swept before his eyes, accompanied by a fierce wind whistling past her cheeks, leaving Leng Fengyi pale with fright.

"What is going on?" Guo Lin's eyes widened. It was only after the sprinting figure in the wind vanished from his field of view that he gradually began to understand. Immediately afterward, another sharp rap landed squarely on the prankster Bai Bing's forehead.

This kiss ended almost as soon as it began. Lin Feng looked with a complicated expression at Ling Shixuan, whose face was flushed with shyness, truly at a loss for words.

After a bout of intense intimacy, Leng Yu nestled tightly against Leng Xiao's chest, a blissful and satisfied smile gracing her features. Slowly closing her eyes, she drifted off to sleep. Leng Xiao gently stroked her soft hair over and over again, feeling an even deeper fondness for her.

Ding Ling appeared utterly indifferent, causing Song Lala's momentum to collapse instantly. Landing a punch on cotton—how could that possibly feel good? With a helpless sigh, Song Lala raised her head.

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This fragment of a conversation, devoid of beginning or end, thus drew to a close. The sky grew steadily darker, and the nocturnal chill compelled Lin Ying to tighten her collar, gently patting Lichang by her side.

The two of them walked one after the other, the follower stumbling slightly behind, his height of nearly one meter eighty swaying awkwardly and making him extremely conspicuous as they approached the queue.

Li Hailong systematically dismantled Fu Yan, word by word, hammering each point home until the smug Fu Yan, who had thought himself quite eloquent, was left utterly speechless and unable to refute a single syllable. The tides of fortune turn, and luck shifts in cycles.

Although the three demon lords broke through Shangguan Tu and the others' encirclement to charge into Black Dragon Manor, they had all sustained severe injuries. It was precisely because of this that the demon lords Heimu and Heitu were ambushed by Lin Tian and perished beneath his blade.

"I'm a celestial being myself! Do you people have business or not? If not, please leave," the middle-aged man said as he prepared to close the door.

"Elder Xie, don't be in such a rush. I haven't finished yet. This money is only part of it, and the most crucial part remains: can you guarantee that the students you send over will adapt to our school's educational philosophy?" Lin Feng waved his hand dismissively at Department Head Xie and posed another question.

By this time, nine of the ten soldiers at the city gate had fallen to the ground, each with a feathered arrow piercing their throat. The sole remaining soldier, miraculously unhitched by the volley, cried out in panic as he fled back into the city.

"The appearance of this Xiao Yuyan is definitely intentional, and it's certainly disadvantageous to the Liu family. I feel her actions are entirely aimed at getting me out of the way!" Zheng Chen said.

"No matter. Given Dong Chou's current marching speed, it will still take some time for him to reach Qin Pass. Taking advantage of this period, you can thoroughly investigate the troops under your command, while I'll arrange for some men to infiltrate the populace," Zhang Hao said with a slight smile and a shake of his head.

For every minute that passed, a soldier sacrificed his life; wait another day or two, and even collecting the corpses would be too late to find them warm.

Shi Yuxi's pupils dilated instantly. Shen Mengxing, who had been wrestling with her own thoughts nearby, lifted her eyes. The two exchanged a glance, raised their brows simultaneously, and proudly turned their heads away from each other.

Among the items were also a single wild boar tusk, a prized steed known as Night-Shining White Lion, and another prized horse seized from Xiahou En.

Sun Jian was much the same; not only was his personal prowess formidable, but his subordinates also boasted a galaxy of talent. Although he was left with only a few thousand soldiers, these men were survivors of numerous fierce battles and represented the elite among elites.

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Having committed murder, staying any longer was out of the question. Furthermore, given how loudly this fellow had shouted just moments ago, there was no telling if anyone might have heard. Wearing gloves and foot covers from the moment he entered the room, he simply packed up his belongings, pulled open the front door, and left.

Yet at that very moment, a crossbow bolt came hurtling toward him. Zhang Yuanzheng turned pale with fright and leaped mid-air. The bolt grazed his arm, leaving a streak of blood as he narrowly avoided it by a hair's breadth.

Xia Jiuqing seemed determined to follow Tang Lichuan, remaining entirely unmoved even when Tang Lichuan dangled the tempting bait of releasing the divine soul restriction binding him.

Had Tang Lichuan not resorted to so many tactical deceptions to make him lower his guard, opting instead for a direct frontal clash from the start, how could he have grown careless and fallen into the trap?

With a creak, Feng Cheng pushed open the door to his courtyard, entered his room, and sat by the window, his deep gaze fixed upon the scenery outside.

The bloody clouds shrouding the location of the sword formation scattered into the wind instantly, dissolving immediately beneath Yuyang Jun's overwhelming pressure.

The other three attackers lunged forward once more, but upon seeing that the Five Elements Sect disciple named Yue Ning couldn't even block a single strike, their expressions changed drastically.

With a crisp sound resembling a falling droplet, the three-character-melted drop of blood slipped from the sword blade, its speed instantly multiplying manifold as it shot toward Elder Chen's glabella with near-teleportation velocity.

"That, that!" Ouyang Lan suddenly cried out in excitement. The others looked somewhat surprised; Feng Yong turned his head, a smile tugging at his lips, and promptly summoned the guards.

Thinking of the promise Elder Bai had made him, a cold, sharp smile touched Bai芍's lips.

Not far from the sofa stood a billiards table. Surrounding the table were seven or eight young men under thirty years of age, some dressed casually while others wore professional suits and ties. However, their corner was wreathed in smoke and shrouded in a hazy mist.

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