18 A Hard-Fought Battle (Eighteen)

After completing everything, Zhou Guoqiang slowly lifted his head, glanced around to ensure nothing was overlooked and that no one had discovered his presence. Only then did he nod slightly, turn around, and gradually vanish into the darkness, murmuring to himself.

Previously, the Silver Serpent Demon had single-handedly subdued the Wugu Mountain Villa, leaving everyone furious but too afraid to speak out, setting a clear example for Liu Xiangqian.

The strange wind disappeared outside the window. Just as she closed it and turned toward the bed, a knock sounded at the door.

Liu immediately felt dizzy and nearly fainted, barely steadying herself behind a maid to avoid falling.

Bai Zhi still felt uneasy; after all, such a good friend had abandoned and even harmed her in the end.

Although peonies are also considered kings among flowers, when it came to threads and stitching, she believed she had done quite well.

It could be said that the wedding had not even truly begun, yet Long Haoyue had already unconsciously transformed into the epitome of a devoted son-in-law, thoughtfully considering everything for Feng Bai.

Because people from Puzhou discriminated against hybrids, whenever they saw someone with different skin, the audience would boo.

That boy had soft hair that reached his ears, crystal-clear eyes, jet-black hair, and a cold gaze—a young man with strikingly handsome features.

In the neighboring room, the two foxes loudly hummed off-key tunes and pounded on tables and cabinets with all their might. Big Tiger urged them to keep quiet, but they ignored him.

Although Shan Meixian was no longer the head of the Dongming Sect, as an elder, it was inappropriate for her to see guests off, so she sent Shan Ruyin to ask Sun Dian to do so instead.

Though Taiyi had eaten a whole roasted lamb, he still felt somewhat drowsy, having not rested all day. Yet he forced himself to stay alert, carefully observing every detail, determined not to miss a single trace.

It was no wonder it was so angry—having all that strength but unable to strike the enemy was maddening. Though Shi Jian the Bull Demon was not human, at this moment his feelings were no different from any human’s.

“Rivera, some matters still require them.” Shaking his head softly, he said this quietly before standing up to leave.

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Hearing Xu Mumu’s strange tone, Zhao Xun frowned but refrained from arguing over the phone.

“Buddha’s Impact!” The shockwave, now powerful enough to be seen with the naked eye, surged like a tidal wave, engulfing everything and sweeping all matter within its range away.

At this moment, Lin Yuan was unaware, for since his discovery of the ancient tomb, the entire archaeological and historical community across China had gone into a frenzy.

What he saw weighed heavily on the Warring States soldier, as the murderer’s demonstrated abilities grew increasingly mysterious and formidable.

Leijier’s mind slowly immersed itself in the vast cosmos, sensing the gentle rain, the howling wind, and the thunderclaps that had begun anew without anyone noticing.

She understood the situation better than anyone. Had she not deliberately provoked Bai Feifei back then, she would not have suddenly lost her temper and reason.

Yu Xiaofeng truly did not want to help Shao Lingyun with this analysis, but he also knew that Shao Lingyun was one of the cleanest officials in the bureaucratic world. It was precisely this integrity that made him so anxious and hesitant when facing the intrigues in officialdom.

“Rampage and ‘chaos’ dance, warrior’s power, awaken from the ancient slumber!” With the wild, lustful roar, cracks appeared on the stones of the arena, and the great blade in his hand radiated golden light. In that moment, a bead of cold sweat appeared on Nianhua’s forehead.

Not only the villagers but also the residents of the Great King City had mobilized. These people were already deeply grateful to Liu Huo, and after last night’s encouragement by the militia, none of them wanted to fall behind.

“Hahaha…” The people of Nevernight laughed upon seeing this scene. It was undoubtedly Luo Qianhan, though they wondered what was wrong with his eyes.

Sure enough, they found Lu Suxia, who had been soaking on the construction site for days like a laborer. He had grown darker and thinner but his eyes shone brightly, full of vitality.

Hua Yiyang could serve as Captain of the Martial Gate temporarily, but was he destined to remain so forever? In time, they must seek to turn the tables.

Hearing the words “resignation,” Jing Moxuan suddenly stood up, “What did you say?” His voice was tinged with anger.

From September 1939, the Japanese launched three battles at Changsha, bombing relentlessly. The land of central Hunan was ravaged by war, and the simple meals provided were all that could comfort the wounded soldiers in this blessed region. Compared to ordinary soldiers, the wounded received thicker porridge and larger portions.

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The coffee emitted a faint wisp of steam but was slightly cool. Milky white cream mixed evenly with the brown coffee, highlighting its rich color.

Yet, having experience, before the heart demon fully formed, a flicker of madness arose in his heart—a feat no one had attempted before in his previous life—controlling the heart demon.

Common ghosts employed very simple methods, using only a few basic spells from their original memories. However, these spells cast by the ascending spectral beings were remarkably powerful, evidently a most exquisite and profound mystical technique.

After the meal, with no replies, everyone returned quietly to their rooms. Even by afternoon, there was still no news.

Teacher Wang was the most senior and respected teacher at the school, so all the teachers, including the director of the political and educational office, held her in high esteem.

Meanwhile, the rear ranks of the demon tribe continued their reckless charge forward, causing massive trampling as the front-line beasts were knocked down and soon crushed into pulp.

In the dim firelight, some wept, others howled, some cried for help, and others called out for their parents.

Long Cangbai was already at the end of his strength, unable to pierce the silk armor, and was no match for the two Red Demon warriors.

The Bloodhand Kaduro had been exterminated by their own hands. Unexpectedly, there was still a Kaduro alliance here. This pirate-born Kaduro, who ultimately served the Sea God, might be the true Pirate God, with many followers.

Jiang Feng planned to use this thread of primordial purple energy to stir things up. If thrown at the right moment, it would surely cause great upheaval, even sow discord among the enemy, stirring internal strife and turmoil.