57 Exploding Start

"Where is Lord Zhang? Didn't old Jiang say he was the one who had the argument with my father? Why hasn't he come?" In her anxiety, Kong Daozhen completely forgot about the distinction between status and hierarchy, and demanded sharply.

The four of them crossed the sea and came ashore, heading straight for the Ye family's carriage rental to secure two carriages. Pushing west all the way, they changed carriages without pausing to rest, eating and sleeping right inside the vehicles. Traveling day and night without stopping, they arrived in the city of Jinling by the fourth morning.

Having changed into apricot-yellow Taoist robes and crowns, Qingfeng tidied up the ritual implements he had brought back from the other world. Although the quality of these implements could not be considered top-tier, their ability to banish ghosts and subdue demons was not lacking in the least.

Even though there were still two young men aged twenty-one or twenty-two, Brenner and Contento, listed in the first team's roster, they were... truly just there to make up the numbers.

Chen Ao felt rather helpless, so he had no choice but to roll up his sleeves and start digging the dirt. Not long after he began digging, his hands were covered in mud, and the skin on his fingers was scraped raw.

Sun Wukong integrated this instinct into the "Seventy-Two Transformations," relying on instinct to sense the changes in the universe, allowing his body to make the most perfect and adaptive changes, blending into all things in heaven and earth. Through the art of transformation, he secured an absolute upper hand, making indirect use of the "Law of Transformation."

Chen Ao knew that "he" in Empress Dowager Xiao's mouth was definitely Xiao Shuixian's biological father, that Han Chinese man who had seduced the Empress Dowager.

To avoid alerting the enemy, all the police officers got out of their vehicles in the mountain forests ten miles away from the villa and approached on foot.

Hong Boqiang cursed bitterly in his heart. Unfortunately, finding himself under low eaves, he had no choice but to bow his head. He could only forcibly suppress his anger and offer a few perfunctory words, while weighing the pros and cons in his heart: should he publicize the fact that Zhang You and Imperial Concubine Zheng had known each other for a long time? At the same time, he felt a twinge of regret—why hadn't he thought of this earlier?

The scene before their eyes completely exceeded their expectations. Never had they imagined that what appeared before them would not be weapons and ammunition, but skeletons scattered everywhere, resembling a living purgatory.

Even Xu Shu was filled with intense resentment at this moment, his pair of eyes fixed as tightly on Yuan Shu as sharp swords, wishing he could execute him right on the spot.

Seeing that Zhai Nan was about to leave, Hestia desperately threw her arms around Zhai Nan's sleeve, the soft and tender sensation continuously stimulating Zhai Nan's nerves.

People are all human, yet some are born with the destiny of emperors, while many more have the fate of mere ants—one more makes little difference, and one less hardly matters.

At this moment, the Ruyi Jingu Bang, weighing thirteen thousand five hundred catties, danced in Wukong's hands as if it were nothing more than an ordinary stick.

However, seeing Elder Cimu looking so earnest and solemn, and noting the disciples indeed sprawled all over the ground around them, Ye Zihan sighed helplessly, resigning herself to her fate.

Yet now she was belittled by her parents: "Where is your character? Something is wrong with your brain, you're neurotic, willful, a failure as a human being." Not only did her parents curse her, but relatives and friends cursed her as well, calling her mentally unstable.

Looking at Uchiha Madara's expression, which had once again regained its arrogance, Luo Tian smiled faintly and said, "Do you think you've won?"

"You will live in this room for the next three months." Xing Yichen slightly furrowed her brows; she was losing focus again.

Following Wang Yun's messenger, Yong Jiu, Xi Zhicai, Xin Ping, Xin Pi, and several of his brothers came to the Runan Administrator's Mansion.

She tried her best to avoid areas close to the imperial city, keeping a low profile, making no noise, treating illnesses and saving lives with dedication, fulfilling her duties without ever mixing in personal emotions, and acting strictly according to her own principles.

Liu Shitou held his spear level and thrust it fiercely into the scaling ladder propped against the city wall. With a furious roar, he exerted all the strength he had in his life and shoved hard toward the outside of the city wall. The scaling ladder swayed in the air with five or six imperial soldiers before crashing outward beyond the wall, immediately followed by waves of wails and screams.

"Sleeping so soundly, how did you suddenly wake up?" A raspy male voice sounded, laden with thick exhaustion, as if he were too tired to even speak at that moment.

Zhao Min poked her head out to look at me, stunned for a moment, and then reached out to cover her mouth. Zhao Min's home was on the third floor, and the distance between us wasn't very far, so I could clearly see Zhao Min's body convulsing and realize she was crying.

"Xing Yichen, I'll give you one last chance. Kneel down and beg me for mercy right now, or I'll kill her immediately," the man threatened, the blade in his hand moving a fraction closer to Xia Ranmo's neck.

When Provincial Governor Ji came to Dachuan last time, it was her initial tour of taking office to look around and observe. This time she was coming back for an in-depth investigation. Having originally been a leader here, she was not only familiar with these places but also held deep affection for them—where else could she find such advantages if she didn't come here?

Just now, Fang Worong, standing off to the side, had been listening with great relish as old Guo talked about raising horses, never expecting that there would be someone else in this dark stable.

Guibao cupped his hands toward the three of them and bowed. He Tianhuai returned the salute with cupped hands as well, while Lu Dechun stared sternly at Guibao, revealing neither joy nor sorrow, and did not speak at all. The other Golden Core cultivator smiled faintly and also gazed at Guibao.

Those black-wind falcons whose bodies were covered only by hard feathers were pierced straight through. Even those that reacted quickly and formed shields with wind elements had their wind shields instantly torn apart, erupting into a rain of blood and feathers across the sky.