Chapter 65 Breakfast
In the Great Desolate Hall, an elder of the Mountain Spirit clan, known as "Sister Ling," along with five other clansmen, had already secretly departed for the Mountain Spirit Continent under Ning Tao's arrangements.
Upon entering the city of Sivanki, Qi Ying immediately sensed the presence of Alicia, Stanley, Stamford, and Annie through the connection of their soul marks.
Li Mingya was truly crying this time, weeping uncontrollably. The tough exterior she had put up in front of outsiders for all these years finally collapsed at this moment, turning into bitter tears of anguish.
Yang Tianzhao gave Jiang Liushi a detailed, account by account, breakdown of the territorial spheres, the grievances, and the general history between the Falling Star Society and the Berserker Alliance.
The two burly men naturally could not let him pass, successively blocking the doorway with their broad and solid frames.
However, Wang Jing felt somewhat uneasy. After all, he had been hoodwinked into acting as a vanguard. If he hadn't relied on his own backing as a Seraph, he probably would have genuinely served as cannon fodder, dying without even knowing how he met his end.
He had eliminated the people of the Sinister Death Song, subdued ten thousand enterprises, and formed an alliance with Lott, the heir of the Disney family.
No matter what, it was an undeniable fact that his beloved wife was worried about his safety, and her sincere intentions did not allow him to question them.
In the span of a mere single minute, Murong Susu felt as though a century had passed, her face burning as if it were on fire.
Next came the promise she had made to her parents years ago to burn incense for them every single year. Yet, for so long, she had not burned a single stick of incense, and even their memorial tablets were gone.
Fortunately, the onlookers in the distant sky had retreated far enough; otherwise, they would have been swept into the surging energy ripples, which would have meant certain peril for their lives. Even though they had retreated far enough, they still could not escape the cloud-piercing and rock-splitting demonic sound.
Returning to the honeycomb-like cave, Lin Feng and Hu Youdao sat facing each other, both wearing gloomy and troubled expressions. Neither of them was a fool, so they naturally understood and saw through the current situation very clearly.
To begin with, within the entire national security department, the person closest to Meng Wuxian was, without a doubt, her own elder sister—Xiao Wuhuan.
Upon hearing this, Nishang knitted her brows tightly and cast a surprised look at the Savage Brother beside her, as if she were looking at a stranger.
Fortunately, Political Commissar Tan arrived in time and saved Jiang Yaoxing's life. Had he come even a step later, Comrade Jiang Yaoxing might have sacrificed his life.
However, that radiance was completely incapable of inflicting any harm upon Su Xin. The crystal pagoda possessed peerless defense, blocking all the light on the outside.
"A massive blood transfusion is still required immediately; the patient has lost a serious amount of blood." The nurse stated Han Lianyi's condition briefly, making the expressions of the three people even more heavy.
Although the two worlds were different, the Great Dao was simple and universal; the Dao in every realm was ultimately the same. Once it reached the extreme, all DAOs converged into one.
However, her two three-star ancient special abilities—the Art of Emotion Control and the Art of Perception—had only broken through to the fifth tier in terms of their ability levels.
Major General Shgarkov, commander of the 46th Army, had handed over the combat report regarding the contact with the German forces—which had been passed to him by the vanguard regiment of the 4th Infantry Division through the 4th Division headquarters—before he could even formulate a response to this report, he immediately received a telephone call from General Tyulenev, commander of the Transcaucasian Front.
Facing Wei Xuehua and Elder Sheng, there was no need for him to lie, let alone conceal anything. After all, Elder Sheng had already mentioned earlier that the Baishui Ancient Codex was something he and Wei Xuehua had been searching for since their youth.
Cheng Dong waited patiently, only for Old Man Ma to return in less than five minutes carrying a rotten piece of wood.
"Damn it!" Zhang Junhao struck Zheng Weiqi's left shoulder with a fierce palm strike. Zheng Weiqi let out a muffled groan and slumped to the ground like a pile of soft mud.
"Greetings, Lord Liu," Jiang Xinyi said, imitating An Pengfei's posture as she bowed to Liu Jun. She didn't dare refer to Jiang Yixin by her full name when greeting Lord Liu, fearing that he might dwell on it during idle moments, and through repetition, mistakenly refer to her as Jiang Xinyi instead.
Manman giggled twice, grabbed my hand, and shot out a long vine. The vine darted toward a giant mountain on the opposite side of the slope, wrapped around a large tree on the distant mountain, and propelled us forward in a rapid slide.
Most importantly, who on earth was Wang Jinwu? He had never told us about any connection he had with the Uyghur sorcerers. All of this filled us with a sense of dread and unease, yet also excitement—unease because of what else remained unknown to us, and excitement because layer upon layer of mysteries were slowly being unraveled before our eyes.
Hearing him say this, many people immediately chimed in in agreement. That was right; aside from hearing the mere name of a Daoist artifact, how many people had actually witnessed the terrifying might of a Daoist artifact with their own eyes?
"Second Brother, are you really planning to stay and accompany me?" Jiang Xinyi could already see that he had no intention of leaving, yet she still wanted to hear the confirmation from his own lips.
Jiang Xinyi secretly sized up the person who had just taken his seat. Was he also an imperial prince? But which in line of succession was he? So that original seat had been reserved for him! Suddenly, that person's gaze turned toward her as well. "Who is this beauty? The seventh younger sister-in-law?" he asked with a smile.
Wei Yong stared blankly at Fuchun. His sworn brother was standing there without his trousers, emitting waves of foul odor with the lower half of his body completely exposed for anyone to see, but how on earth had he managed to get his backside covered in feces?
Weeping tears of joy, Jiang Lianji momentarily did not know what to say to her brother, alternating between tears and laughter to express the overwhelming emotion in her heart.
Jian Shishou swept his gaze around the room and discovered that there were no blind spots whatsoever, leaving no room or possibility for any resistance.
Her entire body was blown to smithereens and scattered across the ground, leaving behind a bloody, dismembered corpse.
And when Lin Yu activated his summoner spell, Clarity, to scan his sea of consciousness, a vast and boundless starry vortex surged forth from within it, causing his sea of consciousness to expand at lightning speed.