Chapter 37

He had no choice but to turn his grief into speed. Relying on his agility, he maneuvered between the giant pythons with the Sunset Sword in hand, remembering the obvious truth: to strike a snake, one must hit its seven-inch mark.

The Sunset Sword, flashing with black stripes, slashed wildly, carving a black line through the air. The sheer terror of such formidable, true damage was evident at a glance.

Just as our elder A-Qiuge decided it was time to move the village, a family of three arrived. These ordinary people were strange; they did not harm us and simply lived alongside us, yet the villagers held a poor impression of them—some even feared them.

Although the throne was tempting, his strength was simply insufficient to contend with the two of them now.

When the Emperor mentioned Qi Xiuli, Fei Jingyue’s eyelids twitched. Could the Emperor have discovered something?

I then saw him take a stack of documents from the safe. As he illuminated them with a flashlight, I followed his gaze and saw that they were all vital land transfer contracts. The location for the registration of these transfers was the very ruin of the school building we had just been at.

Seeing that the situation was dire, Prince Lun of Zhao hurriedly concentrated his heavy and light machine gun fire on the Japanese cavalry. Under the barrage of bullets, the Japanese 1st Cavalry Battalion was forced to retreat once again.

"Fire!" Following the adjutant's order, the artillery battalion of the Nationalist Army’s 231st Regiment adjusted their aim. Once the devils entered range, they let out a deafening blast.

"Check if anyone is hurt and make sure no tools were dropped, then let’s keep moving. This bridge isn't endless," my second uncle interrupted.

Gul'dan’s black, skeletal armor had already shattered, and he was covered in green blood. He knelt heavily on the ground, his legs trembling unnaturally, a significant portion of his flesh having been carved away.

I wasn't that foolish; relying on the long-range capabilities of my sniper rifle, I kept them trailing far behind.

She rubbed the daisy pendant in her palm, her heart heavy with complex emotions. She had felt a strange sense of familiarity with the necklace earlier, and only now did she realize that its design was almost identical to the daisies she sketched casually every day.

"Understood." Lu Xi didn't feel particularly tired, but since tomorrow was Songsong’s 'Zhuazhou' ceremony, she had to return to her room to arrange some matters and didn't linger for small talk.

She calculated the flight time from here to Taiwan; Huo Nantian was using a private jet, so the duration would be very short.

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She lowered her gaze, silently kicking out a gust of wind. The wind rushed deep into the Zongmiao Forest, hitting the Silver-Pulp trees and causing their leaves to rustle loudly.

Because there were too many people, they found a corner to sit on the ground, listening to Liang Shanbo recount his recent experiences.

Chen Baiqi seized the opportunity to slip away from him and immediately went to open the door. Looking up, she was startled to see Feng Xuan standing outside, bundled up like a grizzly bear.

"Sister Ling, are you alright?" With Iron-Guts' support, I reached Sister Ling and asked with concern.

After all, many families had their own secret recipes; forcing others to reveal them would only invite enmity and make one the target of public criticism.

Even without experience in matters of love, she knew what that man’s dark, smoldering gaze signified.

A breeze brushed by, making an invitation on the table particularly eye-catching. Wu Xiaozu walked to the table with his hands behind his back, picked it up gently, and looked at it with a sigh.

That night, countless film companies and filmmakers cursed Wu Xiaozu and Pig-Head Cheng for being such a menace.

The next day, trading volume at the exchange began to surge, increasing by more than fifty percent compared to the previous day. It continued to grow daily until it finally stabilized a month later.

The ethereal, long-legged girl held her camera and took a full-body shot of Zhang Guorong, who was intently studying his script while sitting in a bamboo chair.

Li Dingguo’s strategy was a resounding success. The Manchu army did not realize that the Ming central force had swapped positions with yesterday’s right flank, which was now merely a hollow shell. When the Ming army suddenly appeared behind the Manchu lines in the afternoon, Qi Zheng'e even mistook them for reinforcements.

The environment around Ghost Sorrow City was treacherous. During the era of human rule over Yugu Star, that region was known as "Ghost-See-Sorrow." However, the demon race, preferring unconventional paths, favored such places and built a massive city there, specifically naming it Ghost Sorrow City.

Walking seems like a simple act, yet many people forget how to walk when they are in front of a camera.

After several rounds of drinks, Wang Gu suddenly clapped his hands. Under Jiang Xu’s expectant gaze, two soldiers carried in a chest. As it was slowly opened, it revealed a vast amount of gold, silver, and jewelry.

***

However, the State of Chu had just emerged from war, and the destruction of the State of Jin was enough to awe the feudal lords. Unless absolutely necessary, Zhou Mo did not want to start a massacre again.

In recent years, this was the reason why Taiwanese film distributors had been setting up offices in Hong Kong. But this approach could not solve the fundamental problem; the "Big Three" remained a formidable obstacle in their path.

Now, with thirty thousand troops, they could easily blockade the palace. If they were to go out amidst such chaos, they would likely meet their end. It would be better to stay quietly and wait for the arrangements of those in power.

Some things arrive late, perhaps to ensure they are better? Nan Ye pondered the meaning of this sentence, becoming somewhat distracted.

Ye Sheng also realized that Wang Zui was not there to help the Black Rain Snake. Therefore, he was in no hurry to finish it off. In truth, he also wanted to know what could drive the fifth disciple of the Snake King to risk being hunted by the Ye family just to assassinate members of the Ye and Lin families.

Not only were those two missing, but Yuchi Gong, who had gone to collect them, had also vanished. The three seemed to have evaporated from the face of the earth, leaving no word behind—neither dead nor alive.

A kiss fell, a domineering suck and a gentle entanglement, tracing the outline of each other’s perfect lips.

Ai Qianqian gave the man a suspicious look, then slammed the door in his face with a "bang."

Siwei was very clever; she must have told many jokes to entertain people at the Governor’s Mansion, as she could rattle them off with ease.

"Ghost General, those two whirlpools seem to be absorbing the power of the Ghost Arrows," the one-armed Ghost Fiend suddenly realized.

He could not forget his father’s humiliated face, unable to bear the cold stares and gossip of the neighbors; he could not forget his mother’s weakness and suffering as she was bedridden from anger; nor could he forget the embarrassment of depleting their savings after being forced to leave his hometown.