Volume 1, Chapter 36: Trouble in the Village! Mixed Fortunes for All!

The white banner spirit tool used by the gray-robed figure is called the "Wind Lynx Banner." It is a very common wind-attribute spirit tool in the cultivation world. Although its power is decent, it is not rare and is known as a standard-issue spirit tool because the forging method is simple; as long as there are sufficient materials, it can be manufactured in batches.

Although the Mu family of Lingnan is wealthy beyond measure, possessing vast ancestral assets, they are unable to defend this great fortune on their own and must rely on the military governor who holds sway over the region.

Just then, Lacao saw Vivian walking to the side. He hurried over and said happily, "Princess Vivian, have you come to watch my match? I feel extremely honored, and I will certainly give it my all!" As he spoke, he flashed what he considered a charming smile.

As things turned out, they never expected that it would actually be Princess Annie who ended up embarrassed.

Before long, more high-ranking court officials and nobles who were on good terms with the Marquis of Ningyuan arrived. Everyone who came cast surprised glances at Prince Liang and Su Luan, who were seated at the front of the high platform.

The young man in the room met Su Mi's gaze, walked out with a stern face, and looked at Ye Jingrong with obvious hostility.

Situ Jiuyue took out several bottles of medicine from her person, as well as some hidden weapons tucked between her fingers and the wax pills Jiang Li had requested. She carefully taught Jiang Li how to use them before she was satisfied.

Approaching him, she discovered that Bai Mo did not show the panic or confusion she had imagined; instead, a faint smile played on his lips.

Through the bird-shaped reconnaissance magical beast she controlled, Qianli Zhuyin could clearly know everything happening outside. From the moment Du Yanhang and his companion entered Fengji High School, she had already discovered them, but she had chosen not to take any action.

Emperor Xiyun thought to himself, and his gaze toward Situ Yang grew more urgent and coaxing: "Rest assured, even if the Shi Kingdom becomes a vassal state of Xiyun, I will not go too far. But the premise is that you must be loyal to Xiyun and never betray us; otherwise, all the promises and agreements made today will be void."

It flapped its wings and soared high into the sky from the forest, a resonant dragon roar shaking the heavens.

The Eight-Armed Dark Thunder Monkey stopped speaking, closed its eyes tight, and concentrated all its soul power. A blood-red formation appeared beneath its body, and then its body transformed into rays of light, ultimately becoming a red soul bone and a blood-red soul ring.

"The two of you are having a joyous occasion, and I was unable to attend due to being busy with official duties. I am now sending a supplementary gift to express my sentiments," Tang Yu said with a smile, looking at the astonished Fang Jieqing.

The Ghost Agents were well-versed in all kinds of horrific methods; after all, they were the dark side of Umbrella.

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They began to carry out repairs, for they understood clearly that if they could only strive to improve their own strength, then if the day of the cleansing truly arrived, they would become the new powerhouses, and perhaps even the new leaders of the entire world.

But as the saying goes, keeping one's feet on the ground is the true path. One cannot rely on the system for everything; it is better to try learning first.

"Brother Yi, this mutton stewed with Chinese yam has a good chew to the meat. Excellent." Li Longji noticed Li Yi’s self-reproach and changed the subject.

Perhaps because of his pampered circumstances, he was incredibly arrogant and always looked down on others. This was the first time he had targeted someone so blatantly.

"Hey! Everyone, be more proactive! Go up and learn from them; perhaps it will come in handy during future battles!" Seeing that his subordinates were not very enthusiastic, the commander of a thousand urged them immediately.

"Young Master, it's not that I wanted to argue with them; they were insulting you, and I couldn't bear it, so I ended up disputing with them!" Zhou Si said, feeling aggrieved.

Even in bed, Wen Ruxu would not cry out much. Every time, she would endure it in silence, refusing to make a sound, determined not to yield to him.

"This is not easy to verify. We only know his wife is a person of power and background; otherwise, Wu Bai could not have become an overnight sensation as a newcomer."

Before countries like Portugal were prepared for a bloodbath, countless supplies and human aid had already arrived.

Of these people, he only recognized Taoist Priest Tianmen of Mount Tai and Abbess Dingyi of Mount Heng. They had all crossed paths at Liu Zhengfeng's funeral, but the atmosphere had been solemn at the time, so they had not spoken much and were not very familiar with each other.

He did not know why, but despite clearly loathing the situation, at this very moment, he felt an illusion of incomparable peace.

People far from the battlefield clutched their ears in pain, unable to endure such sound waves. The mortal closest to the source, Jane Foster, even had her eardrums rupture instantly. If she hadn't instinctively covered her ears and squeezed her eyes shut while screaming, her eyeballs might have burst from the internal pressure as well.

Lan Wu and the others spoke modestly, saying they didn't dare, but their hands moved quickly, each grabbing a piece of cake from the tray Lan Bin was holding.

However, one man was struck by an arrow in the leg. Although not fatal, in such a cold night, it greatly affected the speed of the march.

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"Elder sister." Si Meng walked to Si Nan's side, took her hand, and spoke in a soft voice that seemed faint, yet was audible to everyone in the quiet hall.

Le Jiarong glanced at Wu Zhenren, marveling at her ability to lie through her teeth in broad daylight.

When the first soldier rushed to the front, he did not see clearly and suddenly lost his footing, stepping into a void.

The common people believed they had been abandoned by the country, and for a time, all their fury was vented upon Bai Shan.

Everything under the water was red; the sky was red, the earth was red. Everything before their eyes seemed stained by blood, a red so deep it turned black, making one feel heavy-hearted.

The second blade fell, stabbing into the chest of the White-Browed Monk, striking with a metallic clang and showering sparks. But Yang Ye exerted his divine might, channeling a burst of sorrowful blood energy to seep inside, instantly breaking the Arhat's Golden Body and thwarting him under the invincible edge of the Daoist artifact.

"Let's go. While we have the chance, let's go up to Niutou Mountain and put the things away; leave the rest to you all," Eleven said.

What shocked them even more was yet to come. Si Nan's movement was uncanny as she attacked the two guards behind her, pushing upward with both hands, using a clever force to dislocate the opponents' arms! The broadswords fell to the ground with a resounding thud, causing the remaining guards to halt their steps, watching her with fear and caution.

He withdrew the footsteps he had just taken outside the village committee, turned around, and once again gathered Liu Bailing, who was following closely behind him, into his arms.

Nanny Xu had stools brought for Old Aunt Xu and the Duchess of Mu. Thinking that the Old Madam would be watching for a while longer, she instructed the palace servants behind her to serve tea.