Chapter 43 New Case

Back then, Zhao Shangyue, who witnessed this scene, found it difficult to step in and stop them. She could only watch helplessly from the sidelines as that breathtaking and peerless predecessor of her Dao Alliance, a thousand years ago, was bound like a roasted chicken to endure the baptism of thunder, letting out piercing and miserable screams.

Take Liu De's concubines, for instance. Aside from Chen Ying, the others lacked clearly defined hierarchical statuses. According to ancient traditions, secondary concubines such as Cui Xi'er, Zheng Qing'er, Chen Yuanyuan, and the Lady Mi ranked higher than ordinary concubines. However, things did not work that way in Liu De's mansion—could one possibly relegate Li Lan's status below that of Zheng Qing'er?

Yet, that was not the end of it. A single goblin soldier required at least three to four logistics personnel to provide provisions. Without adequate supplies, their combat capability would plummet drastically once more.

Among these gazes were expressions of shock, suspicion, and sheer disbelief, but summing it up, they looked at him as though they were gazing at a traitor.

"Why is this? Is there truly no other way?" Long Xing understood immediately that being perceived would inevitably trigger a series of fierce battles! Yet, he asked with a lingering glimmer of hope.

However, in the end, two major clients arrived together, both of whom proved far more generous than the other divine generals.

The two grand generals exchanged glances, barely suppressing the surging excitement within their chests, and followed behind Zhao Xuan into the North-Conquering Army's command tent.

With a forward gesture of his hand, a hundred-odd riders from the rear galloped out from both flanks, leaving the remainder to improvise freely.

At this thought, Yu Liuming's mood improved considerably. Having rare leisure at the moment, he could not help but begin observing the bustling pedestrians along the surrounding city streets.

Later on, her parents informed her that due to certain special circumstances within the family, she had to enter a political marriage with the Nangong clan. Although she did not understand what the so-called marriage truly meant, Dongfang Qingyue had no room to refuse anything that benefited the family, and naturally nodded in agreement.

Ye Fei had already sprung to his feet, delivering a pair of kicks followed by two resounding slaps to Xu Sanduo, swatting this annoying fly dead to restore peace and quiet to the entire world.

Wang Yanbing said, "What match? Everything is completely ruined now! Tell me, why are you everywhere?"

He had grown quite accustomed to this phrase lately, feeling immensely happy every time he heard it. Nearly everyone he encountered recently offered him a word of congratulation.

She never once raised her head from beginning to end, and thus naturally missed the profound gaze of deep affection directed at her by Ye Li.

This remark carried a hidden meaning. None present were fools, and they could naturally discern that Hexi's tone was unusual.

Mo Qingqian glanced around casually and noticed that those solitary male students were indeed beating their chests in frustration there, though most of the others were simply gloating over their misfortune.

Yae Miko reached out to stroke the restless Electro elemental energy before her. As Ei felt Yae Miko's gentle touch, the violent Electro energy surging within her gradually grew much milder.

Head Steward Wen's heart finally settled back into place, because he had not tasted a single bite of this later batch.

"Get some rest early." Long Yeqing hoisted Qiao Anxia's suitcase and took her hand as they went up to the second floor.

Li Yuchu turned his back, preventing Mo Qingqian from seeing his expression, yet she could still vividly feel his bone-crushing despair.

Qin Feng rushed into the coffee shop in three strides and two, but the sight that greeted her the moment she stepped inside stunned her completely.

It was true that Qin Feng had retreated a few steps, but Sangkun was injured far more severely, having already collapsed onto the ground and panting heavily.

Lin Fan's decisive and merciless style of action, which had gravely injured him with a mere flick of a finger, was by no means the behavior of someone soft-hearted.

A stream of light resembling a red ribbon was released from the magic artifact in Ming Shiyin's hand. The source of this brilliant radiance was precisely the delicate and alluring peony flower at the center of the artifact.

"Alright, alright, everyone disperse!" Fearing that the situation would escalate, Gao Xin hurriedly appeared at the window to urge them to calm down.

The Three Dragons True Cauldron acted like a bottomless pit, devouring all several hundred stalks of the Ice-Muscle and Jade-Bone herbs in one go.

"You shouldn't have saved me, Qin Feng. I don't want you to die." Tears streamed down Zhang Jing's face instantly; she truly could not bear to see Qin Feng in such a state.

The force behind this sword strike was not particularly massive, but Ye Xingchen, who received the blow, found it thoroughly uncomfortable. Waves of power surged continuously through the blade—though it was just a single strike, the force rolled over him in relentless, compounding layers.

"I..." Gazing at Li Longji's agitated face, Li Jing's solemn expression, and Yuan Tiangang's lowered eyelids, Xia Yunqing swallowed the words of refusal back down. He understood that this represented the collective will of the Great Wall's upper echelon.

Had Lin Fan been present, he undoubtedly would have recognized that these four individuals were precisely the veteran disciples from the four major sects who had been tracking him.

Wei Qing had hoped for more comfort, but seeing his waning patience, she had no choice but to nod and follow him back. Yet, amidst the misty veil, the reluctance flickering in her eyes exposed the turbulent state of her inner thoughts.

"Sister Yanran, do not be angry. Come, have a candy!" With that, Zixi picked up another piece of preserved fruit and offered it to the smiling and charming face.

Since he had already made his plans, he naturally ought to avoid attending these so-called weddings to spare himself unnecessary trouble.

Qin Xu said almost in a roar. Having lived this long, he had never even held five hundred million in his hands, yet Lin Chuan dared to demand it so brazenly?

"Brother Zhang, let us return to business. Matters concerning my family have been properly handled, and those third-rate Feng Shui masters have already been driven away. See when it might be convenient for you to visit," Sword Invincible asked earnestly with a serious expression.

He wanted to banish that voice from his mind, but human nature dictated that the more tense one became, the more one felt the dreaded thing was right beside them. The sound grew increasingly distinct, leaving him with no choice but to mimic his master: he pulled a talisman out from beneath Lu Jia's bedding, then lay stiffly on the bed like a corpse. Sure enough, the voice ceased.

Because their lodgings were situated quite far apart, Xiaobo remained oblivious to others' malicious intent and continued busily polishing his jade pendant.

"Dr. Wang, what a coincidence." He Sibai had already proactively extended his right hand to exchange polite pleasantries with Wang Ying.

This formation not only imprisoned malevolent spirits but also concentrated all the surrounding Yin energy into this very spot. Since ancient times, formations relied upon favorable timing and geographical advantages; this courtyard was a legendary haunted house, plagued by ghosts as early as the Qing Dynasty, and had long since accumulated a massive reservoir of Yin energy.

With that, he watched the figure stride leisurely toward the luminous gate, cupping his fists in salute to the others. "Fellow practitioners, I hope we shall all be fellow disciples hereafter!" Following that, he turned his head and stepped inside.

"Hurry up and eat. In the afternoon, let's first observe how Chiran handles Class 8, absorb some experience, and strive for a victory of our own," Yang Feng sensibly tapped Li Lin on the head and continued eating.