Chapter Sixty-Seven Grand Opening

"Indeed, she represents the regular federal army, requesting that we drop the prosecution against General Xiao Weiyuan, and claims that all officers and soldiers of the regular army refuse to replace Commander-in-Chief Xiao Weiyuan," Xiao Menglou said in a low voice.

Dong Zhanyun also closed in on this expert without the slightest hesitation. At first, the expert did not regard him as an opponent of the same caliber, assuming that simply dealing with the Shadow Falcon before him would teach Dong Zhanyun a profound lesson. However, stepping upon the fierce gale-force winds, Dong Zhanyun unleashed a devastating slash that completely shattered the expert's understanding of a Grandmaster.

As for the Corpse King Shi Chen, he had always remained behind the scenes, commanding an elite force and continuously absorbing alien living beings into the Alien Alliance.

Xiao Menglou had collapsed from sheer exhaustion! The super-hero who had single-handedly annihilated dozens of Star-Breakers had actually collapsed from overexertion! Was he not a god of war forged from steel? Was he not made of some special material? Was he not a battlefield giant capable of holding the entire war effort on his own? How could he possibly have collapsed to the ground?

This was a technique of the direct-strike long fist, having captured its true essence. When executed, it felt as though a deity possessed the practitioner; its might was peerless, striking terror into the heart and shattering an enemy's courage before landing a blow.

"Alright, I know, I'll be right there!" Hanging up the phone, Adele hurriedly drove to the restaurant. By the time she arrived, Peter had been waiting for a long time. Seeing her come in, he hurriedly stood up and walked over to greet her.

Fortunately, the garden was fully equipped with everything needed for dining and entertainment, and the Emperor hosted a grand palace banquet every other day, complete with exquisite music and dance. Thus, the group did not find the days difficult to endure.

"Who says there are no lingering worries? Isn't that so-called 'mutation' still lurking within my body?" Cui Feng pushed open the dilapidated gates of the palace and asked within the hollow of his skull.

Meng Yuan's expression shifted slightly. Naturally, he knew that Xiang Cheng possessed the Imperial Fang Sacred Body; in terms of cultivation and innate talent, it was impossible for him to rival Xiang Cheng.

Without paying any more attention to that old bird, a cold sneer curved the corners of Yun Feng's mouth. As his hand seals shifted, the surrounding space began to grow turbulent.

Fang Chunmei had no time to return home, and it was only after her family heard the news and came looking for her that the matter was confirmed.

She must be regretting it now. Because he protected her, her older brother was now trapped like a lamb awaiting slaughter. If the other party did not still consider him the Heir of the Prince of Pingnan and believe him to still have some utility value, they probably would have killed him long ago. She had to figure out a way to rescue her brother; the longer it took, the more dangerous her brother would be.

She advised Sun Yanling to call off the engagement and marry someone else, but Sun Yanling only uttered a single sentence: "I will wait for you."

[Effect: Once infused with spiritual energy and activated, it can summon a bolt of divine lightning to attack the target, and the landing point of the lightning can be locked using the mind.]

"Alright, stop rambling. You're getting further and further off topic," I finally said to Qian Yaya with a helpless sigh.

Did he think she didn't know the way, had never been to the imperial palace, or perhaps was blind and couldn't recognize that the direction was wrong?

As for the powerhouse of the Centipede clan, he was even more direct. Brandishing two glistening sickles and treading a bizarre footwork, he slashed straight down toward Ye Nan.

"Walking this path, thanks to everyone's mutual support, we've been able to live better and better. This is inseparable from everyone's help. I, Ning Changrong, am extremely grateful for everyone's trust in me. I'll finish this cup in a toast—may our lives grow more prosperous day by day!" With that, Ning Changrong drained his cup in one gulp.

There was no way to advise others at a time like this. If you tried, not only would they fail to appreciate it, but they would also think you were obstructing their pursuit of progress, making you out to be the villain.

Aside from the period when Jiang was giving birth and recovering during the confinement month, Zhu Ruruo had basically handed the pharmaceutical factory over to her to manage entirely.

Such a troublesome person should have long been left to drink or not drink as she pleased. Yet Nancy somehow had the knack of making people both love and hate her.

The moment she got into the car, Nancy completely relaxed her body, sinking limply into the car seat. Her eyes narrowed lazily into slits, their pupils hazy and unfocused as they wandered aimlessly before finally fixing upon Ji Mochen.

The pain jolted Wu Kai's memory. He remembered that his leg had been struck by a bullet—real ammunition, not some prop.

"Haven't you seen yet? Our City Lord's Mansion has already been reduced to ruins," a male cultivator said ungraciously. What daydreaming were they still doing there?

Ten minutes later, Bai Zexun slowly supported Zhang Zixia over, helping her sit in a chair to rest while pouring her a glass of water.

"Deputy Dean Jiang doesn't need to apologize; I wasn't hurt anyway," Ximen Zhuixue said indifferently, showing no excessive deference despite Jiang Hongyao's status.

After learning of the situation, Du Guoliang began to suspect that Xingyue's offer of one hundred thousand taels of gold for his life was just a bluff, but he simply lacked the courage to verify its truth again.

Xin Shao casually raised her hand and rested it on Li Lu's shoulder. Seven years ago, she was the exact same height as him; seven years later, she had to stand on her tiptoes to barely reach his shoulder.

The person who had a relative working in the Second Prince's residence spoke, his tone full of disdain for Bai Yu.

"Just do your best!" The elders did not say much more, only telling Ximen Zhuixue to do his best. Although none of them liked Ximen Zhuixue, as members of the Ximen family, they naturally supported him.

I breathed heavily, cold sweat instantly soaking through my clothes. But this place was no area to linger; I had better slip away quickly. Having been scared out of my wits, I grabbed the keys and managed to start the car only after several attempts. My feet on the accelerator pedal were almost too weak to press down. While backing up, I nearly crashed into someone else's car.

"Wuwuwu, you only know how to bully me, wuwuwu." Hearing Li Li say that, Lin Ke'er wept even harder.

Although the eunuch surnamed Cao looked old, his eyes and ears were quite sharp. Feeling the pouch handed over by Wan Wei, he nodded and said, "Please wait here a moment, Cyan." With that, he pushed the door ajar and walked inside.

Completely devoid of any mixed musical accompaniment, it was pure, natural harmony. Soft, graceful, and captivating.

Shen Feifei cried with a long face as she cupped the final exquisite heart-shaped jade necklace, which shimmered with a seven-colored light. She observed it for a good long while before finally making up her mind, squeezing out a drop of her vital essence to drip onto it.

Yet when had Ah Biao been ambushed? By whom? And what state was he in now?