Volume 1, Chapter 40: The Muddled Father in a Period Drama 3

After Fu Juan and Li Wen finished washing their faces and brushing their teeth, Shi Yan had already placed the bowls of noodles on the table. Both Fu Juan and Li Wen had an egg in their bowls.

Ran Fei rubbed his forehead, unable to fathom why he would suddenly disappear. He had not been greedy for money, nor had he absconded with funds, and the work was already partially complete.

The former began to rely on his own efforts, pioneering on strange soil with overflowing religious zeal.

"Then when will the restriction be lifted?" Jin Wei asked after sensing the state of the restriction for a moment.

This time, Ye Zui did not rummage around as he had at Old Uncle Li's house; he walked straight toward Uncle Wu's bedroom.

Shandong had spearmen, Xuzhou had archers, and Jingxing had "dragonfly-men" who were skilled at throwing stones, capable of striking targets up to a hundred paces away.

Just then, Kong Deng, the ancestor of the Liu Gu clan, suddenly said to the others in the ancient hall with a look of deep concern on his face.

Some students even turned around and walked out the moment they stepped inside, thinking they had come to the wrong place.

For over a hundred years, the wars between Southern Qi and Northern Qi had often ended in defeat for the South. When the old Prince Su led his troops to conquer Qi, the campaign lasted over a decade. Although they achieved great victories, they killed only about a hundred thousand enemies. During that time, the Su army underwent several rotations, and they did not gain much of an advantage.

Mo Yufan endured his headache and began to examine his body, relieved to find that no strange wounds had suddenly appeared on him.

Gao Xianzhi applied this military tactic perfectly, which was why his army was able to maintain such high combat effectiveness.

"Push harder, victory is right before us." Chen Pan cheered himself on, parrying the surrounding attacks as he prepared to press forward.

"Go? Of course I'll go, but you aren't lying to me, are you?" Lin Yanan asked, somewhat suspiciously.

Even though his magic robe had become tattered, there was not a single scar on the man's robust body.

Meanwhile, Gesang finally understood that Bai Ji and his group were not actually after him, but were targeting Chen Yuan and his party.

The old man listened and looked deeply at Sima Xiu, thinking to himself: Xiu'er is good in every way, but his heart is too arrogant. Alas, I hope that when he returns there, he will possess the potential to be a clan head.

At the same time, the countless spectators at the scene began to cheer loudly, and the live-streaming chat was flooded with comments of "666."

Goth's expression changed drastically. Sure enough, the place on the altar where the protagonist's item should have been was now completely empty. In his excitement over the message left by the Lord of Imprisonment, the young mage had focused all his attention on the writing and forgotten the most crucial thing—the Lord of Imprisonment's treasure was not on the altar at all.

"That is indeed the case. If 'Wanderer' is allowed to develop into the late game, the White Team's AP output will be much more stable than the Blue Team's. In terms of team composition alone, this match is a 6-4 split; it all depends on how the Blue Team performs in the early game," Mili agreed with a nod.

The Snowstorm Zone was not very large. If the outer Ice Crystal Zone occupied 96% of the entire Absolute Domain of Ice and Snow, this Snowstorm Zone accounted for at most about 3%, and the absolute core area covered less than 1%. That was the most dangerous region in the entire Absolute Domain of Ice and Snow.

Taking Shuang'er's hand, he understood why she was so astonished. She gently raised her hand, and beams of light converged within it. Over a hundred divine abilities automatically combined, and every rule obediently shifted according to her will, as if painting a beautiful picture.