Chapter 43

Chen Xiuqing wore a peculiar expression as he carried his meal and joined Wang Dalong and his men to eat. Having come on an empty stomach this time, he was at least not afraid of this bowl of food.

When the grand army was campaigning abroad, aside from the most critical intelligence, they generally did not rush to report back to the capital in the rear—scenes like today, where two batches of scouts entered the city one after another, were unheard of.

This is also the reason why your Burning Heaven Sword was able to bypass the lower-grade immortal artifact rank and directly ascend to an upper-grade immortal artifact.

Xu Ziwei, also known as Xu the Cannon from Huilong Tun, led five dogs into the mountains to flush out and chase it, and encountered it. Three of the dogs were disemboweled and died on the spot. Xu the Cannon fired a shot and wounded it, though not fatally. That giant boar bolted all the way toward Qingshan Tun, wounded several more dogs, and also gored and injured two men... It was far too fierce.

Those battle-hardened veterans who had returned from the fields of slaughter stood tall and robust, their armor gleaming brightly... The servants and retainers of the Guo family almost instinctively cleared a path for them.

"This is the grain transport route of the Qin army!" Huang Wu looked at Xiong Wuliang, eagerly awaiting the latter's praise.

Xia Tianxi truly did not want to expose her ignorance once more. Therefore, even though she was completely lost, when Jiang Wan asked her, "Did you understand?", she answered without a moment's hesitation, "I understood."

The enhancement of explosive power provided by the Flame Spirit Flower nectar is very steady, hovering around twenty percent, and it comes with zero side effects.

Su Jiangzi could not help but rewind her memories. After thinking for a long time, she finally recalled that Qingyi seemed to have said earlier: "Alright, I'll marry you!" Right?

"Three fellow Daoists, my name is Ni Hong. What are your names?" Ni Hong ran ahead of the three Phoenix of Fire, walking backwards while enthusiastically trying to strike up a conversation.

The Silver Pine Forest was beginning to bustle with activity. Many players had already formed groups on the outskirts to battle Level 35 undead skeletons. These monsters possessed extremely low defense, but their attack power was ridiculously high. Some low-level mages with subpar equipment were very likely to be killed instantly.

Yet, no matter what kind of gaze others cast upon Simon, he paid it no mind, living a monotonous routine of moving strictly between three points every single day.

"Bitch, fool, brain-addled idiot..." Rolling her pitch-black eyes, Fiona suddenly began to hurl vicious curses at Simon.

The foremost silver-armored figure didn't even have time to react before being struck by the arrow. With a muffled, thunderous roar, the targeted silver-armored figure was sent flying backward for hundreds of meters, carving a heavy furrow into the beach.

Liu Qianjun was much the same. He replied, "There's not even three percent left. I didn't have much strength left when I led them to cut our way through just now. I originally intended to take you and escape together, but never expected to see Fifth Son, and I've already abandoned any thoughts of returning. It's just a pity for that group of brothers."

Kunkle let out a stern shout, then planted his feet firmly into the ground in a deep horse stance. Despite suffering severe injuries near his lower back, he actually attempted to withstand this ferocious punch.

Shen Feng suddenly issued a declaration of murder, his voice carrying across the entire arena through the loudspeakers surrounding the Tianwu Stage, and even reaching the viewers in front of their televisions. Everyone who heard these words was stunned.

Sigh, why must the General fly into a rage? Although Su Yan is young, he is after all scion of a prominent family, and offending him bodes ill. The General should be accommodating. If you happen to provoke the influential figures standing behind him, the losses will outweigh the gains.

The Red-robed Archprelate looked at the young man with eyes clearly filled with a sense of pride. This was his grandson, who had received the favor of the gods at such a tender age and was immensely proficient in holy power, appearing as though he were bathed in divine grace at every moment. He decided that once he retired, he would let his grandson inherit his position, even though that would be several centuries later.

Coming up in the next chapter: The armies of Han and Wei charged toward Li Xiong and the others, leaving Li Xiong and his companions with no choice but to first take up their weapons and fight back. A Han soldier lunged fiercely at personal guard A with a terrifying slash, and personal guard A swung his blade to meet him in kind.

To publicly hurl abuse at one's own fans and speak in such a harsh manner—perhaps only someone with as eccentric a personality as Zheng Xian could pull off such a feat.

The black-clad assassin glanced back over his shoulder. Zhou Lu was still standing atop the rooftop, watching from afar without making a move, wearing a dazed expression.

Chiu Yuanqi's kick was undeniably heavy. Mubai was sent flying backward, only coming to a halt after skidding three zhang across the ground. The strike came too abruptly, and before Mubai could react, it had struck him squarely in the chest.

Gritting his teeth, Shi Hengxia directly deactivated his original Facebook account and registered a brand new one.

"The Formation-Master Elder personally came to the martial arts arena to take him in as a disciple?" The middle-aged man widened his eyes in sheer disbelief.

As his voice trailed off, his body and mind sank. Then, the moment his spiritual energy surged upward, he condensed it into a fierce punch and lunged directly at Dongfang Shuo.

Such hatred is actually quite surreal. What others think of you and how others act ultimately have nothing to do with yourself. If you let every little thing bother you, a person who lives like that is far too exhausted.

Although ten thousand contribution points were still not enough to exchange for those precious cultivation techniques, babies, and the like, acquiring some rare treasures uncommon in the mortal world was a breeze.

Taking advantage of the Flowing Light Sword being heavily engaged with other magical instruments, Gu Xichen flew forward to seal it for a second time, temporarily suppressing the sword spirit. This time, she successfully pulled the sword free.

"Gaolang, sometimes I really doubt your capability. You were able to turn the obscure Gao Group into a thriving powerhouse, but nowadays, your crisis public relations completely seem to have zero effect." Wu Wei said.

Back then, he was like a beam of light, barging into her field of vision so abruptly. She had wanted to step forward and take his luggage, but Chu Qingci beat her to it, leaving her too timid to ever compete with Chu Qingci again.

Chu Qingci impatiently departed from Yue Jilin's palace, and halfway there, suddenly remembered the matter of the cloak.

Besides, all those previous gifts had been taken away by Zheng Yujuan. Zheng Yujuan claimed that Zhang Zhihua was willing to give them to her, and since they were free, it would be foolish not to take them. Yet after accepting them, Zheng Yujuan remarked that she liked those hair ties, and thus all those gifts ended up in Zheng Yujuan's hands.

Bai Zongchao gave Chu Tiannan a look that said "remain calm," and then cheerfully arranged a cultivation chamber for him.