Volume One, Chapter 28: Ding-Class Soldiers in the Recruit Camp

After Xie Zheng escaped with Ning Ling, he arrived at the Yichun Shop.

The unfathomable Master Chen seemed to materialize out of thin air, his face etched with feigned resentment. "Your Highness would rather take a maidservant than take this old man. Isn't that a bit heartless?"

Murong Changsheng and the Left Divine Lord shared the same resolve. Disregarding the life or death of the Qi Divine Lord, they unleashed the Hundred Swords Diagram to its full capacity. The sword formation blotted out the sky, finally suppressing the Star Emperor’s primordial spirit within it. The Left Divine Lord rejoiced and shouted, "Use all your strength to refine him to death!" The Natal Gold Talisman and the Void Treasure Mirror were activated in quick succession, blasting into the sword diagram.

After sighing that being a good person is no easy task, Ren Tian headed toward his home. Since his meridians were mostly cleared, Zhize had become despondent, burying himself in his room all day rather than going out to play. Ren Tian prepared to put some effort into persuading Zhize to look on the bright side.

Ezreal as a hero is polarized; the great ones are truly exceptional, while the trashy ones are utterly abysmal. It is common to see an Ezreal who has picked up kills but whose damage output remains as pathetic as a dog's.

After the group reached the shore and disembarked, Ren Tian did not find any foreign fishermen on the beach. It seemed their landing point was in a sparsely populated area.

He Qihuan finished his qi cultivation. The moment he opened his eyes, the two elders acted like kidnappers, simultaneously and lightning-fast grabbing his arms to take his pulse.

Her tears trailed down the curve of Taxue’s back, dripping onto the ground. The warmth of Taxue’s body made her even more determined in the resolution she had just made.

However, the item’s attributes were only suitable for teaching disciples, so he hadn't paid much attention to it at the time, and subsequently, Du Yusheng had completely forgotten about it.

Xu Daojiang couldn't help but gasp. Upon reflection, it seemed that even he could hardly believe those research findings.

He knew that such a person must have super-experts protecting them in the shadows, someone he could not afford to provoke.

"Hmph!" Song Yi let out a cold snort, slamming his fist heavily onto the table, his expression a mixture of disappointment and resentment. Ever since their first meeting while searching for King Huai of Chu, Yin Xu had repeatedly slighted him and, in Xuyi, had thwarted his plans several times. In particular, the rumors circulating in Xuyi that the Prime Minister Song was no match for General Yin made Song Yi burn with shame and anger.

Before she could speak, Meng Xifeng suddenly leaned over, swept her up horizontally, and carried her straight into their room. He then shut the door and tossed her onto the bed.

Yu Shenshen felt her head spinning, her hands and feet bound, leaving her unable to move.

Colt curled his lip. It was rare to find a legislator willing to look out for ranchers and cowboys; he would certainly vote for her again next time.

Long Shen was not greedy. He placed only one hundred blades of grass, deciding to first test how much life essence the grass could collect from the soil on its own over a single night.

After checking the contents of the audio, Charles and Yu Qing were visibly excited. Truth be told, these many days of aimless investigation and searching had truly exhausted their patience.

Under Li Zhangquan’s gaze, Qian Mengmeng felt as if she were stripped bare, feeling as awkward as one could possibly feel.

Hearing the sobbing on the other end of the phone, Lisko first frowned, then began to feel a sense of unease.

Only then did Yu Qing have the time to open the note in his hand. He looked at the detailed names, all of which featured Vietnamese characteristics, along with the individuals' statuses, positions, and detailed home addresses.

At this moment, the morning sun was rising, a time when the yang energy should have been gradually flourishing, but as Lü Yuncheng recited verses and danced with his heart-guided sword, he managed to visualize a bright moon within his sea of consciousness.

The people brought by these big bosses were all their right-hand men, figures who could rampage through an entire street outside.

Everyone knew she was the captain of the relief team, and the people in the vicinity respected her greatly. There had indeed been those who harbored ulterior motives, wanting to make a move on her or steal supplies, but they had been taught a lesson by the leader.