Chapter 39

Although Hosa was dead, the battle did not end immediately.

He still had several elite units under his command; even though their chieftain had been beheaded, they were still able to fight to the death, or even find a way to lead the masses in a retreat.

At this moment, the gap between the elite units and the other units was clear at a glance!

Those second and third-rate Saxon spear-and-shield soldiers, Saxon pirates, Saxon light infantry, etc., almost collapsed in morale all at once and then began to flee the battlefield in a swarm. And—

Above the walls of Constantinople, deafening roars erupted immediately, and morale surged suddenly.

Lin Jiaruo rubbed her eyes, which were red from crying, stood on tiptoe, took the cloth from his face, wrung it out in the water again, and wiped him with her own hands.

Opening my eyes, in front was a ghost messenger holding a leather whip, looking at me with a cold sneer. Tang Yueqing watched coldly from the sidelines, still wearing a verdant green robe.

I curiously glanced at the place Wu Ge was staring at; the inner edge of the assassin's sleeve had been torn open by Wu Ge, and a golden plum blossom was embroidered there, extremely inconspicuously.

Xie Luanyin's gaze flickered slightly. The Empress Dowager had lived in a high position for too long, especially after the death of Consort Xian; she was the sole power in the palace and was becoming less and less capable of understanding the meaning of the word "endure," especially when the target was Xie Luanyin.

However, Wu Yong was adept at the tactic of playing hard to get. The more he politely refused, the more Zhao Chen was convinced that he had truly encountered a master. And under Zhao Chen's repeated requests, Wu Yong finally "reluctantly" agreed to devise strategies for Zhao Chen and regain power.

It was Lin Jiaruo's first time spending the night here at Apricot Alley. Although the layout of the room was no different from the Lin family's and the people serving her were the same familiar ones, she just felt unaccustomed to it.

These words from Lu Yu caused the new recruits, who had just been deeply shocked by the video materials, to lower their heads involuntarily.

Struggling and unable to climb ashore, a certain Yin just stared longingly at the lyrics, then stared longingly upward, looking at the hands playing the keyboard like a piano, and continued to stare longingly upward, only to see the captain looking down at her. Why did the captain have star-shaped eyes?

Qi Shen held the black pieces, and Shen Hexing held the white; the two of them began to maneuver and contend on that chessboard, between the square inches of black and white.

However, the interception by the Golden Behemoth was not entirely useless; at least it bought time for the Crypt Knights and the Great Beetles.

Zhai Liang smiled and fished a business card out from his bosom. Jiang Qicai glanced at it; he didn't see anything else, only the word "Detective," and thus he suddenly understood.

"My name is Zhao Qiang. Let's not talk about these useless things; what is the situation upstairs right now?" Learning the enemy's situation, Zhao Qiang felt even more anxious in his heart.

Slowly exhaling a breath, that Wu's right fist slammed into the phantom image of the Exquisite Pagoda, extremely slowly and silently.

I struggled to inhale; the powerful pressure also made it somewhat difficult for me to breathe. Is it quasi-Main God level? Perhaps the guy in front should be at the True Stage; why am I so uncomfortable?

"Really!" Alice said happily: "Then I'll go find Grandpa Wells first." Alice ran downstairs happily like a gust of wind, disappearing from Liu Feng's sight in the blink of an eye.

Everything was in a mess; all the shelves were already empty, and packaging boxes and the like were wide open, thrown messily on the ground. The medicines inside had long since been swept away by the survivors who had arrived first.

"I don't want to get married! There aren't many good men, otherwise how would I have been abandoned in the wilderness? If Sect Master Grandpa hadn't happened to pass through there, no one would have known even if I had been eaten by wolves." Qing Ying's eyes were a little red.

As for those people surrounding and killing him, they would not intervene; everything would be handled by Ye Shitian himself. After all, this matter was his own.

With one's own independent brand, one could develop into a nationwide clothing chain store, just like Floating Fragrance Valley, Hanlong Martial Arts Hall, and Phoenix Club.