Chapter 57: Chapter Fifty-Six: The Cup of Blood

The treasure smiled blissfully, giggling until the phone’s ring shattered the warm atmosphere. She sprang up, rummaged through her bag, and stared at the screen— an unknown number. Who could it be?

Dai Shi nodded: “Indeed, the old lady seemed heartbroken too; just the other day, she was thinking of sending someone to Hangzhou to see her.” As she spoke, Dai Shi pressed a handkerchief to her eyes. Everyone hurried to offer half-hearted comfort, steering the conversation elsewhere.

But he had no choice but to suppress his boiling rage, shake Ye Tian’s hand, and remain tremblingly alert for ambush— his inner torment was unbearable.

Xia Yang’s lips twitched slightly. This purple-gold divine dragon had once been an ancient powerhouse named Zi Feng, a notable figure among the mighty, even the tombkeeper dared not underestimate him— yet he never expected the dragon’s old habits had carried over into this life.

The entire work’s technique is starkly simple and unadorned; the clear sky and golden wheat fields harmonize perfectly, rich colors unified in a gentle tone, revealing a charming rural landscape.

Li Danruo followed slowly behind. Jiang Yanfeng’s two maids twisted with all their strength, lifted her out the main door, glanced at Li Danruo, received permission, then tore off their sashes and bound Jiang Yanfeng like a rice dumpling, carrying her off toward her courtyard.

Su Wuyang remained silent; she had no interest whatsoever in Qin Fangbai’s affairs.

“The Dragon Xuan’s Spirit Summoning Charm has worn off. Let’s split up and search.” Yan Yuchen suddenly said mid-flight.

Thus, Lü Tianming launched a surprise attack on Huangfu Qi. Though that sword strike didn’t instantly kill him, the outcome was even better than he’d hoped: it inflicted heavy damage and drained Huangfu Changming’s spiritual energy.

In truth, had they fought face-to-face, it wouldn’t have been Chen Longxiang who was gravely wounded— it would have been Bietianshen and the others who needed to worry.

What terrifying combat awareness and experience— a fear that struck to the core. At that moment, Lieutenant Xu deeply realized the gap between himself and the Eagle.

Qin Feiyang sighed, then instructed Shell to watch over Tang Qinxue, before rushing urgently toward Zhonghai.

“Thank goodness I didn’t volunteer for battle earlier— otherwise, I’d be dead now~” Beside Ding La’er, several martial artists sighed silently. They had to admit: Lü Tianming was incredibly strong. Had Ding Laoda not been there, they’d have fled long ago.

After dealing with that Zeng Bu Fan, Qin Feiyang and Chu Zhange sensed something off— they kept feeling exposed, as if someone were plotting against them. The sensation left them deeply uneasy.

“If she isn’t an enemy pawn, she’s truly an interesting person.” Jiang Yu squinted slightly, watching her leave, waiting for Jiang Chengyou to greet her.

At that moment, I suddenly realized: our embrace and kiss held no lust whatsoever— only two young people, overwhelmed by this mess, releasing themselves in an unusual way.

With Xu Lingling’s words ending, Xie Shangran fell silent. Deep, stifled sighs and moving air surged against them.

But now it was different: the court’s appointments of officials were mandatory. Refusal meant revocation of official status— a devastating blow to any official. Under these circumstances, many officials had no choice but to report to their posts.

The three thousand U.S. soldiers also rushed to their positions. Soon after, before the Huaxia Pacific Fleet’s detachment could launch its assault, the Salinas coastal batteries, under Colonel Morse’s command, erupted in furious flames, striking first.

“Your Highness Min, everything rests in your hands.” The Grand Empress Dowager bowed slightly to Prince Min, spoke politely, then sat down.

True kings are not those flashy bullies in school. They are those who persistently accumulate knowledge and enrich themselves.

Fangfei drew a long breath, then forced a smile at Zi Xuan: “No problem. If Sister wants it, I’ll sell the pot and the iron to get it all ready for you.” The words sounded generous, but her anger still burned— she turned and walked off without a pause.

Yan Wuji had once sent spies into the mountains to search, but found no trace of those barbarians or the Pure Robe Buddhist Sect, and suffered no losses.

“I only want you to treat me like that. I don’t want anyone else. I only want you!” she said.

Tang Jian nodded slightly toward Tian Adeng. In technical science, strength matters most. It seemed Tian Adeng’s techniques over the past two years had already left those two arrogant overseas engineers awestruck.

This fighter jet was a completely new stealth aircraft developed from the YF-23 blueprint— and it was the one that ultimately delivered the devastating strike on the Red Army’s command center.

Enlisting is good. It’s honorable. But we still have many dreams unfulfilled. Damn it, why did I enlist?

“I washed!” Now we don’t even recognize each other. I care deeply about how she sees me.

Upon hearing Mu Quan’s words, Le Lang nearly collapsed. What’s unreasonable about that? Bees collect nectar— not collecting nectar is unreasonable! This old man understands nothing.