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Chapter 87: Siege of London! The Scholar

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The tiny island of Britain, with seven nations, is simply too many.

Deng Ken had no intention of allowing the Seven Kingdoms era to emerge; he planned to crush them all at once.

King Arthur, relying on his Knights of the Round Table, spent twelve campaigns to finish the war—he intended to push straight into the enemy’s homeland. As mentioned before, King Arthur was merely a struggling petty figure of his time, crushed by the tide of historical forces—the Anglo-Saxons had made her suffer immensely.

“Li Li, tell me—has something happened? Why is everyone acting so strange?” Zhu Houzhao anxiously grabbed Li Li and refused to let go.

Miyamoto Kusuko could not stop trembling violently; she lifted her head slightly to look at Maruko, suppressing her gaze again and again, yet hatred still seeped through.

Shen Yu heard this and was utterly baffled—had this guy been repressing himself for too long? He was the Master of the Nine Realms now; why would he still need to be a slave?

Yuan Ye, as a martial arts genius, never slackened in his lifelong cultivation, eventually reaching the stage of activating dynamic nerves and enhancing attack—but even then, he could not match the electromagnetic force of the magnetic thunder.

When Shen Yu heard Lin Ruyin recount her ordeal in the fire, a sudden pain pierced his heart; he no longer reached for her wrist, but instead summoned his mental force to carefully scan her body, finding her health perfectly normal.

“Heh, Yan Tianji is dead, yet he left me many marvelous techniques—look at this!” Yan Bu’e’s right hand transformed black demonic energy into a long sword, its shape resembling the Four Pillars of Evil Demon Sword, and it now gathered the very sword momentum of the Four Pillars of Evil Demon Sword.

Wu Yi remembered Fu Bo’s words and felt that Zhan Shan Hong was the local power here; with her help, his movements here would be far easier. He smiled and nodded.

The one actually rejected in the engagement, Han Lingxi, took it in stride with no reaction; upon hearing that Lady Qingyuan was bedridden, she promptly brought her maidservant to visit.

Nana looked at him and thought: This is the strength of a man—tears must be swallowed whole, yet it only made him more heartrending.

My mind was in chaos, yet amid the chaos, I felt a long-buried story being unearthed.

Ye Luo roared inwardly, yet the other party involved found all of this perfectly natural, seeing nothing amiss.

The Pest Exterminator was dead; the insects and snakes began retreating, leaving only corpses scattered across the ground.

But seeing Qi Yue’s eager expression, Ye Luo could not bring himself to voice his inner doubts.

Since receiving the Vermilion Bird’s inheritance, his constitution had strengthened considerably—how could he fall ill so easily?

Within the entire city, three large companies had been temporarily shut down by the municipal government for inspection, while another company was sealed for mass-producing counterfeit Jiong Pills and ordered to cease production.

The Five Poisons Patriarch was utterly enraged; he reached out and seized Yu Fei’s Zhan Lu Sword, then raised his foot and kicked straight toward Yu Fei’s abdomen.

Thus, the above situation occurred: not a single wanderer escaped; they were surrounded by demon soldiers, and the wanderers, adhering strictly to their principles, surrendered immediately—obediently.

Tian Tian saw Ji Min laughing because Liang Shan had amused her; she sighed in relief and quickly declared her feelings. Zheng Shuang hesitated, then blushed and raised her hand. In the room, there was another named Lü Gang; though silent, the determination in his eyes spoke volumes.

Shi Nian nodded, looking at the half-eaten steamed bun on the plate and the chopsticks resting beside it—how could someone be so busy? Couldn’t they even finish a single meal?

Only when Gong Quan used Fei Mo as an excuse to comfort Gong Xinlan did the emotionally turbulent Gong Xinlan gradually calm down.

Both had lived in the Mortal Realm; the difference was, this guy had spent several extra years entangled in the political intrigues of the Demon Clan’s imperial court.

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