Chapter 185: 1861 vs. 1860—Where Did the Two Go?

"Feel the power of the magic crystal weapon!" The necromancer pressed the button on the magic crystal machine gun in his hand.

Yue Ying glared angrily at the two, forcing herself to stay alert as she pointed at Wei Dahong: “That day, the Young Master shouldn’t have shown you mercy—you’re just unlucky, today you won’t be so fortunate.” She clenched her fists and charged forward.

He felt that Sha Xixi would slap him dead, then say with no remorse, “We were just joking—why are you so dense about it?”

A series of prompts sounded: “Naming: Hulao Pass.” Somehow, the name Hulao Pass slipped out—but it was a good name.

Someone who drives a Huoxi, carries a black gold card, and can casually spend fifty million is definitely powerful.

Three items floated before Xiao Ye, all radiating dense demonic energy, causing the liquid magic power in Xiao Ye’s dantian to churn restlessly.

Na Jia, with his multiple arms, ranks among the top in sixth-tier troops and has virtually no equal in foot combat.

Zhao Yan stared at him with confusion, examining the items on the table. Aside from an ivory seal, most were land deeds and similar documents—seeing these, Zhao Yan didn’t resolve his doubts; instead, he grew even more perplexed.

Even Li Luoke, let alone his Mai Te Kai, found this pea shooter appealing—but the shopkeeper wouldn’t sell it.

The main reason this child targeted Lin Qingqing was because she often bullied Lin Meimei; Mo Xi had fought Lin Qingqing over this more than once, so there was no intentional troublemaking.

The black-clad man swung his iron chain; seeing Hui run toward him again, he hurled the chain straight at Hui’s ankle. But just as the chain left his hand, Hui leapt upward, landing atop a tree. The black-clad man was startled and hurriedly tried to recall the chain.

Ordinary people envy the cultivation world, unaware of its cruelty and chaos.

“Beautiful sister, I’m Pei Yan,” Pei Yan sat upright with utmost respect, like a student in an ancient private school.

The last trending event didn’t satisfy her—now she would take it back tenfold. This was her last shred of dignity; she wouldn’t turn back.

After walking a long way, she finally filled the leaves with dew—just enough for one sip—though she spilled much along the way, which broke her heart.

After a very, very long time, Aunt Tang had finished three plates of sunflower seeds before Zhong Li finally shuffled down the stairs, looking shy and hesitant.

Just as she was thinking, her thoughts were interrupted by a sudden slap—Yi Mo was patting her arm with the back of her hand, eyes wide with astonishment as she stared at Mo Xincheng.

Hong Jin looked up to see Hui holding his blade with both hands, landing gently before him, while Zhong Zhen still swung his severed arm toward Hui, black blood spurting from the stump and splattering onto Hui.

A respected elder deserves at least some face, to reflect one’s humility and offer the elder the necessary respect.

Aunt Tang summed up: it wasn’t his ability that was good—it was that he had many workers under him. If she had a hundred carpenters, she could finish the job in less than ten days too.

The Xie clan members clearly hadn’t expected the imperial court to issue a decree of reward to the Xie family; as soon as the words were spoken, a wave of exclamations erupted.

Others might be deceived by the gloomy beauty’s appearance, but Xue Ning knew this stunning, bewitching beauty was in fact a real man—no, perhaps “gender-bender” was more accurate.

Under the great grief of Jing Huashuiyue’s brother’s death, only Luo Yuru would dare speak such words without regard for others’ pain.

Qin Hui intended to rebuke Hao Jun for his arrogance, but before he could finish speaking, Zhao Yuan—Zhao Bocong—shouted loudly at Jiang Ruichi, who was vomiting beside the bamboo grove, ruining the mood; Jiang Ruichi hurriedly apologized.

“If I say I’m acting for my own safety, that’s just empty talk—meant to fool others. Brother Xue, what should I do now?” Li Shen asked with a smile.

During the vampire escape, many elite vampires had hidden and recuperated within this empire.

Here, Qin Pan paused with technical precision, fixing his burning gaze on Guo Dalu, who nodded in agreement.

Unaware that the underground nuclear weapons research facility still concealed numerous high-end combatants from the Xie family, He Lie could hardly believe his ears when he heard the He family’s reinforcements had suffered heavy losses in fierce resistance within the Xie family’s territory.

Because of Zhai Yue’s chivalrous heart, unchanged since the beginning of the Demon Realm, the White Constable had already chosen his successor.

Journalists felt Hao Mengqi not only evoked pity, but also inspired admiration for her fearless courage against illness, and they all urged Feng Shaolun to try.

It wasn’t just Cao Cao watching—Yuan Shao was watching too. But as the alliance leader, if he always had his subordinates handle every problem, it would be too embarrassing.

He planned to disperse all captured prisoners into the army; at first there might be some discomfort, but over time, Yan Shao believed they would integrate.

Jue Tong was the strongest disciple in the Arhat Hall—if Jue Ying could defeat him, it would mean he was stronger than all Arhat Hall disciples. Though Jue Kong still overshadowed him in the Prajna Hall, with this achievement, he could walk with pride across both halls.