Chapter 615: We are about to fight to the death…

The wars in the north, and the three or four calamities that befell Chang'an, did not affect the many prefectures and counties of the south at all.

Especially the city of Yangzhou, a key stronghold in Jiangdong, was even more so.

Even though some bad news came from the Huainan front, within Yangzhou the city was filled with singing and dancing in peace.

Rather than saying the locals were uneasy because the Great Tang had fractured, it's more accurate to say they were about to shout with laughter, tossing caps in celebration!

Because in the past, the court often assigned to Yangzhou

His reason was lousy, yet understandable. He had anticipated that I would fall for it, right? Xiao Zitian gritted their teeth, wrapped the bath towel tightly around themselves, and got up to help him wipe his back.

A few of the robbers shook their heads, some nodded, but of course the bandit leader and Second Brother kept their heads rigid and did not move.

Han Yue shouted "no, no" from her mouth, yet her hands deftly tore the clothes off both people clean.

Wang Wan and Yelü Liang had agreed to meet once a month; this time Wang Wan slipped quietly into Mushacheng.

But how would those disciples think of it? In the future, how would they survive in the Phantom Gate? Also, would Xia Luo suddenly change his mind again and not release me?

"These ornaments are so finely crafted; I want to buy them to give to my mother—my mother loves these things the most!" Luo Shihan picked up a delicately made silver hairpin, couldn't put it down, casually told the shopkeeper the price, then had Luo Heng pay the silver, taking all the hairpins displayed in front of them.

Her hand brushed over the photograph; the texture carried a chill as cold as her heart, as if no matter how she covered it, it wouldn't warm.

Fan Shengmei's fingers dragged the mouse, subconsciously scrolling the screen up and down, but her eyes kept tracking the numbers jumping. Not sure whether her optic nerve was tired or what, her eye sockets…

I don't know why these guys trade at night; aren't they afraid they can't see clearly? Actually, when I got closer I realized that these guys had set up eyes along the whole route.

Gritting my teeth, I kept walking toward the bedroom, but inside my heart began to burn like fire; I kept taking deep breaths and soothing myself.

"Like this." After hearing Guan Yu and Zhang Fei's reply, Liu Bei's lingering worries were completely gone.

After a brief, dying struggle, the cavalry was almost entirely slain; only Wang Cai, riddled with three arrows and wounded in more than ten places, was surrounded in the middle by dozens of spearmen.

North of the Tianpeng Mountain Range, with New Tianpeng Mountain as its head, all the way to Fulin Mountain, became the domain of Zhu Tianpeng.

"How about it? This sword is called Zhong Wu, weighs one hundred sixty‑six jin; I think changing the previous number to six is better—six six six, great luck." With a flick of the hand, the carefree Fire Beacon game among the lords started rambling on again.

Thus, the people who had eaten and those who hadn't ate together, and then spent more than an hour with the shopkeeper squatting in front of the oil shop.

"Yuan Rang, are you ready?" Cao Cao, sitting on a stone pedestal in a pavilion of the rear garden of his residence, asked.

When Fu Xi heard the old man's words, he was instantly both exasperated and amused; it turned out that, after all that circling, the old man had become obsessed with fishing.

The power of the roaming ghost was also extremely terrifying; within that mass of gray aura, an ancient white ghost hand extended.

Among the two bio‑warriors and the three Ghost River Sword Men, the Ghost River Sword Men were the weakest in both strength and personal attributes.

The golden jiao dragon, while launching its attack, transmitted a telepathic plea to Zhu Tianpeng! Clearly, its body had already been controlled by Sha Tong using special means, rendering it unable to act on its own.

Look, you now have heaven‑thunder and earth‑fire, dry wood and raging fire, colluding together; even Old Iron can't do anything to you.

Only by first breaking and then establishing can one let one's own battle‑spirit power fundamentally reshape one's flesh, thereby giving a battle‑spirit warrior the possibility to break through to the Sanctuary tier and ascend to the Illusion‑God tier.

Li Muran also took out all electronic devices with video and photo functions, and those who wanted to write something or leave something used them in turn.