Chapter 665: Sword Pointed at the Bohai Kingdom

Standing before the prefectural yamen of Huaizhou, looking at the fierce and ferocious soldiers before him in bloodstained military uniforms, Li Tingwang seemed to understand something. His mind gradually filled in the unknown details: after Tianjing Pass fell, the great camp at the foot of the mountain also fell in succession. The Crane Control Army changed into Luoyang Army uniforms and, with deliberate planning against the unprepared, launched a surprise attack on Huaizhou City.

Then came a snowballing rout.

And the garrison inside Huaizhou City was not large to begin with; Li Tingwang, to guard against accidents and also to facilitate escape,

She smiled, then we continued walking; not far away there was a nice hotel. She opened a room, and I followed behind her. I no longer cared about anyone's gaze. We went upstairs together and arrived at the room.

Seeing someone come to settle the bill, Li Donghan hurriedly stopped them. "Many thanks to you all for thinking highly of us; this round is on me. I hope you'll all visit again next time." Li Donghan was a perceptive person who could tell that the several people before him were no ordinary folk.

Only, after carefully observing and scrutinizing for a good while, he could not detect the slightest trace of anything masculine about her body or face.

So he decided that when he first entered the underground, he would more or less have to burst out of the blood-vessel tendrils. That way, not only could he escape, but he could also slightly block Jinluan's line of sight—after all, right now Jinluan did not even know where he was.

Her words were not finished, because Old Duke Qian's blade was not slashing toward Bizhu at all, but instead viciously hacking toward Zixuan's back.

Niba had finally met its nemesis, because a remark it had made earlier had shamed Situ Qing so thoroughly that she wished the ground would swallow her, so Niba's fate of being tormented was unavoidable.

When getting on the car, she waved to me, her hand waving quietly, her eyes watching me. As the car drove away, I slowly could no longer see her figure, and my heart felt a sense of loss.

When he was listening to the conversation between Long Chen and Elder Yan, he had already decided that he would not go kill the Crown Prince at all. The only reason he was still staying at Prince Chen's residence was Long Chen's cultivation of him, but now that Long Chen had decided to kill him, he of course would no longer take risks for him.

Chen Jinting could not help but turn his body, wanting to avoid the pale cold light that had suddenly shot out from the golden sphere.

I heard this fellow's words and was momentarily stumped. The person I like—who is it? From many angles, it was truly quite helpless; I actually could not recall for a moment.

"Brother Xinyi, I know you're very afraid of Zhu Mei'er going solo, and so am I," Lin Zhaohui said slowly.

Seeing Xianglong and the others approach, they stood up and ran together toward Xianglong. Ruth even threw herself into Xianglong's arms, looking especially sweet and adorable.

When he saw that the One-Horned Rhino King was actually stuck between the large trees, Qian Cheng's eyes lit up, as if he had thought of something, but to confirm this idea, he decided to observe for a while longer first.

The Bamboo Sword Venerable usually seemed to pay no attention to his master, but that was not actually the case. The Bamboo Sword Venerable's respect for the Shangfeng Old Daoist was something the sun and moon could attest to, something heaven and earth knew.

A bolt of Ninth Heaven lightning struck toward the shark demon, but unexpectedly it was drawn elsewhere by the spray of water churned up by the shark demon. At this moment, Shao Yan charged into the spot where the shark demon was spinning, and it was hard to guarantee he could destroy it.

"Silver Pixiu Bank…" Axin held the card, somewhat in a daze. This bank had been mentioned by people several times already, but Axin always had a vague feeling that he seemed to have some connection to this place.

"Father." Han Zhengping flew straight toward Han Yaori like a wronged child. Shao Yan did not stop him; rumor had it that Han Yaori was a fair-minded person, and in such matters, Shao Yan was not an unreasonable fellow.

At the highest point of the Dou Skill Arena, inside a VIP room that, compared to the other participating merchants, appeared somewhat old and even a bit shabby.

As for Zhaodi, he truly liked her too, but she was always neither warm nor cool toward him; only when he was sad and lonely did she seem to treat him a little better.