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Chapter 95

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On the morning of October 22nd at 6 AM, Han Han suddenly shoved both hands into his trouser pockets and strolled past the newsstand with a casual air.

Miss Jin at the newsstand turned her head, and her eyes immediately lit up.

"Han Han!"

She ran over from behind, bouncing with excitement, holding the freshly printed "80s' Strongest Voice" in both hands, and skipped along beside him.

"What a coincidence! You didn't buy a magazine? I heard they also published a few of your articles in it. Are you..."

Regarding the current situation in Chenliu, if there were even the slightest chance of victory, Guo Jia would not have advised Cao Cao to withdraw from Chenliu. It wasn't that the Cao camp's military strength was weak, but rather that Jingxiang was too treacherous. For several consecutive days, Pang Shanmin deployed troops and dispatched generals beneath Chenliu's city walls. After Guo Jia observed from the city tower, he still couldn't grasp the pattern of Jingxiang's military maneuvers. Such an opponent was unprecedented.

However, in this campaign against Hefei, Liu Bei became the most crucial link in Zhou Yu's scheme. Originally, Zhou Yu had thought that offering Jiangdong generous profits would be enough to allow Liu Bei to regroup and rejoin the great struggle for the Central Plains. But now, things had come to a point where Zhou Yu discovered that Liu Bei's attitude was vastly different from his previous estimation of him.

The people on the flying warship watched Xiao Cheng return completely unharmed and all heaved a sigh of relief. At the same time, they grew even more awed by Xiao Cheng. In this situation, the City Lord not only led the Emei army into a trap but also escaped unscathed. The City Lord was truly an extraordinary person.

On the way back, I and Brother Cheng Xin discovered another strange matter: since Master and the others had already been to the Northeastern Old Forest, why didn't they collect demon souls? After all, the road to Kunlun was fraught with danger along the way, so wouldn't having demon souls be better?

"Do you know what 'lala' means in the alien language I often mention?" Cheng Dong fought to the end.

Pitu, confident it could carry a big fellow weighing up to 150 kilograms, invited its companion to the plaza for a test flight. To make the companion sit comfortably, it also used what it had learned to deform its back, forming a comfortable saddle. Yu Zhe was very happy. He put on his exploration gear, jumped onto "Wu Ga's" back, and let it begin to fly.

After enjoying the benefits and conveniences brought by tremendous power, what would it feel like to lose these things one day?

"Gaga ga—When Commander Shi gives an order, when has Tong Tu ever not dared?" Tong Tu cackled twice. He was always taciturn and rarely exercised his vocal cords, so no matter what sound he made, it sounded strange. The others were used to it and no longer found it strange.

If, because of the matter with Cao Hong, Cao Cao did not attack Shouchun but instead turned to attack Luoyang, then Luoyang would face an extremely difficult test.

Wang Kun didn't stay in Jingcheng for too long. On one hand, although his own status and rank were sufficient to participate in this event, appearing among a pile of generals and officials as a civilian figure always carried a sense of incongruity.

Just as the words fell, a figure shrouded in black mist appeared in everyone's line of sight. Along with the appearance of this black figure, in the invisible atmosphere of this martial arena, there appeared a slight sense of suffocation that made people feel oppressed.

"Ten billion purple crystals!" VIP Box No. 2's Lone Star Master raised the bid to a new height again. Moreover, the void trembled, and he actually walked onto the auction stage himself. The Lone Star Master wore a golden robe with nine coiling dragons, a purple-gold crown on his head, hands clasped behind his back, and an air of a king.

Zhuo Ling's gaze tightened, and all the muscles in his body tensed up. He just couldn't believe that Xu Beiguan's subordinates would open fire and kill someone inside their room. "Want to shoot? You haven't taken off the safety." He reminded.

"Great Power Demon Blade, Demon Thunder, Demon Lightning!" Qingshan shouted loudly. A huge black hole suddenly appeared in the center of the blade's thunder, and almost in an instant, with a heaven-splitting roar, a bolt of ink-black lightning as thick as a water bucket descended, striking the Nian Beast directly.

If Ou Guansheng was truly the one who framed their parents and caused their wrongful deaths, then he deserved to be punished by the law. No matter how kind the mask he wore now was, she would not show mercy.

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