Chapter 326: Tang Tang

Tang Tang was in a relatively good mood today.

In the morning, Tang Tang went with her mother and grandmother to buy vegetables at the market; the grandmother in Tang Tang's heart referred to Fourth Aunt.

Fourth Aunt was a native of Binhai and was already fifty-one this year; by calculation, she was a few years younger than Jiang Yingxue.

But people's fates differ—she had struggled her whole life, and at over fifty, she still had to work as a nanny; fortunately, she met Ruan Hongzhuang, who treated her well in every way, so she considered herself lucky.

She had just arrived at Shen

He still looked reluctant, but after Xia Nuannuan said something else, Shen Zihao nodded impatiently.

Fresh greenery seeped through the weathered wood; tender sprouts pushed up from the dusty cracks in the ground; delicate petals had somehow appeared on the rag hanging from the waiter's shoulder, making the rag seem almost noble.

Three huge "eradication" marks instantly stunned everyone; eradication meant death—the true, final kind, and no one could face death and remain calm.

But Liu Shuangshuang had no mercy; she bit her teeth and shoved all the villagers away with qi force. Before the villagers could even comprehend what had happened, Xue Qingzhao was dragged off running.

Qi Yin asked Yu Yunsheng again why he had struck Qi Luan, and upon learning it was because Yan Shu had kept visiting Luan'er, Qi Yin's anger largely dissipated; he narrowed his eyes and regarded Yan Shu and Qi Luan with thoughtful silence.

Everything that happened on the starship was merely curiosity-driven viewing for most of the audience.

Fortunately, Lei Jue had gone ahead to give a heads-up; even though Nangong Ling didn't fully believe it, she still made some preparations.

Artists finally received proper recognition and gained attention from some people; their lives gradually improved.

Not long after, Yun Liuyan's group arrived in the western capital of Xilin; Yun Muxue lifted the carriage curtain to admire the scenery outside.

The dark figure was a blade thrust into the heart of the enemy army—unbeatable, unkillable, inducing despair; fortunately, troops suddenly stormed the wall, coming within three feet of Fang Ruohua.

But the moment he spoke, it was as if God had declared, "Let there be light," and all the light in the world gathered upon him.

Yet these were the spirit herbs Xue Hao had demanded from the Mu family; to Mu Ming, however, none of them qualified as spirit herbs.

Immediately, the people behind him summoned spiritual power, channeling it into the bodies of those lying unconscious; soon, they all woke up.

Upon entering, he launched a furious barrage of slaps at the drivers and guards; in an instant, five or six were knocked to the ground, groaning.

In terms of training methods, equipment, and combat capability, they were on par with the First Division of the Imperial Guard.

How bad were they? All their teeth had been pulled out, their fingernails torn off, and each had lost his left ear.

"You… what exactly do you mean? Are you going to surrender?" Sandra's face darkened; he wanted Jiang Nan to say it aloud himself, so he could savor his triumph.

Following the information from the Dimension Ring, Yuan Ying's body emitted a series of crisp snaps, as if a door had opened; his cultivation base instantly broke through to Mahayana Early Stage, and at the same time, a profound, vast power surged forth from his dantian like bamboo shoots after rain.

"Aren't you seeing how panicked, tense, and helpless Guoguo is right now?" Jiang Nan said again.

Zhao Qian was clearly the highest-ranking leader among those present, aside from the Four Generals; he was merely startled by the Four Generals' death.

Luo Tian asked uncertainly: "Mother, why let him go? Don't forget—he's the one who once tried to kill us." Anger flared in his heart; had it not been for He Min's words just now, he would have made He Xing suffer a painful death.

After a brief exchange, the spirit entity was deeply afraid of Long Qianxun, terrified that Long Qianxun would cause it to vanish utterly from this world.

The newcomer did not answer, but slowly raised the weapon in his hand. By the moonlight, Wu Yuanzi could see it was a single-handed greatsword, entirely black and crudely forged; the blade appeared almost unsharpened—calling it a "greatsword" might be generous; "firewood stick" would be more fitting.