Chapter 96: Huang Niangmu's Identity

Liu Agong tightened his grip on the "chicken-feather duster," feeling a bit apprehensive himself.

Seeing his state, Huang Niangmu couldn't help but speak up: "Can't you act a bit more capable? Is it really necessary to be this scared?"

"You are human; you don't understand," Liu Agong said, utterly speechless.

"The flames on that little girl are simply too powerful. Even from such a distance, we can feel uncomfortable."

Hearing this, Huang Niangmu turned back to look at the other middle-aged man who had already retreated outside the pavilion.

He also had messy hair, a scruffy beard, and dull, lifeless eyes; he looked lost and dejected, like a beggar begging for alms.

The fact that China currently lacks a nationally standardized rifle is also the most headache-inducing issue; Wang Hanzhang is powerless regarding this. Furthermore, the artillery calibers differ; every nation has its own rifles, and every nation has its own artillery.

She originally intended to share weal and woe with Claudia and weather the storm together, but alas, the falling flowers have intent while the flowing water has no feeling; the other party's gradually closing heart left her with no way to approach.

"That is good. Our goal is not to join the battle; we only need to find a place to lie in ambush. The rest does not concern us," Liu Renjing said, though he did not finish his sentence. He could not let others know that the Turks were brought in by him; otherwise, they would truly be finished.

In the county government office, after drinking who knows how much inferior tea and deliberating back and forth with the county magistrate, the final result was simply to wait for reinforcements, or for a miracle from heaven.

"Hahaha." Hong Chenggou was very satisfied with Zhang Yuan's slickness and lack of greed for merit. In fact, in Hong Chenggou's eyes, your merit is yours; what is not yours will never be given to you. Zhang Yuan indeed had merit, and even if he did not greed for it, it could not be buried.

Lin Xiao had just taken a sip of tea; the moment Princess Yaorui finished speaking, Lin Xiao spat out the entire mouthful, then revealed an expression of utter disbelief.

Emotions, all kinds of emotions, intense emotions unlike any experienced in twenty years, surged one by one through his chest.

Tianba Tiger paused while looking at Wu Hao and said: "I see too many questions in you; I wonder if you can explain them." As he spoke, his sharp, gleaming eyes fixed tightly on Wu Hao.

Therefore, buying horses in Shaanxi was no problem at that time. At the time, a warhorse, a superior Mongolian horse, cost only eight taels of silver; a medium one cost seven taels, and a lower-quality one cost six taels, whereas a horse in the civilian market was valued at twenty-four taels.

Only after Honglian drew her number ticket did Sui Feng follow Honglian back to the area where Class One was located.

Alchemist... Lan Ningyi thought of this and immediately became overjoyed. How important an alchemist is to the Yunhe Sect, Wang Feng and Lan Ningyi both knew. For the current Yunhe Sect, if there were an alchemist to hold the position...

Because ordinary experts, after leaving the Fiery Pool, require at least three to five days of cultivation to stabilize the enhanced strength.

Lin Xinxin did not know Lin Xi's plans, but what made her happy was that by the next morning, Chen Zi'an had stopped mentioning the matter of going to help Lin Xinxin with her work.

To be honest, the image of Lord Mingyue at this moment was really not very good. Aside from a face smeared like a calico cat, the hairpin crown on his head was askew, and his clothes were disheveled. Those who knew he was the Demon King's subordinate were fine, but those who didn't would think he had escaped from some refugee camp.

Fu Liuyin vaguely felt uneasy. After barely getting through the morning, she pulled Zhao Xiao and headed straight for the dormitory.

Fang Fang watched with envy; those ornaments and fabrics looked high-quality. She only had velvet flowers and two silver hairpins to wear. She thought about borrowing them from her cousin for a few days, but would her cousin agree?

Wan Yuning reached out and hugged Fang Sheng's arm. Jiang Yuanzhou was completely unreliable; the only person she could rely on was Fang Sheng.

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