Chapter 588: Dragon

Through confiscating the weapons of the demon kings and demon generals, Xiao Yu confirmed one thing again: the Black Cobra Demon King is truly a big shot in the Western demon circles.

Because his underlings are ridiculously wealthy.

Almost every demon general's weapon was of "divine weapon" grade.

The crude criterion for a "divine weapon" is simply whether enough quality material was used.

For example, an iron spear, two meters long and as thick as a cup, forged from ordinary steel, would weigh only two or three hundred jin.

An Shou Luo's combat power was indeed formidable; his strength was immense, capable of smashing through a tree trunk with just a few punches.

"Ssshh!" The Japanese soldier spun his rifle in a circle, twisted hard, and Zhang San collapsed with a scream.

When Lu Qite spoke these words, he was actually looking at Li Beiye, because apart from the two of them, everyone present wasn't human and wouldn't know—this was normal—but for Li Beiye not to know was odd.

Compared to going on vacation with Uncle Bo and possibly experiencing something indescribable, Jiang Ran would rather be scolded by Mo Ye.

After Zhuang Yan appeared, more and more Lone Wolf Assault Team members emerged near the center point.

Because she no longer went out to play, her father and mother looked at her with increasing satisfaction and gentleness.

He made up his mind: no matter how difficult, he would press forward without hesitation to find his own path.

She had just calculated: selling all the bags and luxury items Chen Zhuo had given her as secondhand goods would exactly cover the compensation.

A local self-media outlet specializing in hot topics, daily life, and gossip heard the news and came over to report it as a local human-interest story—this was perfectly normal, and no one would doubt the self-media's motives.

Where was the target? In the bushes or in the fleeing car? The leader had to decide; subordinates dared not act on their own. The bushes were too dense—if they got killed, it would be a huge loss, extremely dangerous.

Teachers' salaries elsewhere wouldn't be nearly so high; a typical monthly wage of two thousand yuan was already good. News reports of unpaid teacher salaries were common, revealing the situation clearly.

A terrifying howl sounded beside her ear; the air screamed. Que didn't hesitate—she rolled sideways, using every muscle still functional to hurl herself away.

Ding Wu stepped forward, and the remaining twenty-odd strongmen scrambled backward in terror, afraid that if they moved a second too slow, the blades would be at their throats.

Upon hearing those ten words, Lei Zhitai, with his decades-hardened heart of iron, couldn't help but be deeply moved.

After inquiring, Dongfang Yunyang received a frustrating piece of news: Nan Gong Liuli was currently away on assignment and not in Changfan City.

Without that thing, even if it didn't completely lose its sense, it could no longer interfere here; even if the Perpetual had many divine realms and spare bodies, this place had already fallen.

Meanwhile, the Fangshi had no idea what expression to wear to reflect his current emotions.

Lin Chu nodded at her with a smile; though worry still lingered at the corners of his brows, all he could do now was do his best and leave the rest to fate. He hoped Zhang Wei's parents would be open-minded for once and understand what their child truly wanted.

Lin Chu thought this might be a good opportunity to completely crush Guo Peng's desire to write.

The newly appointed border defense commander returned home, laden with honors earned by his soldiers' lives sacrificed in battle.

The one who opened the door was a young man in his twenties; his features were decent enough, but he had a long horse face.

After this strike, Ma Dai had no capacity to counterattack—he was like a lamb awaiting slaughter, entirely at Zhang Xiu's mercy.

One of them said nothing and launched a high roundhouse kick straight at my head. I was about to raise my hand to block it—but Xue Meiyan suddenly shoved me hard to the side, and the big man's high kick landed squarely on Xue Meiyan's head with a loud "thud."