Chapter 698: General Meng Yi

The battle at Yanmen Pass began at 9: 0 a. . and ended past 2: 0 p. .

From 9: 0 a. . until 2: 0 p. ., Meng Yi remained the main force, charging at the very front.

After the battle ended and other soldiers returned to Yanmen Pass, he had to stay outside to prevent accidents; then, upon returning to the pass, he had to escort the dying brothers and comfort the wounded.

By the time he returned to the Grand General's tent, dusk was near.

Of course, this mother-son relationship wasn't real—it existed only for the sake of their organization.

Li Luo hadn't expected Hao Xin to know his name, since in his mind he'd never told his husband his name, and his husband had never asked. He came this time mainly to check if Hao Xin had woken up—after all, Hao Xin had fallen into a coma because of him, so he bore some responsibility.

Within the displeased heart, even curses arose: If not for the Jiang family's great stature, I'd have divorced her long ago; if she died in childbirth today, it'd be perfect—I could take Lan Xiang as a concubine, and this servant who abuses power with his master's backing—I'll make you pay someday.

Their method of selecting candidates was through test subjects—or rather, the virus chose their successor.

"You just said you don't know his thoughts, so you can't figure it out—but if you did know, could you then find a solution?" Cheng Yan played with his teacup, then slammed it down, and a thought struck him.

Thus, even though the Spirit Wards had been repelled and this location held, the morale of Gang Ze's human soldiers remained terrifyingly low, for they saw no hope—and where there is no hope, only despair remains.

Lin guessed it was very likely. Whether Lu Jiu or Xue Ye Han, their origins must have been at the very top of society—who would have time to linger endlessly in a game?

"Yes. Your mother came yesterday too. It was your spouse who took her away." Gu Ming spoke up to explain.

"I heard your name is An." Gu Ming's voice came through the speaker. At this moment, Ao Xue and Xu Hui Nan were sitting inside the monitoring room, along with Ya Xue, who had just been brought in.

"Huh?" Ao Xue mumbled sleepily, still half-asleep—on weekends, she always loved to sleep in; being woken up clearly annoyed her.

On the third day of confinement, as they ate lunch around the table, Ye Weizhou held his chopsticks, idly poking at rice grains, uninterested, occasionally glancing up at the opposite side.

Still some distance from the Personnel Department office, Ye Weizhou faintly thought he heard Ye Shenxing's voice.

Guo Yi roughly calculated: to advance the Thunder Technique in his Four Symbols Body Refinement Scripture to the second level, he'd need to expend at least three full rounds of blood qi.

But even if uncontrollable, it had to be controlled—Wu Rao and Wen Qing aimed to accomplish the impossible, and of course it wouldn't be easy; plainly put, if Wu Rao lost to Wu Yanjiu, it meant the Wu family would change masters, and Wu Rao's face would be utterly lost.

In the past, similar transit stations could only be fixed in one location, locked to a single channel—moving them required resetting the channel, consuming vast amounts of time; in short, it was extremely troublesome.

"We have so many people at Tiger Fang Village—even if he's strong, he can't defeat us all together! Everyone, attack!" shouted the leader who had been whistling.

All Li Donglin felt was: How is this guy acting like an idiot? Why didn't he just leave something behind first? Come help?

Now, under intense pain, Chu Ming's spiritual power had begun to spiral out of control.

In that instant, Luo Yutian felt a searing flame blazing across every inch of his body.

Meteors bloomed across the starry sky, holding each other's tenderness—may this moment last forever, with no end in sight.

"Well…" Li Yuanji fell silent, lifted his teacup to sip, then gave a subtle glance to Song Zhilun beside him.