Chapter 725: Eat People, Drink Blood

Before coming to Yanmen Pass, Xiao Yu only knew of Li Si, a famous Li of the Qin dynasty.

Hmm, in the Qin dynasty, the right was honored; hairpins were twisted to the right. Li Si was more famous and held greater power, yet he was merely the Left Chancellor.

The Right Chancellor, Feng Quji, was more unfamiliar to Xiao Yu... she knew Xin Qiji.

After learning the general situation of Dai Commandery and Li Xin's forces, Xiao Yu suddenly regained a faint memory of this "Old General Li" from her past life.

"Yes." When mentioning his master, Hongyi frowned. He wondered how Shi Yao knew the pill had been left to him by his master.

"Don't be upset, don't be upset—only I saw it; no one else came in!" Saying this, she pulled a half-damp towel from the washstand and passed it inside.

Everyone dared not delay, rushing to push the stone door inward. With the push, the door responded. Amid a groaning "creeeak... creeeak!!," it finally opened.

Yuan Ling strongly agreed with this, because Bian's true form was a silver staff—he still didn't understand what the staff was, but he now knew it was no ordinary object, likely the legendary treasure.

Wu Ding, seeing he had lost an arm, was badly wounded, yet spoke calmly as if nothing had happened, could not help but regard him with new respect for the first time.

After another ten minutes of travel, under the spotlight's beam, they finally made a new discovery.

Several Ghost Kings engaged in hand-to-hand combat inside had already been blasted out; all were gravely wounded, faces pale, their once-solid soul bodies showing signs of disintegration.

Shi Yao knew that Hui Ke had sized her up the moment he arrived, saw she had no spiritual energy, and had no intention of rescuing them immediately. But now, aside from invoking Yun Ye, she could do nothing.

As for Zhang Xueling, sweat glistened on her forehead; though she hadn't expended as much physical strength as Li Dong, it was clear the intense exertion had left her utterly drained.

The most likely scenario was that the Song family adopted her as an adopted son, and specifically under Fifth Master's name—but all the senior sons were dead; who in their right mind would become an adopted son to a dead man, unless it was a formal succession?

But with over a hundred enemies, how could Wei Liang and the others possibly draw away most of them? How could Ye Hua ever get a chance to rush back and reclaim the wagon?

All guild members knew that Banbu Wa Wa was the leader's cousin and highly "favored." Though she rarely spoke or interfered in guild affairs, once she made a decision, it was virtually irreversible—even the leader had to accommodate her.

On his arms and legs, the tendons bulged, veins standing out on the skin as if about to burst at any moment.

The Japanese air force's dispersed deployment, especially the thirty-plus Japanese aircraft taking off from Luoyang Airfield and annihilated east of Weinan by Lu Tao's Sixth Air Division, left Ji Muzhenyi and Tu Qiao Yici's forces in Guanzhong clearly lacking aerial cover.

After He Yingqin's envoy negotiated with the Japanese, both sides agreed to withdraw simultaneously. At midnight, Fu Zuoyi angrily ordered a retreat. The final battle of the Great Wall Campaign thus ended.

Zhou Qimin's words dripped with naked contempt and even disdain, unaware that when Xue Dong fell into Mu Xiaofeng's hands, it was due to his own mismanagement—and in his own struggle against Mu Xiaofeng, he had been on the losing side.

The professor glanced at the surveillance cameras in the corner; each camera held three bullets, and there were four cameras here.

In this short time, Hua Tuo had been erased twice. He stared at the miraculous Xia Feng, then suddenly knelt down and said, "General Xia, I wish to become your disciple. Please accept me." He bowed his head to Xia Feng.