Chapter 71

Another "splash" — the monster plunged into the water; I didn't even catch what it looked like, only a vague giant black shadow, somewhat snake-like.

To be honest, many villages in the county have been terrified by middlemen. These middlemen come to the countryside to buy grain — you can imagine how heartless they are.

The Iron City of the Western Desert also quietly became a supply hub for traveling merchant guilds, gradually flourishing. Li Yunlong single-handedly altered the warfare and defensive posture of the empire's northwest region — truly terrifying.

The uncle walked in with Guoguo and Duoduo; since they weren't familiar, Guoguo always followed the uncle's lead.

Ye Chen blinked in surprise — in such open, flat terrain, foot combat was a disadvantage; yet she actually wanted to fight him after mounting her steed?

They're all about the same type, just different in scale! The big wheel game had extremely simple on-site equipment.

"Bring me some honey water — the kind with three spoons," Guoguo said. Duoduo immediately prepared it; after drinking, her mouth and stomach finally felt better.

In the span of a single breath, the jar Kou Taizheng wanted was already calmly placed in his hands by Zi Ling Wang.

Because of Tang Lingfeng's annoying behavior, Chu Xinghe was unfairly labeled by Lü Yao as shameless, cunning, perverted, and other vile traits.

Ru Sanshui turned her head at the sound — it was Liang Yian, looking deeply troubled. Without hesitation, she nodded.

Ye Fan sighed helplessly and gave up. He practiced the "Nourishing Qi Technique," and gradually fell asleep; when he woke, it was already six in the morning.

Qin Ce furrowed his brows, his eyes brimming with murderous intent. He hadn't expected Xu San to be so vicious — using such low, despicable tactics.

Twin Wings Blades: Airelia throws one blade to a location, then releases Twin Wings Blades again to send the second blade to another location. The two blades fly toward each other's positions, crossing paths and damaging and stunning enemies.

The soldiers were all stunned; even the Four Judges didn't know what was happening. They'd only been on campaign for a few days — the Yin Son of Heaven was gone, the Crown Prince was gone, and now the Eight Virtuous Prince was taking power.

At this moment, Qin Tian's senior brother fell silent. After He Lan's series of explanations, he'd finally understood some things.

"Cough, cough — with your ability, you can surely tell if this recording is real or fake. I won't disturb you while you decide. Think it over carefully." Ye Fan found a seat, sat down, picked up a Demon Spirit Fruit, and bit into it. Now he thought the fruit was actually quite tasty.

Ye Feng sat calmly, looking utterly composed, but his companions Wu Dehai and others were still excited.

After watching Chu Chen depart, Ouyang Xuan and the others finally moved out. Along the way, they discussed how to properly handle Chu Chen's affairs.

Feeling he'd insulted them by walking off, Zhou Shu had no choice but to play along — ten push-ups were nothing.

In an instant, Chu Chen arrived above a valley — this was where the two ancestral elders of the Huan Clan had been in hibernation. Now, they had finally awakened — but too late. Several of their descendants who had passed the Tribulation had already been killed by them.

In the end, Zhang Fei struck again just as the Wuhuan army slowly retreated into camp, leading his Mobile Cavalry in another bloody slaughter, killing over a thousand.

The spectators saw nothing wrong — in fact, this was the wisest choice. If they were foolish enough to want to take punishment, they could choose to fight — but none of them were fools.

After washing up, Feng Qingchen vented the stifling pressure in her chest through punches and kicks. After finishing her self-defense form, she exhaled a long, relieving breath.

After working for over a year, Brother Yi finally decided to break free from the assembly line's constraints and become a full-time writer.

"A bunch of ignorant mortals! This is my 'home'! What 'department store'? What 'must be retrieved'? Nonsense!" Hei Tong muttered, swishing his fluffy tail toward the neatly arranged refrigerators.

Having completed the city wall ahead of schedule, Lu Chen allocated defense positions, letting the ten thousand Sacred Disciples and the Fanatic Legion familiarize themselves, then ordered everyone to rest on site.

Jian thought of this and swallowed hard — if she'd been kicked by Senior Sister just now, she'd have been obliterated instantly, not even a speck of her body left.

No wonder she's a wife — one glance, one gesture, and she knows exactly what you want.

"What's a mother?" Er Bao, hearing there was a surprise, became even more excited than Da Bao, darting straight to Bu Linglong's side and staring at her with wide eyes.

"Could something have happened?" Lian Yuncheng thought, pulling a large silver ingot from his pocket.

Realizing this possibility was highly likely, Jian Xiake and Niu Dandan didn't hesitate — they pulled out their water-repelling pearls and dove into the blue waters of the Eastern Sea.

The battle Lucas mentioned — the one that crushed the Polish cavalry regiment — was the honorable engagement that earned Wittmann the Iron Cross.

The doctor stared at the two, seeing neither made any move to pay; his expression grew peculiar.

She looked toward the distant mountains and realized she was outside a temple, where a monk chanted Buddhist mantras loudly.

Without warning, she slapped Tang Yi across the face. Though the slap didn't hurt Tang Yi, he was still momentarily stunned.

But now his eyes were open—far too strange. Han Xue Yi scrutinized him closely. Suddenly, she sensed a faint righteous energy emanating from Qin Yu's body, spreading outward like a mighty spiritual pressure ready to tear through heaven and earth. She quickly turned to Huang Qianwei.

Of course, she vastly underestimated Qin Ge's ability — at his peak, he could memorize clues and objects from three maps simultaneously. He'd only glanced at the map once, then recited the entire hidden chamber's layout — where equipment could be found, where clues lay — perfectly.

Yet though he thought this, he still clung to his last trace of unease, nervously gazing toward the final chamber of the grand hall.

In that instant, Yang Qingqing's gaze toward Quan Quan changed once more — now, Quan Quan seemed to radiate an inexplicable aura, one that could "stimulate" within her the stubborn devotion and longing for her dreams.