Chapter 709: Red Steed

Although these people were here to watch the excitement, Seeing Pei Ye and Zhu could not merely watch.

Seeing Pei Ye tugged on the reins and turned his horse around: "Let's go take a closer look."

Zhu Gaoyang nodded, and the two riders galloped upstream along the bank.

The rain and mist seemed to be pouring down from this very direction. The further they galloped, the dimmer the light became, and the rain grew denser and colder. The mist flowed with the texture of sheer gauze, brushing past them toward their backs.

Seeing Pei Ye looked toward the river surface; at this moment, he could vaguely see—

Although the situation at the other two new camps was the same, they were much better off than the new recruits on Ding Li's side. After all, there were no completed stockades there, and the veteran soldiers assigned there were mixed in with the new recruits, so there was no great difference for the new recruits at those two camps regarding dinner and setting up camp.

High above in the firmament, after those twenty swords paused briefly, they miraculously began to fly again, combining into one great sword.

But now—sigh, because of Wang Lu's stubbornness, apart from light weapons, everyone didn't even bring an automatic grenade launcher.

Without waiting for Tang Feng to prepare, she let out a cold shout, then immediately erupted with power, throwing herself toward Tang Feng as she flew over.

"Blackie, if you're going to put it that way, then I'll have to get serious with you!" Watching Qin Mo, who was lying in ambush ahead, begin to lead men to clear the battlefield, Ding Li also slowed his horse's pace significantly. Anyway, Li Gui was already a grasshopper after the autumn, unable to jump for many more days, so Ding Li cast a look full of malice toward Blackie.

A portion of the fleeing fleet, having no other way out, risked their lives to jump into a universe they deemed relatively safe. The vast majority of the fleets that made such a choice were torn to shreds by the Empire's trans-spatial firepower, while the remaining portion drifted in the void, slowly disintegrating once their energy was exhausted.

It is a pity there was the treacherous official Qin Hui, who colluded with the Jin people and betrayed the country for glory. Furthermore, because Zhao Gou was selfish and feared the return of the Huizong and Qinzong emperors to reclaim the throne, these foolish monarchs and treacherous officials reached a tacit understanding. They disregarded the fate of the common people and the hearts of the populace, acting perversely, destroying their own Great Wall, and murdering the loyal and virtuous, all to seek peace with the Jin state and kneel as subjects.

Overhead, four halos of merit—purple, red, yellow, and green—trembled faintly. Before long, a wisp of cyan halo flashed behind the green ring.

If Wang Bi'an were surrounded by zombies in the center of Yinjiang Town, Xie Ling, empty-handed, wouldn't even be able to protect herself, let alone save him.

The Huang snake's twin wings trembled slowly, and suddenly it let out a long cry; for a time, heaven and earth shook! Its cry was like a green phoenix emerging from the clouds, soaring into the sky, and then circling and twisting countless times beyond the nine heavens. But that soaring movement was already beyond the sight of mortals, and one could only imagine it from afar based on the traces of a few scales and claws.

It seems that since ancient times, only those refined gentlemen could create such unforgettable stories or poems.

However, as the lair of the Sky Fire Sect, aside from some defensive traps, arrays, and the like, there shouldn't be any other major dangers.

"Correct, the Dao of monarch and subject is not the way I treat my ministers. No matter how high the majestic imperial power stands, human sentiment is ultimately unavoidable. I am not a monarch who is ignorant of the people or the ministers, so there is nothing that cannot be served. Do you know why the imperial court is currently conducting a large-scale selection of talent?" She also wanted to take this opportunity to test them.

He lunged violently toward Lin Yu, his large hand reaching out, and as his Qi surged, that hand seemed to transform into a hand that could prop up the heavens.

This method of using essence blood to stimulate the power of a spiritual artifact is the most primitive and barbaric way; in the cultivation world, it is only used on some savage planets.

And he believed this deeply. The final result of any chess game must rely on the accumulation of these most basic advantages; that is what is called victory.

Ning Qiwei was still engrossed in pondering Prime Minister Liang's words just now when she was suddenly passed into the hands of another person. Now in her infancy, Ning Qiwei's skin was delicate, and the slightest friction made it ache painfully. Feeling the pain on her skin, Ning Qiwei let out a soft hum.