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Chapter 179: The Rivers and Passes Lock the Dragon

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In the large tent, Liu Sixia, disguised as a man, stood beside Li Shuang, eyes wide with curiosity as she stared at the scene inside.

The leaders of the Hu Ren knelt before Li Shuang, their faces wearing ingratiating expressions.

“Lord Tang, we submitted to the traitor Xiao Baoyin out of sheer coercion under his tyranny—we had no choice. Now that Lord Tang has come, we willingly turn back to your side; we beg you to accept us.”

Li Shuang propped his chin on one hand but did not respond immediately.

Xia Qingcheng turned and walked toward the ward door; she had come to visit a patient, but now everything was in chaos.

But the key point lies with that sniper leader—if he can’t be dealt with, all plans are just empty talk, meaningless.

Yet to kneel publicly and beg for mercy, then be beaten one by one—that was an unforgivable humiliation to him.

Xia Tian’s existence remained a great threat; though he wasn’t afraid of Xia Tian, he worried that one day Xia Tian might grow strong.

In the corridor, Fu Yuqing called out—no one expected her, who had been bedridden and listless, to suddenly appear, just in time to witness this scene.

But these people knew nothing of medicine and gave reckless orders; even if they caused deaths, it had nothing to do with him.

Jiang Yanfei guessed Xu Wei wouldn’t believe her; she smirked slyly, then stood on her toes right before her eyes and kissed Chen Fan on the lips—the scene’s sweetness exploded.

Completing two tasks at once—no matter how you look at it, the points earned must be more than Luo Hou’s, right?

Last month, Father just had his physical exam; all his vital signs were normal, with not a single sign of serious illness.

—System: Sun Simiao successfully refined “the lethal poison of the Nine-Headed Snake,” gained deeper understanding of toxins, and obtained partial Grandmaster Alchemist knowledge.

Before she could drift into idle thoughts, moments later, a deafening roar erupted—through a mosaic-like screen, a figure blasted out the door, followed by a fist charging forward without hesitation.

His muscles, like granite, suddenly swelled; his aura surged violently, then without hesitation, he extended his right hand.

Wang Chong had already learned of all the high-energy zones these two eagle-beaked monsters knew; thus, he became even more certain that the over three thousand zones he now knew likely covered nearly the entire area.

The group realized the girl was merely reciting the shopkeeper’s passage on “red sweat”—no matter how well written, it was utterly unoriginal.

This time she had learned her lesson; her steps were elusive and unpredictable, her body boneless as water—whenever Sang Bo’s limbs touched her, she slipped sideways like an eel, attempting to use his own method against him.

The old man, after using the ten-thousand-year ice jade bed to perform a secret technique, had entered a state of false death, losing all perception of the outside world—and thus had not heard Zhou Tai’s earlier words. At this moment, he still believed an enemy had invaded and Zhou Tai had been forced to awaken him.

Mo Yuer thought of her missing father; seeing this man, she instinctively felt she should help him, so she stayed.

He was right—she was a Mongol; everything about moving from the south to the capital was a lie.

The “Eye of Fate” could display the essence of things in data form. Through this wondrous perspective, Roland could see Vigrav’s physical attributes and professional abilities.

Chen Fei and Chen Da stood frozen upon hearing Chen Hu’s words; Chen Long, with slightly lower cultivation, sensed nothing—only watching his elder brother and Chen Da stare into the deep mountains of the Blood Knife Sect, their faces flickering with confusion.

What was it? Could it be the legendary ghost fire? Or had he truly encountered a ghostly maze? Otherwise, how could he have been spinning in place just now?

“Is this our final warship?” Many sighed inwardly; to fight alongside such a vessel made the final battle seem strangely uplifting.

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