Chapter 179: The River of Passes Vainly Locks the Ancestral Dragon's Dwelling

Inside the great tent, Liu Sixia, disguised as a man, stood beside Li Shuang, her eyes wide with curiosity as she stared at the scene unfolding within the tent.

The leaders of the Hu Ren knelt before Li Shuang, their faces displaying expressions of flattery.

"Duke of Tang, we submitted to the traitor Xiao Baoyin only under the pressure of his tyranny; we had no choice. Now that Duke of Tang has arrived, we voluntarily return to the righteous path and beg your grace to accept us."

Li Shuang propped his chin with one hand and did not immediately respond.

Xia Tian turned and walked out of the ward; she had come to visit the patient, but now everything had turned into a mess.

But the key point lay with that gunman leader; if they could not deal with him, all plans would be mere empty talk, utterly meaningless.

Yet to kneel before the crowd begging for mercy and then be beaten one by one by them was, for him, an absolute and supreme humiliation.

Xia Tian's existence remained a huge threat; although he was not afraid of Xia Tian, he still worried: what if one day Xia Tian grew powerful?

In the corridor, Fu Yuqing shouted out; no one expected that Fu Yuqing, who had been so ill she could only lie in bed, would suddenly appear and happen to witness this scene.

But these people did not understand medicine and were giving orders at random; even if they caused deaths, it had nothing to do with him.

Jiang Yanfei guessed that Xu Wei would not believe her; a cunning smile curled her lips as she rose onto her tiptoes and kissed Chen Fan's mouth right before Xu Wei's eyes, the sweetness of the scene instantly exploding.

Completing two tasks at once; no matter how one looked at it, the points gained must surely exceed Luo Hou's, right?

Last month, Father had just finished his physical examination; all his health indicators were normal, with not the slightest sign of impending serious illness.

— System: Sun Simiao successfully refined the "Deadly Poison of the Nine-Headed Snake," gaining a deeper understanding of poisons and obtaining partial information on the Grand Master Alchemist realm.

Before she could indulge in wild speculation, moments later, amidst earth-shattering shouts, a figure could be seen bursting through the door like a bolt of lightning through a mosaic-like light curtain, accompanied by a fist charging forward without hesitation.

He saw his granite-like muscles suddenly swell, his entire aura erupting; immediately afterward, he extended his right hand without hesitation.

The two Eagle-Bill Monsters knew the high-energy regions, and Wang Chong had already learned of them; thus, Wang Chong became even more certain of his own idea: the roughly 3,000 regions he currently knew about probably covered nearly all regions.

The group realized that what the Miss had silently written was merely the "Red Sweat" the shopkeeper had mentioned; no matter how well the characters were written, was it not utterly devoid of originality?

This time, she had learned to be clever; her footwork was strange and unpredictable, her body as if boneless; as soon as Sanbo's hands or feet touched her, she slipped sideways like a loach, attempting to use his own methods against him.

It turned out that after the old man used the Secret Technique on the Ten-Thousand-Year Cold Jade Bed, he entered a state of false death, losing all perception of the outside world; naturally, he had not heard Zhou Tai's words just now. At this very moment, he still believed an enemy had invaded, and that Zhou Tai had been forced to awaken him.

Mo Yu'er thought of her missing father; seeing this person, she instinctively felt she should help, so she simply stayed behind.

He spoke the truth; she was a Mongol, and everything about migrating from the south to Jingcheng was merely a ruse.

The "Eye of Fate" could reveal the essence of things in a data-driven manner. Through this marvelous perspective, Roland could see Viglaf's physical attributes and professional abilities.

Chen Fei and Chen Da heard Chen Hu's words and stood still without moving; Chen Long's cultivation was slightly lower and sensed nothing, seeing only his eldest brother and Chen Da gazing toward the deep mountains of the Blood Blade Sect, their faces flashing with confusion.

What could it be? Was it the legendary ghost fire? Or had he truly encountered a ghost wall? Otherwise, why had he been walking in circles in the same spot just now?

"Is this our final warship?" Many sighed inwardly; cooperating with such a warship, the final battle seemed as if it would become incredibly exhilarating.