Chapter 439: Charging in silence, dying in silence!

Reinforcements, they have finally arrived!

At this moment, even Alvin could not help but feel his eyes grow moist, moved that the Emperor had finally been reliable for once and had not abandoned His devout subjects.

In the short span of a few days, Alvin had come to realize just how terrifying the Tyranids truly were.

An evolution speed that defied imagination, a despair-inducing rate of reproduction, combined with a collective hive mind—they were a race born for war!

"Tell the Decepticons for me—"

As a precaution, Liu Yong had long since sent word for Gan Ning to meet them on the water fifty miles upstream and patrol the river.

The soldier was threatened again and felt angry, but he also caught the drift and, worried that something truly major was afoot, softened his tone: "You wait here; I shall go report this to the Prefect." With that, he vanished in a flash.

"Giddyap." The village head urged his horse toward the pit. As for the village head dismounting before the pit and grabbing the horse whip and reins with one hand to look into the pit?

Di Yu Sheng, Xing Wandai, Yin Xietang, and the young lad all had their expressions change abruptly; they all felt it—a far more terrifying storm of death arriving from behind.

Between the offense and defense, there were no scenes of overflowing Qi, only solid killing intent and dangerous strikes, yet it made the onlookers even more terrified.

A moment later, Gu Yan said: "The soldiers attacking my gang have appeared in Dongsheng Town and several villages under it. I will tell the gang members now: if you encounter soldiers attacking you, kill them if you can win, and avoid them if you cannot." He then announced what he had said within the gang.

Shen Binan possessed a peerless, ten-thousand-fold charm; that beautiful face seemed heaven-crafted, and that graceful figure seemed carved inch by inch—not a fraction too much, not a fraction too little.

When Yimeng and Chang'e arrived before the gate and saw Sun Wukong holding the Ruyi Golden Cudgel and Tianpeng tied up like a mummy, they knew without needing to think that this was a case of coming to settle scores.

As Fatty finished his grand meal with a look of enjoyment, the next second, Fatty's aura began to climb sharply. Before long, it was already on par with the White Hedgehog.

If he lent out his gloves, he would have to grind his hands himself. He often moved bricks and knew he didn't want to grind the skin off his hands; if the skin was ground off, he couldn't move bricks with bare hands, and wearing gloves wouldn't be comfortable either—the salt would sting.

"Ruoxian, Xi Qin is running toward the formation now. She's such a weakling, she definitely can't break the formation. This is a good opportunity; should we try?" Jiu Yu didn't know where she pulled a handkerchief from, wiped the corners of her mouth clean, and then spoke.

Fortunately, the scoundrels had just started and only tore her outer garment a few times; they hadn't touched any places they shouldn't have.

However, Ying Fusu had neither the time nor the opportunity to return to Taiyuan Commandery or Xianyang to cast any divinations.

"What a huge commotion just now; it's good you're alright." Xu Ying held Xu Yunzhi's hand and wouldn't let go, her face full of worry.

Xu Yunzhi had drawn wheat flowers for her on the mud ground. Although they had only spent a short ten days or so together, Xu Yunzhi knew that Xu Yun was a gentle and strong girl.

Everything was just as Han Lai had anticipated: the people behind Kuang Wang would not let him suffer the consequences alone. Otherwise, given his personality, he would have been eager to claim all the credit; how would he have come to find the two of them to share the burden?

After the two got into the car, Yan Jin began trying to start the vehicle, but because he was unfamiliar with his car, he made mistakes here and there. Finally, Seier could no longer bear to watch.

Xi Qin was stunned. Although it didn't hurt, that feeling of being insulted immediately caused tears to overflow from her eyes.

Zhang Ziqi called out to her. He held the seven-piece pouch that had been placed on the round table. Song Duan responded, walked over to take it, met Zhang Ziqi's smiling eyes, smiled back, performed a squatting salute, and whispered a farewell.

Those techniques released using Qi that possess intense impact are exactly what Feng Hongge needs.

The warmth radiating from his palm burned against her skin, and Yun Duo felt as if her whole body were about to catch fire.