Chapter 104

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Protagonist:

Milton

Mins

Qin Ruyan knew very well that everything Qingyang said was the truth; whether it was being besieged by demon monkeys or by the Nanling Three Evils, at the time the other side held an overwhelming advantage, and merely having three additional Qi Refining-level spirit insects would fundamentally be unable to turn the situation around.

Most of the people present had never heard of something like the Bloodsucking Vine; now, hearing Duan Rusong speak of the Bloodsucking Vine's characteristics, many felt a chill run down their spines, and looking again at Zhong Santong's already sunken thigh, everyone couldn't help but shiver.

This is indeed a method; Wang Yinlong should take extra care of her for the sake of my face; the only problem is that the Jinsha Gang is a jianghu faction, here today and gone tomorrow, especially since this time they have provoked the Prefect of Kaiyuan Prefecture, who knows — they might be wiped out by government troops any day.

Suddenly, a hoarse voice rang out beside Jiang Yuan's ear, the voice full of cold air, as if coming from a ghost in Hell. Hearing this voice, Jiang Yuan couldn't help but shudder.

Unaware of the matters behind her, she crawled inch by inch, bit by bit moving forward; everywhere she reached was stained a blurry, bloody red.

The remaining tribal chiefs were either drunk on the spot, or embracing beauties, some gnawing, some doing.

Murong Bai sat down slowly, his gaze appearing strained; this swallowed anger was simply scorching his backside.

Although Mingyue Building's ability to gather intelligence is top-tier, it rarely helps people investigate others, and would never easily reveal someone else's information.

Xu Chu perceived that Yuan Tan intended to protect him, but he also had to show genuine determination; otherwise, even if the Lord still employed him, he would be too ashamed to remain here.

Regarding the Han Realm's lands, in terms of prosperity, naturally none can compare to great metropolises like Chang'an and Luoyang.

His mouth agreed fearfully, but his heart grew increasingly anxious; the thumb-sized combination lock sat motionless embedded on the cabinet, yet his fingers trembled so badly he couldn't even press the buttons.

Even a novice Sword Saint's damage against an intermediate Sea Demon Beast is extremely limited, and that is only when they attack parts of the intermediate Sea Demon Beast's body that lack scale defense; if they strike the scales, there is fundamentally not a bit of effect.

The Steward took the box from the Shop Assistant's hands and handed it to Qinglian; Qinglian opened it lightly, and the whole room seemed to glow — all kinds of exquisite jewelry and famous diamonds filled the view, dazzling the eyes so one could barely keep them open.

The burly Black man also didn't rush to move, looking at Zhao Gan with great interest; in his memory, it had been a very long time since anyone from Outside dared to provoke him like this.

Ye Xueying's body was shrinking back; Wang Defang looked at the bright red palm print on her face, and his heart suddenly clenched.

Xiao Yan took out the Energy Bead; fortunately he had preserved it back then; this bead cannot be used continuously, but last time he did not use up all of its energy.

That ronin seemed to sense danger, leaned his body back, and sidestepped to dodge my sword technique. Seeing one move fail to hit, I was startled; there was no time to think further — the Dragon Chant Sword bounced off the ground, my body leapt up again, the Dragon Chant Sword in my hand not daring the slightest slack, wrist turning, thrusting straight for the ronin's eyes.

The giant threw away the wooden stick, let out a loud cry, used both hands to grab his injured foot, hopped on one leg, and fled in panic into the Distance.

"Spring and Autumn's item?" Lao Lai's two rat eyes instantly widened round, even the hands holding the cup trembled slightly; obviously, if this wine cup is truly as he says, then it would count as a national treasure.

Once the official's gavel fell, the scene instantly quieted down. Everyone's gazes gathered on Zhen Shifeng — there was fear, there was hatred, there was sympathy, but most held a trace of puzzlement and incomprehension, as if looking at a monster, their eyes full of curiosity.

Until later, someone suddenly found him and gave him a letter; the messenger only said they were from Jinling; after he read the letter and learned the whole story, he hurried non-stop toward Jinling, but hadn't even gotten halfway when he heard the news of her death, while Chen Yu happened to brush past him and was taken away to Liaojin.

As he neared Chang'an, Huang Liangsheng never expected that his unworthy words not only failed to achieve the purpose of sensationalism, but instead invited trouble.

Crossbow Carts and Thunderclap Carts can only hit distant enemies; if the Jiangdong Navy disregards losses and charges forward for close combat, even if Lv Meng succeeds in crossing the river, he will suffer heavy casualties.

"Don't underestimate the enemy, Wufang; today I called you here to see just how much power your family's Black Tiger Fist combined with your Earth Attribute Dou Qi can muster. Don't end up beating someone to death..." Gao Yan said half-jokingly.

Li Xianzhang poured himself a cup of wine, didn't rush to drink; at some unknown time, he had grown fond of days like this — heaven and earth desolate, mountains and rivers desolate, people also desolate; Li Xianzhang previously said this was called mutual sympathy among sufferers, later after drinking wine he shook his head and said this was called kindred spirits.

The commotion on this side obviously attracted attention; some students passing by the school gate stopped one after another to watch.

Seeing the enemy cavalry broken and turning around, Cao Hong excitedly raised his weapon, about to lead his troops to join the pursuit.

However, such a peaceful and auspicious beautiful scene, a paradise beyond the world, was about to be destroyed by the flames of war; on the largest city gate at the bottom Center, at this moment it was continuously being bombarded by repeating crossbows and fire stones.

Hearing this, everyone present couldn't help but sigh; who would have thought that Ruan Hongling, who once reddened half the sky, would actually have such a tragic fate.

Just then a flight attendant came over; seeing the two of them sitting like this, she naturally came over to remind them. Zhou Yanqing opportunely released his hand; Cheng Xunxun sat back in her seat, turning her head to gaze at him with burning eyes, not uttering a sound.