Chapter 207: 205, The Dead A'bang (1/1)

205, The Dead A'bang (1/1)

"A'bang Ghost Pill Formula: Gather various ghost herbs, decoct them together under the Six Ghost Yin Lamps, extract the medicinal juice, mix it, and consume it along with ox bone ash; this will temporarily purge all seven nature-based impure thoughts, causing these various troubling thoughts to coalesce and transform into the substitute 'Ox-Head A'bang'.

The ghost herbs required for this formula are: Root of Fear, Tongue of Life and Death, Whiskers of the Hair Ghost God, Blood of the Yin-Mine Ox..."

As Zhou Chang's thoughts flashed and turned, A-Da automatically displayed the A'bang Ghost Pill Formula within his field of vision.

According to what A-Da said, every

"Captain, that guy from Squad Five seems to be training seriously?" Li Taihua came to his side; he nodded.

The two had no children, yet their affection was unexpectedly strong; although they still had nothing, they stuck together all day long, and even if they quarreled one day, they would appear before everyone harmoniously the next.

Fortunately, Chi Xiaoxiao only wanted to verify the basis and authenticity of this jade pendant's origin; actually, it would be best to ask Shao Junyi, but this could be Chi Xiaoxiao's fallback option—how could she rashly mention it to him?

The attacking soldiers of the Great River Lang were very strange; why was there no sound of gunfire? The city wall was silent, with not even a single figure in sight. The battalion commander and regimental commander behind were also strange; had the Chinese army all fled? Carrying the ladders forward was the only option; there was no other way but to assault the city this way.

Words poured endlessly from her mouth; only when she saw Yu Chen, Liang Feng, and Ke Zhenfei already sitting neatly in the living room did she shut up, casting a disdainful glance at Ke Zhenfei.

"Cousin, what is this black mirror?" Zhao Zhen held the phone for a long time, but finally turned to Li Zhang for advice; in his view, the front of this thing was pitch black, yet incredibly smooth, making it almost usable as a mirror.

To my surprise, Shen Mochen actually went to the kitchen himself this time to get bowls and chopsticks, and moreover, he even got a set for me.

For someone like Qi Zhenyun, who already had good grades and was on the school team, it went without saying, but those with poor grades or who were not on the school team were different.

"I truly wish time would stop at that moment, forever." Han Bing brushed the ice and snow from her body and began to wander aimlessly again.

"Alright, you can support yourself. You've worked all morning, you must be tired; just rest on my back. I happen to have nothing to do this afternoon, so I'll help you work." Cao Jianhua felt sorry for Li Guyu's weak body having to go to the fields to earn work points; he wanted to help her share the burden.

The middle-aged man had some scattered white hair faintly visible on his head; his hair was tied back behind his head with a square cloth, and his slightly delicate eyebrows were now slightly furrowed together, clearly indicating something was troubling him.

Fortunately, past experience told him that even if he lost his temper, it would be useless; the Black Cavalry were Li Xiuning's personal guards, and he could not move them.

Who would have thought that afterwards Ted's style changed drastically; he dared to fight and charge, yet no longer blindly sought to fight the enemy to the death. The tactics formulated by those teams not only failed to take effect, but ultimately led themselves into a trap.

However, this is merely unofficial history; whether the Fire Ox Formation truly existed remains highly controversial in later generations. Because during the KMT-CCP period, both our army and the Nationalist Army attempted to use the Fire Ox Formation, yet without exception, all attempts failed.

Rather than hating those who have, mocking those who have not, and complaining about social injustice, it is better to face reality, rise up and act, and improve oneself.

"Damn it!" The attacker's heart burned with anxiety. The screams of the heavy-armor swordsman were growing weaker and weaker.

Seeing Xiao Ran speak so heavy and solemn, Xiao Tian's expression also became heavy and solemn; previously, Xiao Ran had casually produced several Level Four sword techniques, but now his face was somewhat heavy and solemn; without needing to think, one knew it was better than Level Four.

"Zhao Yuan! Follow us!" Immediately, a nimble figure followed behind Ye Xian and the others.

Thirteen's words directly silenced Wang Zhiran; so the training method of the Assassin Temple was actually the law of the jungle, survival of the fittest! Although this method was cruel, those who survived were indeed the strongest, such as Thirteen before his eyes.