Chapter 120: Golden Cicada Sheds Its Shell

Coming out of the Imperial Palace, it was already dusk; the slanting sun and colorful clouds spread across the western sky, while the evening breeze gently brushed the willow-lined banks.

Returning to the Wang Fu, after finishing dinner, he took Wang Yuyan, A Zhu, and others to stroll through the Zhouqiao Night Market, then returned under the moonlight.

For the next few days, He Lian Tieshu did not appear at court; the guesthouse showed no movement, and the entire group of Western Xia envoys did not even step out of their doors, leaving one to wonder what they were hiding inside doing.

In the blink of an eye, half a month passed; that noon, Yang Jian suddenly arrived at the Wang Fu, saying Zhao Xu had summoned him.

Zhang San heard that his voice was full of internal energy; when Wang Jin walked out of the room, his steps were swift as wind, not seeming injured at all, but looking up, he was indeed injured—two faint dark circles under his eyes had not yet faded.

There is still plenty of work now; once the workload decreases later, we will simply establish a furniture workshop. The few people Wu Decai found today specialize in making mahjong tiles and Chinese chess sets.

The aunties in the square have started forming lines, swaying their old waists. Since this spot is still some distance from the residential area, they can indulge themselves in the music without any restraint.

When Cheng Yaojin saw the Yujin Mountains from afar, he urged Qin Qiong to ask Li Xiang what exactly he had come here to do; if there was another opportunity for plunder, he was prepared to act as a "Grass-Soaring Fly" once more.

The pressure on the Monkey King suddenly increased; all attacks were directed at his tail. Since the tail was already exposed, hiding it was impossible now. Even if coiled around his waist, it would still be attacked, so he might as well let his tail join the fight, using its whipping motion to attack and even knock several enemies flying.

Fortunately, the sound only came once and ended in less than a breath. Zhou Yi squatted on the ground, panting twice. Just how powerful was this beast? Even speaking sounded like a powerful sonic martial art.

Everyone was stunned; not far ahead was the Hanji River. Judging by the distance, the explosion occurred in the sky above the Hanji River. Was the bridge blown up?

Guan Yuti received the news first; the official circles of Huanhong were not unfamiliar to her; she simply had no enthusiasm to get involved in that mess.

Hearing this, Tong Fulin frowned. Ghillie suits and MG42s appearing in the hands of the enemy group opposite indicated that this group of enemies was truly extraordinary; no wonder the New Fourteenth Regiment had suffered such a heavy defeat at their hands. A strange worry began to rise in his heart.

Now that these people have not acted rashly, it is partly because they are deterred by the long-standing prestige of our group, and partly because of human nature; everyone wants to wait and see first before making any plans.

Peach Blossom Village gathered people from eight villages; although each village had few people, together they formed a very considerable number.

For some beasts with powerful bloodlines, below the Deity Transformation realm, their strength is several times, or even dozens of times, that of human cultivators of the same level.

He did not expect the Sword-Scrolling Man's strength to be so formidable; a single sword strike had nearly taken his life.

"Yellow-Faced Tiger" Huang Biao saw Niu Qing intending to fight two opponents alone and felt even more indignant. He coldly glanced at Niu Qing, said not a word, stood up, walked to Hu Zhi's side, and stood shoulder to shoulder with him.

After all, the intended power source for this machine was to provide propulsion through the difference in buoyancy between front and back, gliding forward while occasionally pulling up in altitude to avoid crashing into the ground.

They need to understand that among scholars, farmers, artisans, and merchants, besides original development, there must be the potential to prepare for war, capable of instantly shifting the nation into a wartime state.

Niu Qing pondered silently: "Heavenly Centipede Gang"? Wasn't that group destroyed by his parents working together twenty years ago? How has another "Heavenly Centipede Gang" appeared? Is the original "Heavenly Centipede Gang" rising from the ashes, or is another evil organization riding on a corpse to stir up trouble?

The energy levels available to New Han are low; currently relying mainly on inferior spirit stones is indeed appropriate.

Mao Haoyu felt no fear toward Xing Tian at all; instead, it ignited his fighting spirit. The Awakened Demon Fan in his hand blazed with Jin Guang, and the two instantly began exchanging blows in the sky. The energy generated by the battle shook heaven and earth. All residents of New York were drawn to the fight between the two, coming out one after another to look up at the sky.