Chapter 12: Long Street Slaughterhouse (7)

Fortunately, although the process of retreating was a torment, no other accidents occurred.

Wei Ling watched as the figure of the ghost grew increasingly blurry as the light receded.

Its towering body vanished into the darkness, its head perpetually concealed behind flesh and blood, making it impossible to see clearly—yet she was grateful that she could not see it clearly.

It was not until the entity vanished completely that Wei Ling abruptly turned her head and sprinted madly toward the door.

She was no longer very far from the entrance, and after running for only a short while,

To test the grand commander's whimsical idea, Li and Zhang mobilized two battalions of troops, arranging them into a musket array to fire at each other. Naturally, the two men were not cruel enough to actually have their subordinates fire live rounds at one another. The two battalions merely loaded small amounts of gunpowder to simulate actual combat, attempting to glean some clues from the exercise.

"If you obtain any further information, inform me or City Lord Tu. Let's keep it to the rest of you; if this spreads, it will destabilize the public's morale. Besides, if you cultivate to the limit of the Emperor Realm, perhaps you will be able to contend with a half-step Great Emperor," Qin Huaxing looked at Qin Chu and said.

Back then, he had once traveled to the Country of the Flag to attend a conference hosted by an extremely powerful Chinese organization located there.

Ye Weishang would write a letter to Jun Chenghuan every seven days, and over the past month, she had already written four consecutive letters.

Hearing that Niuwa hadn't eaten much for dinner, Lou Yanming figured he must have something on his mind, so word had also come from the old master's side urging him to settle the matter sooner rather than later.

She had no inkling whatsoever that her own father was currently teaching her husband how to deal with her.

The reason he wanted to warn them was to prevent them from spreading the matter far and wide; he certainly did not want people from all over the world coming to his doorstep to gawk.

Ye Linshang was now intensely nostalgic for his large bed. Having just cheated death, all he wanted to do was sleep soundly, though that seemed to be an impossibility.

Li Zhengming raised his telescope and watched the arrows protruding from the backs of several scout cavalry. The main force of cavalry reined in their horses one after another, and the previously quiet array of Ming cavalry suddenly grew restless.

The mother of the current King of Qiuci had passed away from illness very early on. Because each generation of the Qiuci kings had numerous offspring, and he came to prominence relatively late, no one remembered who his mother was, nor did anyone know that he possessed commoner blood.

Thinking about how these people had almost attacked her today, Su Wan still felt a lingering fear, but upon closer reflection, why had things turned out this way?

He had defected to Zhai Rang two years ago; it had been well over a year since he beheaded Zhang Xituo and captured the Luoxing Granary, and he had been the leader of the Wagang forces for a full year now.

"Haha, 'Little Sister Dance Steps,' you probably weren't even born a dozen years ago, right? Won't your brother be angry if you say things like that about him? As for me~ your brother and I share a spiritual resonance, the kind where we barely exchange a few words in an entire year," Zuo Zai explained with a smile to Huo Xinran.

However, this was no big deal to Situ Ying. This was a body acquired through soul-seizure in the first place, and losing it meant nothing more than losing a mere shell.

Tang Feng was in high spirits; one look told him that Vice-Bureau Chief Wang was a spineless coward who could not stir up any major waves.

"Look here, this black dot should be a special building. Considering the connections among various structures before, behind, left, and right, there shouldn't be a second place with a layout like this." Su Wan had always been clever, but there were times like this when she surprised even herself.

Especially Mo Huan, who had known Shi Qin for a long time; had it not been for him, Shi Qin might not have ended up here, which only made him all the more anxious.

A certain part of my body also began to surge with blood, which unexpectedly filled me with strength. A zombie lunged at me, opening its mouth to bite. I flipped my Desert Eagle around, smashed the butt of the gun against its head, and then—stepping on its shoulders and leaping upward—jumped onto the second tier of the ceremonial archway.

Having finished speaking, Tang Feng blew on the still-smoking muzzle of his gun and turned to look at the eastern skyline, which was faintly tinged with white...

As for Shen Xie, who had been charging at the very front lines, he did not enjoy the treatment of a hero. Almost immediately after the incident was resolved, he was placed under detention.