Chapter 19

In an instant, shadows spread, enveloping a vast expanse of land. The cries echoing from within filled everyone nearby with terror.

Truth be told, she could no longer clearly define how much hatred she held for Lian Chi, but she knew one thing for certain: there was not a shred of kindness left in her heart for him.

With another word, Zhai Yao gritted his teeth and immediately fished the keys from his pocket, tossing them onto the ground.

"You still haven't paid me back for saving your life all those years ago! You owe me your labor! Now that you've finally had your revenge, why are you moping around looking half-dead? How are you supposed to work for me properly? How can you stand behind me and keep up appearances?"

"Without sufficient evidence, the police can't do anything to you. Don't worry, Minmin, everything will be alright," Bai Xiao said, trying his best to soothe her.

Wang Xiaolu seemed to grasp the implication behind Teacher Han's words. She nodded thoughtfully, and shortly after, Teacher Han and his group departed.

"Passive commerce?" You En raised an eyebrow. This was the first time he had heard of such a crime, but since this was a game world where all sorts of bizarre things could happen, he decided to ignore it and focus solely on hitting the required commercial index.

Sensing someone approaching, Xia Fanxing opened her eyes warily, only to see a fair-skinned, thin, middle-aged man leaning toward her.

Her relaxed demeanor did not seem feigned. Xue Mo gripped her chin, his strength so intense that Ye Chuijin thought her bones might shatter.

Xie Anbo leaned back in his chair, fingers tapping the edge of the table. His expression was hesitant, but after a moment, he pressed his lips together. A flash of unease crossed his eyes as he spoke softly.

In truth, the moment Xiaoyaozi turned back to his original form, Long Chen had seen it clearly, yet she could not believe it was real. Since she had known him, she had never seen Xiaoyaozi use the art of transformation. Stunned, she covered her mouth with her hand.

The National Revolutionary Army launched street-to-street fighting, alleyway skirmishes, and hand-to-hand combat. For a time, Taierzhuang was filled with a hail of bullets, and blood flowed like a river. They mounted successive counterattacks, clearing out the enemy and reclaiming the streets occupied by the Japanese forces.

What could possibly be so important that Xiao Yu would hide it from me? Perhaps it is not the truth that is terrifying, but the suspicion.

"Don't worry, I've inquired about it. This person is a collector, and collectors have a deep interest in history, so he might just know something," she said, grinning from ear to ear.

I was startled awake by a nightmare. Bright sunlight filtered through the thin gauze curtains, bathing the bed in warmth. I was covered by a thick quilt, wearing an oversized white shirt.

"Reporting to the Prince, a large number of troops are surging in our direction," the soldiers under Xiao Liu’s command discovered the situation and rushed to report it to him.

This was unavoidable. Zou Ting’s father was often away from the country, and as for her mother, Zhang Ning, she had never heard anyone mention her, nor did she dare to ask. As Zou Ting’s older sister, Zhou Mengyun naturally took on the responsibility of looking after her younger sister; it was only natural that she would worry a bit more.

The two people outside spoke for a while longer before leaving. Judging by their tone, they were waiting for someone to come out. It was now certain that the Vulture was inside, but which path was the correct one?

Luo Jianghe struggled to stand, blood on the corner of his mouth, his eyes finally lighting up as he walked behind the man.

He first exchanged spiritual energy to appear directly within his body for fusion, balancing the exchange with consumption during the experiment, then brandished his spear under heavy pressure to probe the surroundings, hoping to find the edge of the wall.

"Facing so many powerful enemies, why must we fight to the death?" Ji Fan, who sighed that life was never so simple, felt that a duel on the arena stage would have been better.

It was not only Liu Qi who felt this way; Floss shared the same thought. He could not understand why things had turned out like this. Liu Qi should not have tampered with the equipment, yet why was the effect so significantly diminished when worn by these soldiers?

The Realm of Ten Thousand Mountains was in the midst of a vibrant spring, with fresh blades of grass sprouting and filling the air with a unique, refreshing fragrance.

According to Lu Yun’s father, Ye Yuyan, Hongchen, and Lin Fei were destined to die. Observing Xue Qing’s state, Fang Xiao found her even more lifeless than before, yet her power was no longer what it once was.

A Land Rover drove in from the village entrance, turned a few corners, and stopped at Fang Xiao’s house. Three young men stepped out, wearing sunglasses, baseball caps, and masks.

She did not wake her subordinates or her master, who were in deep meditation. Instead, she used a formation she had just comprehended to connect the Star Sea World to this area.

The fat man could not be summoned again for a short time. It was now eleven o’clock at night, and they would have to fend for themselves until seven o’clock the next morning.

According to the customs of Zhou Quan’s hometown, there were traditions involving "house-guarding" gifts and gold jewelry; but given Zhou Quan’s current situation, these things were no longer important, and there was no need to haggle over dowries.

Such matters still required guidance. In itself, the Yasha’s performance had prevented tragedy, which was the best outcome possible. Since no irreparable harm had occurred, the focus of the publicity would naturally shift. Such excellent performance by the Yasha certainly could not be ignored.