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Xi'an remained untouched, but Yan'an was engulfed in the flames of war. After holding the line stubbornly for four or five days, Zhou Lei and Andreas finally welcomed the arrival of Han Wantao's two artillery regiments.
That scoundrel Xia Xuanmo actually learned how to brush him off, making up excuses that Rong Nuo's schedule was too busy, when in fact he hadn't even mentioned a word to her.
Li Fuqiang returned to Vietnam, while Xu Tianbin would remain in Yulinwan to prepare for his role as an independent division commander. Since the independent division was scheduled to be deployed to the Xuanfu and Datong regions, the vacancies left by Liu Jun and Fan Qiuming would not be filled for the time being, and operations in those two areas would be temporarily managed solely by Zhou Lei and Wang Qianxiang.
Even if there was no path ahead of him, he would carve one out, for he had already understood that in this world, power alone was the eternal pursuit.
Although she knew that Qin Wan's idea of "bringing him back" was merely a promotion in title that stripped him of real power—leaving the imperial son-in-law Shao Yang devoid of any actual authority—Shen Man remained dissatisfied.
Zhou Quan glanced over and then said quite irresponsibly that his precious son should act like a good older brother right now.
"No, I cannot agree to Cheng Tianyao becoming the chairman!" Liu Ruxi shook her head with absolute firmness.
Although Charles was a researcher, he was not entirely ignorant of worldly sophistication; it was simply that the volume of the T-virus serum demanded by Lin Tao was far too massive. If he dared to manufacture it without authorization and was discovered, he might not even be able to save his own life. Of this, Charles was exceedingly clear.
"Is there something unspeakable on Mr. Lin's mind?" Lu Ming asked with some astonishment. He never expected that the dignified Caesar would show such an expression, leaving him truly finding it hard to believe.
Her body was utterly defiled; too many men in that circle had slept with her. In truth, it was long past being a secret, and those men merely kept up a tacit understanding about it.
Geye's plan was proceeding very smoothly. People had indeed lowered their guard against the ratmen; even when they encountered them, they did not try to harm them, instead avoiding them as much as possible and even attempting to make contact.
Fourth Master felt there was a deeper meaning to Ailian's words. He observed her closely, but Ailian showed no sign of discomfort, returning his gaze with a faint smile.
Sometimes, judging things through one's sixth sense tends to be even more accurate. It unconsciously mobilizes the five senses of sight, taste, hearing, touch, and smell, delivering information directly to the brain in a straightforward manner.
The moon hung high in mid-air, casting a brilliant yet misty, gauze-like radiance over the earth. As the weather grew warmer, I strolled leisurely in the courtyard wearing only a thin nightgown. A gentle breeze brushed against my face, and the crisp, rich fragrance of flowers filled my lungs, making me feel immensely comfortable. The lanterns under the eaves and the veranda were all left unextinguished, illuminating the place brightly as I waited for Fourteenth to come home.
"My Lord, the reason why we urged you to hold the ceremony the day after tomorrow is because, considering the current situation, our side must conquer the entirety of Youzhou within a month. Otherwise, under Cao Cao's unfathomable schemes and Yuan Shao's threat, we fear we will never again have a day of development."
After passing through Runan, Guan Yu successfully returned to Xuzhou. The grain he brought back relieved Xuzhou's urgent crisis, but there were still too many soldiers and too little grain, leaving Xu Shu with no choice but to repeatedly downsize the army.
Staring at the marks he had left at the junction of Lin Xi's neck and collarbone, and feeling the teasing, mischievous hands roaming across his waist and abdomen, Zhao Jingyi felt a surge of heat rising in his heart. The way he stroked Lin Xi's shoulders gradually took on a different meaning.
"Then where is he? I'd like to thank him in person." At the time, she thought she was surely going to die, never imagining that the dashing Lord Feng would step in to save her. She would forever keep this debt of gratitude in her heart.
Just as the voice faded, a hearty laugh echoed from outside the palace. Soon after, a Daoist priest with white hair and a white beard appeared within the palace hall, wearing a benevolent expression like a deity descending from the heavens.
"My Lord, why must you be so stubborn? If Jingshan had not used fire attacks to deal with Dong Zhuo's army back then, how could we possibly have fought them relying solely on the five thousand old and weak soldiers within the city?"
The speed of the Chaotic Grand Array, which had taken a direct bombardment, plummeted drastically. Though the damage to it was minimal, the sheer impact slowed them down.
After descending onto the star of Ziwei, Ji Tian instructed Su Qingzhu to lead billions of soldiers back to the immortal dynasty first, while he himself maneuvered the Ark of Creation toward the direction of Mount Kunlun.
Ji Tian harbored an irreconcilable blood feud with Ji Qian. Knowing that Yu Pianxian was Ji Qian's fiancée made him feel quite displeased; whatever made Ji Qian happy made Ji Tian unhappy, and he would do everything in his power to deny him any comfort.
Moreover, confirmation from various intelligence sources they had gathered showed that this whole affair was entirely a result of Chen Qingdi's accidental blunder and impulsive stunt. It had happened with extreme suddenness and had not been secretly directed by Chen Yusheng.
"What are you doing? Let me go, you big pervert, let me go!" Jiang Linghui struggled desperately as if she had been grabbed by a fatal weakness.
A cold gust of wind brushed past the wand. It stiffly turned around and saw an ice cone hovering steadily right in front of the door.
Lacking the tactile feedback of a hit—judging by the touch, he had struck nothing at all—he stepped forward with his left foot and swung his right arm backward, attempting to yank his weapon free.
As for where the origin of the saint resided, it was no secret to anyone present. They entered the mind of this saint's corpse through its nostrils.
Dong Meilan had clearly seen through the situation; she simply sat there quietly with a smile on her face, watching the two of them converse.
Although their pace was shockingly slow, the two of them finally reached their front door, having passed a dual test of shame and physical endurance. Just as Chen Yu was about to pull out his keys, the security door was swung open from the inside with an imposing momentum.
The Pride Stalker Rengar activated his ability and slowly crept toward Lin Fe. At this moment, Rengar was in no rush to reveal himself and close in on Lin Fei; instead, he locked onto Lin Fei's position, searching for the optimal angle for a surprise attack.
Little did they realize that Ye Xingchen had only unleashed thirty percent of his true strength. They assumed the genuine qi light sword from just now was Ye Xingchen's absolute limit.