Chapter 58

Geographically speaking, Gong'an serves as the outpost guarding Jiangling, and it is specifically targeted at the Jiangdong region. However, if a breakthrough can be found in Jiangling, entering Gong'an will become much easier.

Having waited by the door since early morning, Ye Yinghan hurried over eagerly as soon as he saw the person he had been longing for.

Zhaiyue glared fiercely at Caixing several times, but Caixing had no time to pay attention to her, being entirely absorbed in whispering sweet nothings to the girl beside her.

Carrying a cardboard box out of the office, Zu Bingwei had no idea that in another timeline, upon seeing that internal email, he would have broken down to the point of weeping bitterly, leading to divorce and emigration—a name that many people could only find nowadays in online reports about the current status of the Eighteen Arhats.

The lawsuit went to court, and the verdict found old Li guilty of false accusation. He was given dozens of beatings with a paddle. Upon returning home, suffering from both his injuries and overwhelming rage, he passed away that very night.

As for the Thinker's initiative in visiting him, Zhao Gao utterly rejected the reasons he provided. The so-called private communication using "scholars' coded language" was complete nonsense. The moment he blurted out the greatest secret of the Sovereign Edward III, it only made his true intentions more transparent.

The offensive strategy had already been formulated before the sortie. Fu Wei, Xingluo, and Zoluoro would first lure the escort vessels away in a classic diversionary tactic, after which the Strider would seize the opportunity to ruthlessly strike the two unprotected city-class cargo ships.

At this point, Li Zehua actually began to hold this so-called senior martial brother in higher regard. Although he did not know why the other party was targeting him, judging by this method of splashing dirt on him, it was clear he was not some brainless idiot feeding free experience points; however, the initiative was now in his own hands, and some matters were no longer up to the other party to decide.

It was only then that everyone noticed the cold flash hurtling through the air was actually an arrowhead, and that arrowhead was glowing with a chilling, deep green light.

... I do not know how much time had passed before the area where Karazan lay prone finally grew somewhat quiet. He tried to raise his head, only to see corpses scattered all over the ground.

He naturally understood the intention behind all the effort Bai Tianxing had put into counseling him at such length.

Later, upon learning that Jiang Rao had fallen into the hands of Zhao Changgong of Southern Qi, that Prince of Wuwei had nearly led his troops directly to fight to the death with Southern Qi.

The moment this thought flashed through his mind, he saw one of the Ghost King's arms explode, unleashing a torrent of boundless magical energy.

With a crisp "啪" sound, the grand hall instantly plunged back into an eerie silence.

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Now, the question arises: given these known conditions, calculate the area of the psychological trauma she has suffered.

Stung by the pain, the giant lobster slightly relaxed its five pairs of walking legs, and the speed at which its massive pincers smashed toward Mosong also slowed down somewhat.

The reason Long Xing still held a trace of hesitation was because of the other party's remark about "affecting a dynasty."

In other words, the excuse that the so-called dragon egg was spoils of war snatched from invaders could no longer be used. Now it had completely become stolen goods pilfered from a distinguished guest, and there was no way to present it to Grandma as a birthday gift anymore.

This generation of the Thunderbolt, the gunpowder formula had undergone numerous improvements by Li Qing and his companions, even incorporating certain combustion-improving agents. In terms of sheer destructive power, before the advent of chemical explosives, it had already reached the absolute peak level attainable by gunpowder.

Walking inward from the cave, the interior opened up into a remarkably spacious vertical space. As soon as the white wolf stepped up, it spotted the charred corpse of a nerubian lying near the tunnel. White smoke was still continuously rising from its bones and limbs, making it look as though it had been thoroughly roasted.

"That's just sheer nonsense. Do you think I don't know you by now?" Mu Fangjin said leisurely, casting a sidelong glance at her.

Yet neither her master nor her senior brother paid her any mind—or perhaps they simply had no time to attend to her. Yong Mingyan grabbed onto him relentlessly, seemingly attempting several times to knock Zhongxuan unconscious and drag him back, but Zhongxuan dodged away each time, rendering those attempts futile.

In the end, the utterly cowardly He Zhigao still refrained from drinking, choosing instead to wait until Xinyi had stuffed herself silly with a hearty feast, while privately marveling at how Xinyi could possibly shovel such greasy fare as braised pork and braised pig trotters into her stomach during such scorching hot weather.

"A poem?" Cangli was somewhat puzzled. She accepted the silk handkerchief handed over by Yumei and murmured the four lines written on it.

With Gu Jiangzhou acting up and making mischief beside her, Qin Wanyi found herself unable to accomplish anything at all. In a panic, she abruptly cut off the call, tossed her phone aside, and seductively grabbed Gu Jiangzhou's clothes.

"Of course we'll eat first! What time is it now, I'm starving to death. Make some arrangements, find a rather classy restaurant, and we'll go eat while unwinding along the way," Lu Hao said, leaning against the back of the taxi with a broad smile.

She had made such a proposal to An Yifei more than once, but every time she was met with a severe tongue-lashing from him.

"Many of us have encountered it! Not just me!" The driver was clearly provoked, raising his voice by an octave.

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"Well..." The officials who had been arguing so eloquently just a moment ago lowered their heads in unison once again, remaining silent.

She was unaware of the real-time data, but Cui Yunzhi kept a close eye on it at all times. After Chen Mingming showed him the figures, a complicated feeling welled up inside him.

Similarly, supernatural anomalies in the countryside possessed even stranger abilities and were harder to deal with, but fortunately, those anomalies did not appear very frequently.

Upon entering, even before Cui Yunzhi could speak, she swaggered over and slumped onto the sofa, looking precisely like a lord waiting to be waited on—a stark contrast to her appearance on stage just moments ago.

A staff member handed over an ice pack. Linghui pressed it against her swollen cheek and shook her head. Though she looked slender, hitting people really hurt quite a bit.

"Haha! This sovereign has finally broken free! A million years, a million years!" A human voice issued from the mouth of the fat dark-blue wolf, looking exceedingly bizarre.

Bright red blood gushed out like a fountain as the Kunpeng's chest was pierced through by the trident, clearly exposing its internal organs and bones.

Under the slow infusion of primordial fierce Qi, its heart began to beat with mounting vigor. Because of this primordial fierce Qi, the heart—already representative of formidable vitality—began to undergo the most fundamental transformation.

However, Gu Fan noticed that upon hearing Number 001's words, Yan Xiao's already dark expression grew even darker, seemingly even radiating a black mist. Gu Fan could not help but say thoughtfully.

Although there were many uncles and aunts present whom she recognized, she was not very familiar with them, having only been on nodding acquaintance terms in the past. Furthermore, having studied abroad for several years, it was only natural that they were unfamiliar.

Honghuang had originally just made a casual remark, but Kongwu unexpectedly took it seriously. Honghuang pondered inwardly, searching for a joke, but realized that none of the jokes were suitable to tell Kongwu. The jokes Honghuang knew either relied too heavily on modern concepts, fearing Kongwu wouldn't understand them at all, or were the off-color jokes Honghuang used to pick up women.

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