Chapter 49

The letter was simple: Xun Yu and Cao Ang’s main camp was surrounded and in dire peril, urging Che Zhou to dispatch troops for reinforcements.

As the last flicker of consciousness faded, it seemed as if an unnamed old man’s faint, self-mocking laugh echoed in the void.

The recent anti-landing battle and the current scene left Kong Youde, the Dutiful Prince of Qing, deeply unsettled. His insight far surpassed that of the Tungusic tribesmen who relied solely on brute force. How was it that in just a few years since his defection from the Ming, the Ming army had transformed so dramatically? What had transpired in these years?

As for those two, both were registered criminals in the police files; the authorities would not expend much effort on their deaths.

“Yellow-skinned monkey” was a racially offensive term; to Liu Tianyu, it was as insulting as an affront directed at his family, causing his expression to darken immediately.

“So, does that mean I still cannot ascend the throne?” Yang Hong and Zhang Xun spoke without malice, while Yuan Yao, emboldened, stepped out from among his concubines.

The teachings left by the master were not merely cryptic mnemonics like “Top rank Heaven is noble, third rank Earth is filled with secrets,” but also included some healing arts.

His offensive was straightforward and relentless, unstoppable in momentum; those around could only watch helplessly as he advanced.

There is an old saying: wealth in the deep mountains has distant relatives; poverty in the busy city goes unnoticed. The protagonist’s smooth sailing and strength naturally attracted followers, but beneath this facade, how many were truly sincere?

Among the soldiers who followed him into the mountains were over a hundred archers. They immediately engaged the pursuing Tiance troops in a delaying battle, taking cover behind trees and firing arrows at the enemy.

The two sampled the flavors one after another, having consumed more than half; each soulful compliment stirred the hunger of netizens everywhere.

They had a clear understanding of these things, fully aware of the balance between risk and reward.

Now, he had come to resent Ran Xiurui. If he hadn’t been held down so tightly, he would have bitten him fiercely.

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Upon hearing the empress dowager’s angry voice, Lin Wanru hesitated but steeled herself and went inside.

Moreover, more than thirty seconds had passed; even if the remaining thirty-second skill were activated again, it would be too late.

“Young master, Zhang Xiaobai is still locked in the woodshed. Shall I…” The man gestured a throat-slitting motion.

“I’ve told you countless times, my sister is the boss, not a police officer!” Wang Zhaodi feared Song Qian would speak recklessly. She knew some things about Wang San, which Song Qian had told her; if those matters were revealed, they would be silenced.

Ling Muyu grew increasingly puzzled and looked at Xu Yi, who took a black token from his bosom and handed it to her.

“If you refuse, I won’t force you. The opportunity is yours; if you don’t cherish it, goodbye!” Weiwei had long anticipated Xiang Zuo’s attitude, but being indirectly rejected after mustering courage to propose it gave her a different kind of feeling.

Decomposing the upgrade pill and then mass-producing the next-level divine pill according to the formula was something Li Hengxuan had considered before. But previously, using his own fire, he couldn’t even decompose the Dragon Blood Regeneration Pill, so he never tried to decompose the next-level pill.

The main reason he agreed was because, in his eyes, this uninvited youth was just an ordinary person without a shred of power.

After she spoke, those unaware of the situation gasped and looked at Peterson, who hovered above the hotel, stunned into silence.

“Understood!” Old Chu’s right shoulder twitched as the sniper rifle returned to his hand. He squeezed the trigger; the man who had just bombed Xiang Zuo was still jubilant, but before his celebration ended, he was already meeting his Maker.

Because the vassal and the Supreme Battle Bear Clan’s golden bee had birthed a golden queen bee, the queen elevated all her subjects’ bloodlines to the imperial realm, though other golden bees did not possess the blood of an emperor.

Doris stared at her sister for a long while before deciding that if her sister did not clarify, she would never let go—grasping her hand forever.

Celia looked blankly at the little girl before her; it was the first time she had seen such an adorable child without feeling joy.

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Hai Wuya and Hai Lan stood before Chu Mu. Although Chu Mu wielded divine-level strength, the four Five Terrain Bodhisattvas, each equivalent to a Divine Lord, united as one, and wielding a Vajra Demon-Slaying Mace beyond ordinary pseudo-emperor weaponry, no one believed Chu Mu could withstand them.

“One shot each—don’t waste our bullets!” Tommy and the other advanced gene warriors gave their attack orders only when within a hundred meters.

That tall, graceful figure floated in, her lotus-like steps measured and elegant. A light blue off-shoulder gown wrapped her exquisite, slender form. She was dignified and noble, pure and majestic, as if an elf born from the sea itself—breathtakingly beautiful.

Xiao Long remained silent, first bowing deeply to everyone, then slowly rising before speaking.

Gao Jun blew on his fingernails, as if they were smeared with the greasy fat from a fat man’s belly, a slick feeling. He beckoned to the scarred man before him with a relaxed expression.

After all, she was not cast out as a jinx bringing misfortune to her husband; everyone knew the Zhao family no longer wished to keep her idling, so they found an excuse to divorce her.

Someone said, “Is the bauxite mine really easy to exploit?” “More or less. As long as there’s enough capital and the right connections, it’s quite manageable.”

Within this formation, Wang Han and the others were astonished; they could feel their wounds slowly healing.

“Ah, wait a moment, this consort also wants to join the Lingtai Immortal Mountain faction.” Just as the Thunder Emperor was about to order the simultaneous assault on the Sword Demon, the Celestial Consort suddenly appeared.

There must be a weak point. If Li Zhi guessed correctly, it was the “power core”—the implanted “evolution stone” providing energy. If the power core were destroyed, the individual Amu robot would cease to move or change.

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