Volume 1, Chapter 38: Back Then with Him

In the hazy dawn, a cold blade pressed against Shen Yan’s throat.

If Ning Yunshu exerted even the slightest bit more pressure, a legendary hero would perish here. Moreover, since he was the one who had trespassed into the Princess’s bedchamber, she would not face any punishment even if she truly killed him.

Judging by his words, he had no intention of surrendering. "Will you not surrender?" Meng Fan asked.

The crowd scrutinized the scene for a long time before suddenly realizing that, amidst the swirling steam and the thunderous roar of the spring water crashing against the stone walls, the eight waterfalls truly resembled the legendary eight-headed dragon, roaring madly within the mist.

The gunfire ceased. A muscular man, built like an iron tower, stepped out from the opposing ranks, followed by eight robust men armed with blades and firearms. Meng Fan stepped out of his position alone and gestured for him to proceed.

Uncle Li began his career as a restaurant chef; he was not limited to just barbecuing, and his other dishes were every bit as good as those served in nearby restaurants.

Murong Ruoling gazed at Feng Ling. Though she appeared calm on the surface, her heart was in turmoil. The man before her once again stirred an inexplicable sense of security within her.

The appearance of the Four Divine Beasts caused a global sensation. Just as countless people were excitedly rushing to the National People's Congress to catch a glimpse, a series of beeps sounded from the mobile phones and flying vehicle communicators of numerous Chinese people.

Beside him, another Javanese customs officer let out a roar and raised his rifle to fire at Tang Zhun.

"Why does it feel so cold?" An Qi rubbed her arms, which were covered in goosebumps. The temperature here had dropped suddenly, feeling highly unnatural and difficult to adjust to instantly.

Order all units of the Independent Regiment to pause their assault on the enemy bunkers. Order the First Company of Cui Hao's First Battalion to surround the main bunker, and have the other two companies withdraw twenty meters from their positions to rest and regroup.

I had been too busy eating earlier to check what special item I had drawn from the Soldier King assistance options. Now, as I opened the interface, the lousy system immediately popped up a notification box. Finally, this broken system had come up with something so user-friendly again.

Tears and snot streamed down the man’s face, making for a truly wretched sight. Jiao Yu suddenly felt a wave of revulsion and wanted to turn and leave immediately. Although Hu Buqiang was detestable, he was not the one who had personally killed Granny Ma; his crimes did not warrant death. Coupled with his nauseatingly wretched appearance, Jiao Yu no longer had the heart to bother with him.

The defenders of Burning Heaven Valley dared not pursue, fearing a trap, and they had already suffered heavy losses that day.

Zhuansun Ji seemed to have anticipated Zhuansun Hongnan’s thoughts. With a smirk and a raised eyebrow, he said, "Third Brother, to be honest, the Emperor’s decision has a great deal to do with your temperament." His brother possessed excessive assertiveness but lacked true presence; he was always indecisive and not someone capable of achieving great things.

Qi Jiguang seemed to be enjoying his conversation with Xuanyun quite a bit. As they drank and talked, I rarely interjected. Qi Jiguang was a very easygoing person; despite being a ruthless killer on the battlefield, he maintained excellent interpersonal relationships. Regardless of their status, if he respected someone, he would lower himself to befriend them. This was one of the reasons the Qi Family Army was always victorious.

Yakushi Kabuto took the two ghouls from Minato’s hands, threw them into an iron cage together, and locked them up.

Haotian had been observing Hinami all along. He had witnessed her growth and had to admit that she possessed truly astonishing talent.

Wang Qiang grew more excited as he fought. His great blade swung through the air, the sound of it tearing through the atmosphere echoing incessantly, one blast after another, possessing a momentum almost like a tsunami crashing against the shore.

Andrei felt as if he had swallowed a fly—he could neither spit it out nor swallow it. He could only cast a resentful glance at Wuyou, not daring to let his anger show.