Chapter 60

"They must have left the city gates early this morning, and by now, I imagine they've reached the shores of Chaohu Lake," the personal guard hastily reported. As someone born and raised into the Zhang family service, his very life and death were entirely in their hands.

The jade bottles were all empty, and in the crude room stood a scarecrow. Though crudely fashioned, it inexplicably gave Fang Zong the illusion that he was looking at an image of Yasuo.

After a long while, he let out a long, slow sigh, then paused for a moment. For all these years, this was the first time he had displayed any superfluous emotion.

Death Cleave was a spell, but it could also be executed using physical strength. The only reason he had used his magic power to trigger it was because his magic pool was vast, while his physical strength was comparatively a weakness.

Who would have thought! The very night the rapeseed was planted, it was rooted up by a wealthy family's pigs in the valley. Looking at that year's hope—and perhaps his future's as well—Xuanye, who rarely ever cried, actually wept.

Upon hearing this, Huanyan glanced over at Madam Chen, already guessing what her father was about to say.

Behind the exquisite table, the Queen Mother filled a cup of wine and leisurely drank it down, looking graceful and noble.

"I... I was just wandering around, didn't go anywhere special," Lin Zhuoyan said with a guilty conscience, lacking confidence in her voice. Yet, her nature was pure; the more she tried to hide something, the easier it was for others to see through her.

"Your Majesty, this Xu Jingzong only took four hundred elite cavalry back with him." Hearing that Xu Jingzong had taken merely four hundred men, Gao Zhan clicked his tongue in wonder and promptly reported it to Li Yu.

Even if it were an ancient city, an ancient city, an ancient city—repeat an important thing eight hundred times, and in truth, it had long since been reduced to illusion by the paper-gold and intoxicated dreams of modernity.

Faced with such a mysterious and formidable man, the short, stout fellow had completely lost his will. He no longer thought of anything else, hoping only to suffer a little less torment.

This opening of the local market was organized by the Hundred Herbs Hall, located in the back mountains. There stood a vast expanse of bamboo houses, normally left vacant yet frequently tended to by disciples. Arranged in neat rows, they looked magnificent from a distance.

They feared death, yet they were not stupid. They knew that if they wished to escape this damned desolate island safely, their only recourse was to rely on this seemingly frail Eastern boy. He alone could lead them away.

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However, Lu Renjia was no ordinary man; he quickly adjusted, and before long, the powers successfully merged, ultimately solidifying into a white color.

Yet, with a speed of thirty-seven Mach and a wrist strength of three hundred thousand tons, his physical constitution could already be considered immensely strong. Was there even any need for training?

Pity those two or three branch clans, who still faithfully followed the main clan's directives, waiting before the Heavenly Mechanism Gate for the arrival of "Xia" and the insurgent army, only to be stabbed in the back by the independent branch clan. Their elites were almost completely wiped out, while the main clan members never cared about their lives or deaths at all.

"Indeed, we are willing to obey the Envoy's commands!" a crowd of clansmen chimed in one after another. Only a few individuals, such as Mumu, wore somewhat gloomy expressions, looking deeply preoccupied.

Qin Ming naturally understood these subtle complexities; variety shows always had various issues of this sort. Looking over the background materials and preferences of those individuals prepared by Xu Peng, Qin Ming had to admit that Xu Peng's summaries were extremely useful and would likely prove very practical during the actual recording sessions.

Seeing his heavily eroded palm, Luffy was utterly astonished. Did this rain have eyes? Why was it specifically targeting him?

She vaguely remembered waiting for a very time; the pair of swallows on the roof beams left and returned, the crabapples in the courtyard bloomed and fell, and through several winters and summers, he remained completely without news.

His gaze gradually growing intoxicated, Zeni instinctively pulled Hongye's slender waist toward him and began to respond.

"Lord Dragon King, are you hoping they will emulate the Oath of the Peach Garden by Liu, Guan, and Zhang from the Three Kingdoms period?" Ruoshui asked at the appropriate moment.

A unique radiance flashed within her azure-blue pupils, and her heart began to thump wildly. At that moment, Hongye made her ultimate resolve.

Zeni turned his head for a quick glance—it was none other than the brown-robed youth who had been watching the karuta match with him on the stairs earlier.

At this moment, in Muling's eyes, the entire Fallen Immortal City belonged to his Mu family. How dare anyone touch a member of the Mu family? That was simply courting death! If justice were not demanded for this matter, how could his Mu family rule this vast Fallen Immortal City in the future? How could they establish a foothold in the Divine Realm?

"Enough, you may all withdraw." Sheng Xiyu did not even look at him, staring straight at the falling flowers amidst the curtain of rain. A raindrop landed on her curled, soft, and thick dark eyelashes, making her eyes appear even more bottomless, like an abyss.

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"Yet seventy billion Earths are separated by dimensional barriers; how can one gather identical objects from every Earth?" Wang Hou asked.

Looking at the factory's financial statements, Lin Ze sometimes really wanted to treat Mo Changgeng to a proper meal.

Illuminated by this intense, crystal-clear, and sacred radiance, the waning moon instantly vanished, as if the sun had risen. Everyone's vision was filled solely with this single beam of light. Silence fell; no one spoke, no one uttered a sound, and even the distant sea demons seemed entranced, growing utterly quiet.

Two Fire Demon set pieces dropped all at once. Combined with the Fire Demon armor dropped when slaying the first boss, the first two bosses of this instance had yielded a total of three Fire Demon set pieces.

At least compared to the Sakura project, the cost-performance ratio was far too low. The purchase price was somewhat inflated, and future appreciation would certainly fall short of landmark architecture like the Sakura Tower. Therefore, it was far more pragmatic to invest a bit more capital into the Sakura Tower instead.

Right beneath the waterfall's opening, concealed by the rushing water, was a cavern exceedingly difficult to notice. If one jumped from the very start—when the water's descent was still gentle—and grabbed the rocks at the cave entrance to flip inside, one could disappear safely.

From that airplane incident to being shot, and right up to today's events, Li Hao possessed such formidable strength that he could never be beaten to death—unless he had done it on purpose.

Tang Feng flipped up, no longer holding back. Once bolstered by his divine abilities, this nether-crocodile was no longer a match for him, especially since its weakness had been figured out.

At that time, Tong Guan enjoyed the Emperor's utmost favor, his prominence eclipsing all others, backed by a vast and formidable faction. Even though General Liu Fa had died, he could still distort black and white, claiming that General Liu Fa had fallen into an ambush, while absolving himself of any responsibility, facing at most a few reprimands.

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