032. The Capable Witch (Special thanks to "The Last Kaleidoscope Phoenix" for their patronage)

"I forgot to give this to you earlier; some daily essentials are already inside." With that, they hurried off to check on Silver Moon. For some reason, Silver Moon had not sent any word to Ye Qingfeng; either the creature was still sleeping or there was simply nothing to report.

The prestige of the Yun family, in certain respects, exceeded even that of the Light and Dark Temples. Everyone knew that the two temples possessed divine-tier beings and could summon others from above at any time. Yet, in terms of sheer strength, the Yun family far surpassed them.

Beside her, a massive white bird, appearing even larger than she was, wobbled as it clawed at the white wall.

This game of chess between brothers had only just begun; it was far from clear who would win or lose. However, Liang Jin-yan's words left me feeling vaguely uneasy. If he were to lose, what would the consequences be?

The drainage ditch was filled with water and sludge, reeking of filth. As I dove in, sewage splashed all over my face. But I had no time to think about such things, for I could hear A-Niu nearby, charging toward the ditch with his gun drawn.

Only Ye Yuxin seemed relatively easy to handle. I had already made up my mind: if she came looking for trouble again, I would show her no mercy.

Then, Emperor Li gave my uncle a rough summary of the recent situation, starting from unmasking the traitorous Wood-Element Envoy, continuing through bringing Liu Canjun and Feng Qianyue to Gushan, and leading up to the defections of myself, Zhao Tieshou, and Meteor. He detailed how he forced three of the four great families to flee and finally recounted his duel with the Dragon King.

No one dared to meet my gaze. The room was deathly silent, save for the occasional whimpering of Buck-Toothed Qiang, who struggled incessantly, clearly unwilling to accept his fate. I had already formed a plan; pressing down with my foot, I hauled Buck-Toothed Qiang to his feet.

Mother Lu pursed her lips in secret; this was the one trait of Lu Mingfang's she despised—always putting on airs of superiority.

"Report! The enemy has abandoned iron pots along the road. The carriage wheels have hit them and lost balance; some have already overturned, causing many injuries," the scout reported.

"Excellent. Truly well-trained. Very well, I will leave matters to the Purgatory Legion for the time being. It would be ideal if you could train all the soldiers to be like you." Situ Guo did not care about the lack of names; in the military, there were many special operatives who used codenames rather than names.

After all, Zhang Lu’s troops had been nearly wiped out, and the remaining thousand-plus men had dwindled further during their retreat. If Liu Zhang could win a single decisive battle, the situation would instantly reverse, and it would be the self-proclaimed King of Hanzhong, Zhang Lu, who would meet his end.

Otherwise, why would he go to such trouble, dressing in such grand and opulent attire, even riding the curly-maned Red Hare horse that he had purchased at such an exorbitant price?

He had given his heart to Huang Xue, and he did not believe she could be oblivious to it. Unless one was a corpse, it was impossible not to be moved in the slightest.

Power forward David Lee could occasionally handle low-post isolations, and his mid-range jump shot was decent. Last season, he had played quite a bit in the fourth quarter alongside Jason Terry, and they had developed a certain level of chemistry.

Although Xiao Xuan was a bit bewildered, he still took the ancient scroll and examined it carefully.

Clang, clang, clang! A series of metallic clashing sounds rang out, and a black shadow was sent flying backward. "Brother Zhang, what just happened?" Man Hu asked, his eyes wide with astonishment.

The journey grew increasingly arduous; flora and fauna became scarcer, yet those that remained were ever more formidable.

"What did you say? That I'm slow?" Han Yunyan feigned a strike at Lu Ping. Lu Ping grabbed her hand, pulled her along, and burst into hearty laughter.

Upon waking, Li Yang sighed deeply. Over the last half-month of meditation, he had grasped nothing beyond a simple technique for condensing and collecting pills.

In front of Huyan Zhuo's tent, there were more guards than usual. Han Tao found it strange. Had Huyan Zhuo become this nervous?

Aboard the massive pirate ship soaring through the sky, the members of the Fire Dragon Pirates lounged lazily on the deck, leisurely enjoying their afternoon tea.

After all, the netizens could never have imagined that this was a trap deliberately set by Lan Yu and Chen Lu to deal with Xia Ying.

Hearing these words, Ye Ziqing's heart skipped a beat. She looked at the few people before her, never expecting that they were all special forces soldiers.

Once Zhangsun Xiu changed into clean clothes, although they did not fit perfectly, they were far better than the sweaty, dust-covered rags she had been wearing.

However, why would the police suddenly appear? This question was indeed quite interesting. Did the police possess the ability to foresee the future?

In the Cheng residence, Wang Xingxin was about to drag Cheng Chumo back to the village when he suddenly remembered that Hei Wa had gone to the village to summon men and was unaware of what had transpired in the Lizheng Palace. He bid farewell to Cheng Yaojin and returned to Zhai Zhangsun's military camp with Cheng Chumo.

The degree of change was so drastic it was as hyperbolic as someone with a thick head of hair suddenly going completely bald.

Leng Changlin naturally could not bear for Xiang Wan to face those controversies. Once they left the plane, he had Qiao Hai take her away immediately, while he remained behind to distract those who were watching.

"My brother and I previously saw the person the Academy was searching for within the city. We have come to report this to the Academy guards," the pale-faced man said sternly.

Jian Xiwen did not believe Jian Nanfeng had her best interests at heart; it was obvious that from yesterday to today, Jian Nanfeng had been cursing her.

The Spurs played well, but the Lakers were not without the ability to resist. Kobe had long wanted to prove that he could lead a team to victory, and this playoff series against the Spurs was the best opportunity to prove himself. From the very beginning, Kobe shouldered the team's scoring burden, and the Spurs lacked anyone capable of containing him effectively.

Lu Bing pouted and remained silent all the way to the school gate. After getting out of the car, Tian Qianqian gave them a few more instructions before watching them walk through the entrance.

For a fleeting moment, Gu Ange felt as if she truly were the Empress Dowager.

Then, she could not help but fan her mouth with her hand repeatedly, for it was scalding hot! Yet, despite the heat, the fragrant, spicy, and rich flavor made her reluctant to spit out the piece of mutton she had already taken into her mouth.