Chapter 33

Even after identifying it as a demon, Zhai Nan had no intention of purifying it. He suddenly turned his head to look at Jiang Baili beside him, only to see the military advisor to Xue Lin, Deputy Chief of the General Staff of the Chinese National Defense Force, nodding at him with a leisurely expression.

He Si hurriedly ran out to look for Ye Jia, and when he finally found him, he discovered Ye Jia strolling along the street, admiring the local customs of the southern frontier.

Listening to Dr. Chen’s words, Ye Jia knew that they must have discovered something, or at least learned a piece of critical information.

As a retired special forces soldier, his physical fitness and speed were absolutely beyond the reach of these three celebrities; he was confident that he could take down Zheng Kai and Li Chen.

However, he knew without needing to think that Tokisaki Kurumi and Yoshino must have misunderstood him.

Consequently, two situations emerged in the southern part of French Indochina, which remained under French control. The generals at the front, led by Catroux, were extremely dissatisfied with the slow-moving Allied forces in the rear, and could only rely on their own twenty-five thousand soldiers as the main defensive force.

Chen Duo harbored an indescribable feeling toward Ye Cheng—a mix of fear and admiration. Especially after witnessing everything at the Murong household, she was grateful for Ye Cheng’s help toward her and the Chen family, yet she clearly sensed that Ye Cheng existed at a height she could never hope to attain.

Perhaps this was an unbelievable burden for a child under ten, but Zoro was a peerless genius of swordsmanship! His astonishing strength and terrifying constitution were the foundation of his power in the way of the sword. Yagyu knew Zoro’s horror well and was not worried at all that he could not bear this weight.

Sounds erupted one after another as figures stood up, their brows furrowing sharply in unison.

The old patriarch could only rely on his vague memories and intuition to change course again and again.

Xiao Tian listened from the side with an inquisitive look on his face. Seeing this, Ouyang Qing smiled slightly and explained the origins of this Uncle Wang to him.

Lin Ming and his men dared to brave anti-aircraft fire to drop bombs and guide them, but they dared not do so under the assault of fighter jets; that would be no different from suicide.

Liu Tong breathed heavily, his legs feeling as heavy as if they were filled with lead, for he simply could not run any further.

Chen Nuo and the others also seemed to realize that they were very close to their own greater realm! Their eyes held excitement, yet this excitement was mingled with even deeper confusion; they could not understand how I knew the location of their home realm.

These Taoist priests, who had been dejected just a moment ago, were now filled with murderous intent, evidently because a powerful backer had arrived.

Zhu Di was currently personally overseeing the battle from the city tower. Ye Yu decided to wait for him at the commander-in-chief’s residence in Suzhou, intending to explain his thoughts and plans in detail once he returned.

Seeing that the black corpse snake was about to be drained dry by this alien, Wang Bo could not worry about recovering from his injuries. Waiting only until his spiritual energy had recovered sufficiently, he launched himself from the ground, supported by eight green vines, and smashed his Thunder Staff fiercely toward the Jing Sha.

The terrorist was currently dressed in a school uniform, dragging a suitcase like a lone traveling middle-school student, walking out of the terminal at New York Airport with an innocent smile. Before her, a uniformed chauffeur with white gloves was opening the door of a Rolls-Royce.

Yuan Qingyu tilted his head back and gulped down the liquor. He was never one for hesitation; he always drank from jars, never bothering with cups.

The methods of a painter were geared toward the masses and were the easiest to master. It was a pity that this path had been inexplicably blocked.

Du Ruhui looked at Du Aitong’s state and immediately asked, "Third brother, what is wrong with you? Why such a temper? Did something happen at the Imperial Academy?"

Princess Gaoyang looked at Du Aitong with a tone that brooked no argument: "Am I not beautiful enough? Not good enough for you? Why do you avoid me as if I were a venomous snake or scorpion?"

Speaking to this point, the Third Uncle paused and continued: "Also, he said that for some reason, he is unable to leave this dormitory building."

Whether it was called a banquet or not, these three days served as a prime opportunity for bigwigs from all walks of life to build relationships, expand their networks, and discuss business.

The imperial palace had many halls, but it would be a mistake to think the mid-18th-century Russian court was chaotic.

The Heavenly Emperor grabbed him and brought him to his mouth. Yuan Qingyu struggled, but it was to no avail. With a scream, he was bitten in two by the Heavenly Emperor.

"You’re a grown man, why so fussy? Once the public auction ends, there might be other matters. Let's just do it today; the others can do as they please. While we’re alive, we must be comfortable ourselves. If you aren't comfortable, how can you care about others?" With that, Zheng Wu pulled Lu Xuan and walked out.

But unexpectedly, when I arrived at the dormitory with the Third Uncle, I found that my luggage had already been moved into Old Li’s room, and the door to my own dorm had already been locked.

"Alright, let's rest for a moment." After traveling the whole way, my mouth was parched, and I had to stop.

Moreover, with the trees, the Scizor had much more space to maneuver, blocking lines of sight and intercepting skills.

Lu Xian was the first to land, performing a face-plant in a glorious "butt-up, face-down" fashion, crashing into the ground and creating a large crater.

Yesterday, he had wanted to take his second sister out to play alone, but how could they possibly agree? Giving him a chance to coax Yue'er into a good mood was already an extraordinary act of mercy; for him to want to take her out alone was simply wishful thinking.