29 Bound for Canglang
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“Because I have something to take care of. Now, come down first.” With that, he bent over and gently set Su Xier on the ground.
The executive officer of Greenleaf City Hall immediately sent an assassin-class evolver to seek aid from the nearest city. Though he was only a mid-level Earth-rank evolver, he led every evolver in the city out to meet the enemy.
In truth, Long Tianwei found the situation extremely strange. Ordinarily, when a princess traveled—especially a beloved one like Princess Yumeng—how could she have so few attendants and guards around her? Moreover, there was not a single expert among her entourage. And yet, precisely at this weakest moment, assassins had arrived by sheer coincidence?
“Good. Keep acting arrogant. Let’s see how long you can keep it up!” Looking at Yuan Xing’s detestable face, Zhao Hongda wished he could kick him. But he no longer had the courage to do so. At least until reinforcements arrived, he did not dare go too far, lest he be beaten again.
“Director Zheng, it’s nearly noon. Why don’t we have a meal together?” Zheng Ji had entrusted him with such a major project, so Hua Yongfeng naturally wanted to win his favor. He ingratiatingly extended the invitation.
It was difficult to say whether the title was good or bad. If the singer himself had been more famous, it would probably have been easy for the song to rank among the top ten.
“Because the other deities are all preaching. Everywhere under heaven, people are establishing altars and expounding the Dao,” the Great Red Shrimp said.
“Playing at gods and ghosts! Assault team, board the ship!” The commander aboard the destroyer had clearly taken Zheng Ji’s warning as nothing more than an empty bluff and issued the order.
Seeing the atmosphere at the scene growing more and more heated, and hearing the crowd’s increasingly loud calls for Yan Jiangtian to be killed onstage, Chu Feng hurried forward to stop them.
Mo Ke nodded, exchanged phone numbers with the middle-aged man, and then left the rough-stone shop with Luo Wanmei.
“Uncle Zhao, don’t touch this pear casually. Its electrical charge reaches tens of thousands of volts. Even ten of you wouldn’t last a second under its current,” Lin Hao said.
Time allowed Xu Li no opportunity to deliberate or weigh his options. He decisively made his choice. Xu Zhan and the others, along with Boleisi and his companions, raised no objections either and immediately began arranging the retreat.
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Just as everyone thought it was about to end, the host onstage suddenly shouted out a number in excitement and instinctively turned his gaze toward the west.
This battle marked the first large-scale coordinated operation by the Huaxia military across sea, land, and air. It was also a joint operation involving infantry, artillery, tanks, and multiple other branches.
It was already the Hour of the Ox on April 26. Xizhi’s eyes moved slightly, and Luo Yu’s heart gave a violent leap as he stared at her without blinking.
These people came charging in with such ferocity—who exactly were they? The young man had a cold, stern face and an overbearing, ruthless air. He was none other than Zhang Tianqian.
The reasons Wu Bin and the Great Intelligence could not manage everything ultimately came down to just two matters: illness and scattered incidents.
A moment earlier, Chen Yi had given Su Zihun a single glance, and Su Zihun immediately understood what he intended to do: shake the baleful entity out of Hu Fugu’s Mud Pill Palace, then question it about what had happened and about the Medium Clan. Those answers could only be obtained from the baleful entity.
The three traveled onward, repeatedly encountering squads of Mongolian soldiers blocking their path. The farther back they went, the more nervous the Mongolian troops appeared. As the three fought their way through them, they became increasingly certain that Huo Taifeng was hiding somewhere in this area.
“Damn, damn, damn!” The classroom for the military information competition had originally echoed only with the sound of keyboards as the students typed code. Ren Daxia’s sudden triple exclamation instantly shattered the studious atmosphere.
But the two blocking his path had also summoned every ounce of their strength. Even though they could not withstand Elder Luo’s devastating strike when they combined forces, they still clenched their teeth and held on.
Damn! Did that even count as a useless hint? Lu Chen could not help rolling his eyes and decided he needed to think of another way.
Old Ye and Old Wang had no appetite at all. They merely drank two cups of coarse tea to warm themselves before stopping.
Han Yan, beaming with delight, stretched his body in midair and even shouted aloud.
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Wang Defa looked at Sun Shuer with a broad smile before announcing the result. He simply ignored the fact that, after Hua Lingling had admitted defeat, Sun Shuer had still attacked and knocked her from the arena.
Without giving Meng Baichuan’s overwhelming torrent of divine power any chance to pour down, he had already circled around to the opposite side of the arena and narrowly evaded Meng Baichuan’s devastating strike.
More earth and dust came rolling forth. A dark, heavy silhouette gradually solidified, transforming into a strange-looking being of short stature whose form seemed to shift between reality and illusion.
That must be the abandoned demonic bloodline! With a single glance, Lu Chen began carefully surveying every part of the pool, but discovered nothing unusual.
They still did not know that Nangong Han was returning to the prefectural city. They only heard a maid say that the family was dining in the flower hall, immediately flared with anger, and came looking for them while cursing the entire way.
To say that she was unwilling to accept it was certainly true. But as for whether she truly liked him that much, she had not reached the point of baring her heart and soul. After all, she was a slut, with countless handsome, wealthy men in one hand—how much sincerity could she possibly have for any of them?
Zhuang Jin nodded, deeply agreeing with Meng Xinghui. Buying three luxury cars at once did feel somewhat insane, but it was undeniably exhilarating, especially in front of Lisa.
Having considered this, he saw that the carriage was carrying three men. It slowly began moving toward Tai Shikun.
Liu Zhende’s heart sank, and his face instantly turned dark. At last, the thing he least wanted to see had happened.
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