Volume One, Chapter 54: Li Shiyan Is a Complete Psychopath

"Who's crying? Stop talking nonsense."

Action had already outpaced thought. Having issued her denial, Ning Yu paused, acutely sensing that the man beside her had fallen silent for a moment.

She did not dare to look up, if for no other reason than that it was truly a bit humiliating.

"Let me go, I've already applied the medicine for you..." She struggled, though only her left hand had normal strength, yet before him, she was like a mayfly trying to shake a tree.

At this moment, Qin Tianci directly concentrated his internal energy and vital Qi into his feet. This downward plunging force, combined with his inner cultivation, directly stomped down onto the fingers of the claw-wielding assailant who had lunged upward. In an instant, the man's fingers were shattered. It was estimated that from then on, this person would never again be able to use claw techniques akin to the "Eagle Claw Technique" or the "Capturing Hands."

Lu Zhong nodded in agreement. Indeed, even if an ordinary person were to die suddenly, their family and relatives would first figure out the cause of the incident before making funeral arrangements. Yet now, Shi Yixiong clearly knew his uncle had died under mysterious circumstances, but acted as though he were completely indifferent to it. It really defied logic.

However, what Yelü Aoluwo did not expect was that Li Qianshun of Western Xia had already made arrangements. Just two days after the envoy he dispatched to Tiande Military Prefecture left Datong Prefecture, the Western Xia general Li Liangfu led a force of five thousand to take over the Tiande garrison. Meanwhile, the Tiande forces prepared to rush to Datong Prefecture to fight side by side with the Prince of Jin and jointly resist the Jin soldiers.

"No, I just feel like you've changed a lot." As soon as Su Hang said this, he distinctly felt Lin Sen's face stiffen.

At night, the gates of Yizhou city had long since closed. Yet this could not stump the nimble figures of Qin Tianci and Master Pan. Vaulting over the western city wall, they hurried forward on the run.

Clearly, both my appearance and aura had been concealed, and even someone with the cultivation of a Ghost Emperor should have been unable to detect the slightest anomaly. How on earth did he see through it?

After Yan Zhe left, Mo Zun raised a finger to press against his temple and asked, "Still no movement?"

"There's no rush. Rouge and Red Bean must have just taken their medicine, and Xiuying only just returned from a long and tiring journey. Liuying, take her down first to get settled. By and by, Rouge and Red Bean should be waking up, and it won't be too late to visit them then." Xie Luanyin said with a faint smile, maintaining her consistent care and consideration for those around her.

Sichen's spiritual sense spread outward, followed by a cold laugh. His figure vanished right after, because within his spiritual sense, a person was currently cowering in the corner, trembling uncontrollably with fear.

Pulling his sole back to take a look, he saw that a bloody hole had been pecked between his big toe and the next by a crow, which had torn off a chunk of flesh. Fresh blood was gurgling out, staining the entire sole of his foot.

Taking advantage of the gap, Yi Zhengqi sneaked into the back of the main camp and discovered that Lian Binglai was not inside at all. He thought about it and guessed that Lian Binglai must have gone out for something; otherwise, the guards at the entrance would not have let their guard down so much.

She wanted to say, "I hope you aren't disturbed by the matter with Zhu Yao," but then she grew wary. Weren't those words bringing up a sore subject? Realizing it was inappropriate, she promptly changed what she was about to say.

Yet it had to be said that she and Chu Ge really seemed to have a remarkable tacit understanding. Even though she had felt too embarrassed to say much when buying such items just now, somehow, by sheer coincidence, the things Chu Ge bought back for her were actually all the exact types and brands she used on a regular basis.

Generally speaking, the Prefecture Grand Competition was vastly stricter than the Beiyuan Grand Competition, escalating directly to a degree that made everyone immensely tense.

One second was high temperature, and the next was zero degrees. The angel with wings of ice and fire rained down world-extinguishing flames, reducing everything it touched to dust.

"Oh!" A soft gasp of surprise echoed from within the space, and slowly, a figure materialized—it was precisely the young chieftain who had been giving chase.