Chapter 55

The two of them began to eat right then and there. Ever since King Wuling of Zhao adopted the nomadic attire and military reforms of horse archery, the rulers of Zhao had begun to disregard rigid court etiquette just like the nomads. Therefore, the King of Zhao did not find anything improper about inviting him to dine together.

However, once he was far away from Huang Xuanling, a sinister look flashed across Liu Xianlong's eyes, and he flew away without ever looking back.

"Understood!" Leng Zhi's reply was concise and to the point. Even if he harbored resentment in his heart, how could he possibly refuse an order from Xiao Yi?

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Huang Xuanling tossed out several fire wheels, sending the queen ant and the cannibal ants surrounding her squealing in agony, instantly incinerating another batch of the creatures.

"Go summon Leng Tong. I didn't expect them to bring the top elites of their respective sects; we cannot afford to lose face either," Lou Wanrong glanced sideways at the white-haired elder behind him, transmitting his voice via primordial essence.

Although He Manning was brimming with aggression, since her uncle had put it that way, it was inconvenient for her to argue further. She fell silent for a moment and had no choice but to comply.

"The two of you must also bear in mind that the priority of this battle is to seal off all information and leave no survivors!" Lu Zhi looked at them and added sternly. Zhang Liao bowed in acknowledgment, and everyone present wore calm expressions, save for Xiao Yi, who hesitated slightly.

Upon catching sight of this jellyfish monster, both the True Void Patriarch and the wretched-looking elder wore expressions of utter terror.

The remaining three hurriedly chimed in with nervous assents, scrambling to help the two groaning figures lying on the ground off to the side.

She had done it on purpose. True to her expectations, she knew all the hidden truths, even if she had once suffered from memory loss. A turbulent storm raged within Chen Yuling's heart, yet the corners of her lips slowly curled upward into an ambiguous smile that chilled people to the bone.

"Then why? Why did she give up a plan that was already more than half successful?" Xin Qing asked with a puzzled frown.

The two broke out into cold sweats under Long Li's gaze. They stood no chance against him in a fight, and if they actually tried, they would only humiliate themselves.

"I..." Yuan Hongbin was about to refuse once more, as he could naturally tell that Zhou Jun was exaggerating.

Anyone who dared to retreat would instantly find themselves in the crosshairs of the shotguns held by the loyal elite troops positioned directly behind them, ready to clear out the disloyal at a moment's notice.

At this stage, how could Li Zicheng possibly have a foolproof strategy? He had originally been coerced and pushed along by circumstances, lacking the courage to turn back and fight Ajige to the bitter end. Acting on sudden impulses was entirely natural for him.

Such exorbitant ticket prices meant the organizers made a fortune, making the prize money for this competition exceptionally generous.

Entrusting the camp affairs entirely to Luo Zenan and Taqibu, Zeng Guofan had Xiao Suisi select fifty skilled fighters from his personal guard unit, all mounted on horses and equipped with firearms and broadswords. Changing into casual civilian clothes, Zeng Guofan boarded a horse-drawn carriage and quietly slipped out of the city after dinner, heading straight for Hengyang.

"Didn't I tell you already? After killing those merchants, take over the cargo ships and do not allow those Ming people to board," Mutafei said viciously.

She had secretly scaled the walls to inspect the Sui'de Prince's Mansion. Aside from leaving behind a deaf-mute servant to look after the pomegranate tree, the estate was completely abandoned, its grounds filled with withered grass and ruined walls.

They needed to strive to grow stronger, strong enough to be able to help Liu Yu. Because Liu Yu had once saved them and demonstrated his might before their eyes, they understood at that moment the sheer, overwhelming terror of absolute power.

Once he obtained the complete Sect Master Token and learned how to craft candidate tokens, he could set off directly with a candidate token toward the Yiqing Sect.

At this moment, looking at the place where Li Tian锋 had stood earlier in the Southern Wasteland desert, nothing remained save for lingering bloodstains. The killing intent in the heart of the man in white continued to spread unchecked.

Having heard no footsteps from Feng Lengyue for a long time, Li Tianfeng turned around to look, only to find Feng Lengyue standing there as if lost in memory, motionless like an old monk in meditation. He could not help but shake his head with a bitter smile. "What are you still daydreaming about over there?" Li Tianfeng asked her.

"Oh, the child is just a bit willful. Mr. Song, please don't take it to heart and be more accommodating," Mother Zhang smoothed things over hastily as she watched her storm off in anger.

"Long-range trapping, you think it's that simple? Didn't you see Mao has already started launching high balls?" Ma Xiao said, observing Xi Wu's astonishment.

"Let's continue, Ji," Lin Xinyue buried her head down as well, resting it upon Qinghuan's shoulder with a deeply relaxed expression.

Xu Miao did not want to dwell on it any further, because any further thought would drift straight into tragic melodramatic tropes. She placed the plump carp into a basin and slowly scraped off its scales with a kitchen knife. They always said fish in winter were fatty, and that saying truly proved to be correct—look at how plump this fish was, its belly bulging roundly.

Clearly, the other countries Fremantle referred to were the Western capitalist and imperialist regimes led by Britain.

The next second, Sasuke's figure shifted, leaving behind two distinct afterimages flickering to his left and right.

They clearly had no intention of paying any mind to this old man who practiced martial arts. As for why he remained so unconcerned, it was probably because his eyesight was failing and his mind was growing somewhat senile.

Thinking it was Shen Qingfeng calling her back, a flash of joy crossed the depths of her eyes, only for her to discover that the number belonged not to Shen Qingfeng, but to Xu Xiuyuan.

"Gin, you sent me an email saying you had something to discuss with me?" Miyano Akemi looked toward Gin and Vodka at the front of the car.

Unlike the Path of Faith where all players inhabit the same macro-world, in Genesis War, each divine domain could house the divine kingdom of only a single player.

Secondly, after spending this period of time getting along with Kazefu, although the darkness in Kakashi's heart had not completely vanished, he had come to regard him as a true comrade.

Sure enough, two formidable auras suddenly erupted from within the White Witch Sect. They unmistakably belonged to two human immortals—one of them was a towering, heavily muscled old man standing a zhang tall.