Chapter 67

What Dong Zhuo said also made sense, and this was precisely the point Li Ru could not figure out. Therefore, upon hearing Dong Zhuo's question, Li Ru could only furrow his brows in deep thought, unable to utter a word in response.

"Well... haha... Lord Long is only joking!" Wang Ming quickly forced a few dry laughs to mask the awkwardness and guilt written across his face.

With a resounding boom, a majestic and overwhelming aura erupted from around Ye Feng. In this battle, to ensure Feng Yueling's safe evacuation, he could not afford to take a single step back.

The rest of the cultivation levels were far inferior. There were those who had just entered the Tribulation Realm, others in the Spirit Realm, and some in the Meridian Opening Realm; the only ones missing were those in the Sea of Consciousness Realm. As Xiao Guo walked along, he had already observed everyone's cultivation clearly.

Yun Mengxue was also unsure of Luo Haochen's intentions, and her outburst of anger abruptly trailed off.

As mobile targets, aircraft carriers could use the cover of night to prevent enemies from locating a target to attack.

"Qingniao, you have followed me for so many years, yet you understand this king so little. Is that so?" After listening to Qingniao's words, Nangong Yu showed not a shred of pity; instead, he stared at her in puzzlement. He had made excuses for Shui Lianyue time and time again, and he truly could not fathom why he was doing so.

A piercing glint instantly pierced through the right side of Lu Tianxiang's chest, sending blood scattering into midair.

Most importantly, of course, was preventing Lian Yicheng from coming into contact with the child; otherwise, it would be troublesome if the cold virus were transmitted.

His mind gave a sharp jolt, suppressing the raging desire quite a bit. Although the sensation lingered, it was already well within a controllable range.

Qiao Yan's face turned crimson from Lian Xiang's retorted words, but the more unreasonable Lian Xiang was toward him, the more he failed to see through Lian Xiang's background, leaving him temporarily at a loss for what to do.

With a sudden leap forward, he lunged and seized the snake's head, gripping it tightly with all his might. In less than a moment, the brightly patterned serpent was completely paralyzed and unable to move.

The Fourth Master treated her well, which could even be considered affectionate, but upon closer observation, it was rather puzzling. From her perspective, rather than calling it affection, it felt more like a sense of helplessness and bewilderment.

Since Myanmar was a developing country, the region still retained a relatively large number of primeval forests.

"Yes, I've seen it a few times, and it indeed looks very similar." As he spoke, Lu Tianxiang rolled up the left sleeve of Yue Le's garment, revealing a pink, lip-print-shaped birthmark situated slightly above the elbow.

Hehe, the handsome man smiled mysteriously, and a moment later, a golden piece of iron appeared in his palm.

A dead silence was the only response he received. A heavy and oppressive atmosphere blanketed the entire grand hall, where numerous Golden-Armored Guards, their eyes bloodshot, stared fixedly at the billowing dust swirling ahead, within which stood a youth acting like a possessed demon.

"Qi, I want to sit beside you." Anxious that someone might open the door and walk in at any moment, Gu Xiyan shifted her body uncomfortably.

From this, it was evident that "Yu" was indeed using Ruier to get close to Lu Tianxiang, and even Ruier herself was unaware of the ultimate motives behind it.

According to routine, the day's training schedule should be announced first. Previously, this task was handled by Jim Iron, but now that he had been relieved of his position as interim head coach, he adopted a detached, carefree attitude with no intention of opening his mouth, seemingly wanting to see if Li Zhe could bend those veteran troublemakers to his will.

"It was already announced in front of players across the entire country, how could it be fake?" Chu Yan glanced at Ye Wang and replied.

Seeing his wretched appearance—covered entirely in filth—I couldn't help letting out a sigh and saying, "Indeed, things have truly been difficult for you." With that, I ordered the soldiers to untie him, take him away to wash up, and fetch some clean clothes from the shed for him to wear.

Hua Zhenbang hailed from a revolutionary family after all. Following three generations of arduous struggle and rising from the turbulent eras, the capital accumulated by his family was simply beyond the reach of ordinary people.

It was hardly surprising, as the knights he usually interacted with were rather steady and composed in their demeanor and actions. Even though each knight had a distinct personality, none of them would ever burst into bizarre, echoing shrieks at every turn.

Looking closer, the purple thread representing anger and the black thread representing malevolence had fluctuated slightly upward a minute ago.

Facing such an overwhelming momentum, the Prince of Zhao naturally dared not act rashly, and the punitive army halted its advance at Yecheng.

After a short while, seeing that Ding Ling showed no abnormalities, Yang Wei forked the piece of kidney, dipped it into the chili sauce, and popped it into his mouth.

Although Zhou Pingyuan's tone was filled with concern, a trace of relief welled up in his heart. Upon realizing this, he immediately felt a deep sense of self-contempt.

The sound was exceptionally sharp, akin to a starving hound catching sight of a meaty bone, causing Theron and Maguire to cast sideways glances.

However, Ye Feng knew that if it were merely a Great Zombie, it could indeed fly over on its own, for it had already reached the realm of a Flying Zombie, and short-distance flight posed no major difficulty.

Now Ningxia really felt an itch in her heart. It wasn't that she was truly so noble-minded as to love Xiao Chen despite his unattractive appearance; rather, it was because he possessed a pair of eyes that bore an uncanny resemblance to Nie Chen's. That single pair of eyes was enough to plunge her hopelessly into submission.

Yet, the most excruciating pain was not from her physical wounds, but from her heart. At that moment, she suddenly realized that death was perhaps not the most terrifying thing; far more terrifying was the realization that while her body lived, her heart had already died.

The posture of Hao Qingxuan as she practiced her swordsmanship was breathtakingly graceful. With every movement and gesture, she exuded an incomparable aura, resembling an ethereal sword immortal dwelling in the heavens, untainted by even a speck of dust.