Chapter 39

Unexpectedly, from the window behind her, Peilo Yi, who was supposed to have left, cast a sideways glance at her.

Wu Li thought that even if she didn’t speak of this matter, the Cheng family would bring it up first, so it was better for her to mention it first.

If she could handle this situation well, perhaps the Peaceful Princess would be pleased and might even say a few good words about him before Her Highness the Princess.

Much like those influential figures from yesterday, the Governor of Yanzhou had come bearing gifts for Qin Ming.

Her brows were like emerald feathers, her skin as white as snow—far more beautiful than the heavily made-up, surgically enhanced celebrities of later times.

She had to admit, the meat she roasted was far more tender and flavorful, but more importantly, those hands were long, clean, and fair-skinned, truly a sight to behold.

Though he had arrived in Jinsha City only recently, his keen perception had already detected something amiss.

In some respects, this formation bore a striking resemblance to the one Lin Shaoguang had imposed on her.

And that cat, so cool and aloof, with markings on its forehead—perhaps it was kin to tigers from over a hundred thousand years ago.

Therefore, he could only examine the fabric in his hands from side to side, unable to discern any useful information.

An Nuan’s movements stiffened; she naturally understood he was referring to Zhong Xinqin. Indeed, Lu Chengxi and Zhong Xinqin were on the verge of engagement, so meeting family and friends was only natural.

Lu Chengxi’s words startled An Nuan; she opened her eyes, but the man beside her calmly continued driving. Moments before, she had wondered how to address him—should she call him brother-in-law?

However, this news was tightly sealed; apart from a select few within the circle, no one outside knew.

As a result, Walker was reprimanded all night, and by the time he emerged, dawn had already broken.

Walking along the street, she dared not venture into the pitch-black alleys. Relying on memory, she tried to find her way back, but the more she walked, the more unfamiliar it became. The cold seeped in; Yun Zi crossed her arms, trying to warm herself.

“Hey? Brother from the eighth floor! What brings you here?” My sudden entrance startled Caston, while the high officials in the main city seemed to be holding a meeting. My arrival stirred murmurs among them.

But White Cold Leaf didn’t need a tank; what he could wield were Gatling guns or rocket launchers, accompanied by submachine guns.

Fortune smiled upon him after misfortune, as White Cold Leaf realized his chance to counterattack had come. There must be some treasure in that pond, which had healed his dantian.

Xun Dingtian waved his hand casually, and a few men immediately parted the path behind them. The three of us stepped forward, and everything around us plunged into darkness. Complex starlight flickered within the spatial corridor. Having no experience last time, I didn’t know the path we took; now, with experience, I looked around curiously.

Meanwhile, Ao Wuming, locked in combat with Kui Shan, was showing signs of being overwhelmed. After all, even a saint-level expert might not withstand two Kui Shans attacking simultaneously, let alone Ao Wuming, who was only at the third level of the King Realm.

Sean blinked, saying nothing. He truly didn’t know what to say, nor was it necessary, for he could see that Tony Stark had already made his choice. His agony stemmed only from the fact that this choice conflicted with his innermost desires, yet it was undoubtedly the right one.

In his heart, Lu Yuan had always been a calm and gentle man, rarely losing his temper. Yet now, Lu Yuan’s impression was that of a merciless killer emerging from the depths of hell.

After Lu Fan’s punch, the killing intent intensified. With a fierce whoosh, he appeared before King Rong, delivering an overwhelmingly powerful blow.

“Yes... we finally have a home, and yet...” Xue Ping shed a tear. Xue Ting openly sobbed.

Chen Bao abruptly shut down his soul space, severing the fragments inside and the core, extracting the superpower radiation from that man’s body. He was desperate to flee far away from him.

“Kill if you must; enough with the empty talk. Do you think we Dragon Guardians fear death?” The middle-aged man barked coldly. As chief of the Dragon Guardian clan, Long Jiu’s duty was to guard this place. How could he hand over the key to the ancestral dragon land and let others in?

“Uncle Chu Tian, you say you’ve seen fire-breathing monsters. Aren’t you afraid?” After Chu Tian finished, Lin Qiaoqiao withdrew her gaze and asked.

One by one, the deeds of the venerable were loudly proclaimed by Li Zhenshou.

“You must remember, we are brothers of one team. Since we undertake missions together, we must enjoy life together. I don’t want to see a brother die through carelessness,” Lei said, gripping Su Cha’s shoulder.

“As far as I know, there are no other options. We can only temporarily camp in the woods. This area should be safe for now; the outer search teams would never expect us to dare set up camp here,” the Black Water guide shook his head.

“Hey, hey—both of you, stop hovering around me.” Tingshu, multitasking, suddenly darkened his face as he looked at the Nine Tails and Qixi Qingniao floating nearby, feeling annoyed.

Initially, the dojo Tingshu planned to capture only five Bug-type Pokémon, all to be kept inside the dojo, primarily for defending against challengers.

The plum-blossom stakes were staggered in height, seemingly random at first glance. Moreover, the distance between stakes followed a deliberate pattern to increase difficulty.

This tactic could be perfectly integrated into the team battle system centered around Qixi Qingniao, serving as a means of coordinate disruption.

“Ahem, let’s focus on the match.” The commentary seemed overwhelmingly in favor, causing Jidong to feel embarrassed. After a few coughs to ease the awkwardness, he shifted the topic back to the arena.

Those hands were truly the most beautiful she had ever seen; she intended to keep their memory forever in her heart.

Yun Weiyang understood the implication in Duanmu Ying’s words. After all, Feng Qianxi was a prince of a nation; if anything were to happen here, no one could bear the consequences.

The destruction of the tetragonal platform was insufficient; its damage to the bizarre lifeforms might not be enough. Perhaps this was what they hoped for, but it likely wouldn’t resolve China’s crisis.

Just as he retreated, the blood gourd pierced through the void, appearing beneath him. The gourd’s mouth trembled slightly, drawing in the Azure Emperor.

The battle grew ever fiercer. The distant scenery was completely obscured as the furious exchange of energy at the battlefield’s center turned the sky around Longteng’s border into utter chaos.