Chapter 29

"Hmm—" Liu Ju slowly furrowed his brows. Did Second Sister's way of speaking imply that she was aware of what happened in the past?

Because of these reasons, when Li Ling and the others saw another formation here—and one that was suspected to be a blood array—it was difficult not to associate it with Bai Ya.

When the wolf howls erupted, the six wind wolves broke free from the control of the Grass Puppet Technique. Two of them bared their fangs and lunged at Qin Yan, two went to support the battle on Zhong Yi's side, and the remaining two intended to bypass Qin Yan to launch a surprise attack on Bai Ya and Zhong Qi behind him.

"Crazy? If so, it was you who drove me to it." Long Qianwan suddenly unzipped her jacket.

Zhao Kuangyin proposed moving the capital because Bianjing was vast and flat, offering no defensive terrain. In winter, the Yellow River to the north would freeze, allowing northern armies to drive straight through to the city walls.

The first group was small: the carriage driver Wu Dalang, the personal maid Luo Qiu, and two errand runners.

Following their previous training, the soldiers of the Divine Engine Battalion began to form ranks nervously, raised their rifles, and slowly advanced; after all, this was their first time on a battlefield.

At this moment, it could be said that every True Monarch of the Void who could open a grotto-heaven in the Hongyuan Realm, and even those at the Harmony Realm, felt a sense of trance and difficulty in simply lifting their heads.

As he spoke, he took a bite of rabbit meat and leaned closer. Knowing that these were all seasoned servants who had long served their masters, he felt he had to flatter them well to secure a better position.

"To each their own; just because the young lady likes greens doesn't mean I share the same taste," Luo Wanning explained with a smile.

Unidentified objects came rushing in from two other directions. One shot directly at the group still being besieged by the mana-eating bees, and the other lunged straight at Xu Wen.

Zi Chu watched with great interest as Zhu Xiang taught the children. His expression made it seem as if these two children had nothing to do with him at all.

Lian Po and Li Mu marched toward Changping, repelling bandits along the way. By the time they reached Changping, their troops were filled with a murderous aura that gave the Qin army at the border a significant shock.

Previously, if one encountered two artifacts of the same rank, the Heavenly Eye Precious Light Technique could not distinguish their relative value. With this change, that problem was largely resolved.

Or rather, the fact that Su Yang had not yet killed him and was instead barely maintaining a cooperative relationship was already quite inconceivable.

They had invited people to taste the dishes before the grand opening specifically to gather feedback so they could make timely corrections where necessary.

He later learned that Chen Li had come to the school that day to handle transfer paperwork for a relative. It was said that this person had just returned from a high school abroad; no one knew why they were so set on returning home during their second year to take the college entrance exam.

"Make way, make way!" Zhu Feng shouted along the path. Seeing the emblem of the Prince Jing Mansion, the commoners retreated to both sides, clearing a path for them.

Although Li Mu did not know what madness had taken hold of Zhu Xiang—likely an infection from Lin Zhi—he could not let Lin Zhi leave now, so he joined Wang Jian in playing along with Zhu Xiang's contest.

At most, one would bring a cameraman, but this person had brought seven or eight bodyguards and four or five cameras pointed right at him; those who didn't know better might have thought he was a superstar.

The car following Cao Lin's was driven by the third and fourth brothers, while the First Protector, Luo Tong, was in the third vehicle.

Watching Ma Ling's blissful expression, Xia Lan turned her head to look at the sky outside the window, Zhang Fei's smiling face appearing in her mind once again.

Yin Feng frowned, feeling a sense of urgency. It was no wonder that even the elder of the inner peak was helpless; this was truly too棘手 (thorny).

Amidst the constant wars of annexation, the influence of Bian Zhang and Han Sui grew rapidly. Not only did they kill Chen Yi, the Prefect of Jincheng, but in the second year of the Zhongping era, using the pretext of suppressing eunuchs, they led a grand army to "invade the Three Auxiliary regions and encroach upon the imperial mausoleums."

Di Chongxiao remained uneasy and added two layers of Spirit-Absorbing Divine Shields to Guan Shuangyan before sitting down in front of her. Facing the Extreme Flame Demon, he condensed his divine light inward, forcibly practicing the Yellow Springs Colorful Robe technique on the vast fruit spiritual light and dark divine light still lingering within his body, hoping to break through the limits of the Battle God Realm.

A sword wave of divine light flew forward, slicing the defensive wall—protected by over fifty people—in two without any resistance. The remaining power did not fade, cutting through every house and room it encountered within the residence.

Now that his relationship with He Yuzhu had become somewhat strained, it would be nice if he could ease the tension through the children.

Liu Qingyu would not tell them that they had been sitting in the same private room and at the same table while eating today.

Hearing that there was actually a Transformation-God stage ancestor behind Shangguan Mei, Zhang San turned pale with shock and stood dumbfounded.

After a long while, the lotus platform showed no reaction. Lin Qingfu was just feeling puzzled when he noticed everyone below staring at him with strange expressions.

"Why not call him Da Niu? He is as strong as an ox anyway!" Shui Yifu chimed in from the side, unable to bear watching the beggar, who was being bullied into a state of cowering like a quail.

The grinning Yu Jianian also turned serious. He glanced at Song Xinghe, who was in a state he had never seen before, and sighed.

Zhong Xingyue's status in the hearts of the cultivators had risen, and naturally, they were unwilling to disturb her.

Shen Mubai lowered her head, looking at the injury that had already been treated and bandaged. She thought the male lead was truly quite skillful.

Subconsciously hugging the man's shoulders, the once robust and imposing shoulders now felt thin enough to make one's heart ache.

The way the two of them interacted was naturally very casual, just like the relationship between Mingxin and Mingyi.