Volume 1, Chapter 51: Nambu Pistol
"Very well, it has been a long time since we last saw Master and Senior Sister. Once Xu Hong wakes up, we will head straight to the Proppping Heaven Sect. We must have Master preside over settling the final score with the Mourning Star Gate," Qin Mengling said, nodding as she looked at the vermillion jade Xiao flute in her hand.
Meanwhile, Fighter Lina had also heard from Fighter Longchen about Shen Feng's actions and quickly rushed over to apologize to him.
"Fight if you want! I refuse to believe that a human immortal cultivator who relies on sneak attacks and hasn't even reached the Celestial Immortal realm can kill me with just a divine sword in his hand!" the octopus monster roared, provoked by Xu Hong. Yet, Xu Hong had to admire its discerning eye, as it instantly recognized his current cultivation level and the grade of the Fish-gut Sword in his hand.
The others they had brought along had all perished in the heavenly tribulation of divine might. Now, aside from Guili, everyone present—including Gui Hanfeng, Mu Li, and especially Leng Feng—were experts at the Earth Shining Realm.
"Your son takes his leave." But before he could even turn around, he heard Emperor Zhongzong utter these words, setting his imagination racing.
As it happened, Yu Qing was carrying in her storage pouch some specialized items designed to counter the enemy's heat-resistant mechanical beasts.
"No worries, everyone is doing great. Boss Yang, we'll take our leave first and send someone to pick you up later." Led by Zhang Zonglong, the group didn't even finish their sentence before scampering off in a flash.
"Very well, then I will take this attack of yours. I refuse to believe how powerful this move of yours could possibly be!" the Northern Saint Emperor said, striking a defensive and guarded posture. Although he still found it hard to believe that his opponent could defeat him with a single strike, this was his last sliver of hope for survival, and he dared not be the least bit careless.
The gruesome corpses and the unknown murderer added an extra layer of fear and eerie gloom to the already isolated inn standing amidst the snow. Those without suspicion locked themselves away in their guest rooms to avoid any taint of doubt; no one stepped outside unless absolutely necessary, for none wished to become entangled in suspicion.
"Never mind then, I won't disturb Grandfather anymore! However, Uncle-Master, can I stay by your side from now on? That way, the moment Grandfather comes out of seclusion, I'll be able to see him right away!" Li Tong requested of Xu Hong.
"Very well, then your husband shall not disturb Xi'er." With that, he rose, gently lifted Lin Hanxi onto the bed, tucked the brocade quilt around her, and gazed tenderly at her for a long while before turning to leave.
After his escape, the Tujue soldiers in the city were left without a commander and could only fight individually, ultimately being completely annihilated by the Zhou army.
Finding herself unable to watch any longer, Lin Hanxi decided to slip away. Having been out for over an hour, she had been walking on thin ice the entire time. What on earth was so great about getting married?
Furthermore, Zhou Chu decided to shift his focus back to Yanjing. After all, his time in Hainan had merely been about real estate, and now that a real estate bubble was beginning to form, Zhou Chu could feel the risks mounting.
Midwinter snow, laden with a heavy chill, fell in flurries, and the three eastern, southern, and western gates of the Yuxiang Pass had long been blanketed in thick snow.
Thus, the two of them resumed eating, though the driver classmate's meal somehow seemed less appetizing than before.
Li Hao stared in confusion at Zhai Fang and Fang Gang. Even a fool could see that Fang Gang was pursuing Zhai Fang and had come to ask her out on a date. He wondered what Zhai Fang's intentions were. Besides, Fang Gang looked like an extremely wealthy fellow; wondering what his father did for a living, he figured he must be either a rich merchant or a high-ranking official.
However, they never expected that the Sui army would actually enter the territory of Ji under the pretext of capturing Jin Bofan. Furthermore, upon arriving at each county seat, the Sui army used the excuse of needing to uniformly deploy personnel to relieve the county magistrates of their duties, replacing them with military officers from the Sui army to act as city lords, thereby effectively taking control of the counties.
Liu Mang and the others received the news at three o'clock in the morning. When the three of them rushed to the hospital, Wu Qu had already finished surgery and was resting in the intensive care unit.
Then, Ryuba was seen leaping high into the air, and within the single eye of the Three-Tails, one could clearly see the ultra-large Jade Rasengan—over a dozen meters in diameter—held in Ryuba's hand, rapidly expanding.
Upon seeing the mess of ghost-like, squiggly characters scrawled on the first sheet of letter paper, Old Yuan's heart instantly leapt into his throat.
With the benefits not yet delivered, he was already making demands? Mu Ziqi wore a noncommittal expression; in this day and age, he truly hadn't encountered many girls this shameless.
Along the way, aside from the first two or three sentry posts, the rest of the guard posts had already been completely abandoned.
Sitting inside the cabin of the boat and watching the overlapping green mountains and lush forests on both banks, accompanied by tender green grass and fragrant wildflowers, Shen Fu felt deeply at ease.
Faced with the demonic charge of the Dragon Fang Army, Hou Junji was also frightened to a pale pallor. He had never witnessed any army capable of such fierce and terrifying brutality.
Su Rou'er lifted the curtain of the sedan chair and looked outside. The sedan bearers from a moment ago were all lying lifeless on the ground, blood oozing from their throats. As for the maidservant who had accompanied her, she was nowhere to be seen.
"What do you mean by being so formal? Our two families are joined by marriage, there's no need to stand on ceremony." Bai Yusong's skin thickened by several layers as he spoke, naturally remaining completely impervious to any resistance.
Huangquan, however, did not seem to hear the implicit threat in the words of his opponent; instead, he shook his head and dismissed Obito's conjecture. Or rather, at that moment, Huangquan believed that the Obito before him possessed neither the qualifications nor the ability to threaten him.