Chapter Ninety-Nine: Rebellion and Overwhelming Victory!

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Outside the house, no one knew what was happening inside; none were more anxious than Wang Dongdong. She and Li Xiuyuan had never met before, yet now he was somehow involved in this matter. The more she thought about it, the more guilty she felt. If anything happened to Li Xiuyuan, she would never forgive herself.

According to Li Xiuyuan’s previous itinerary, he had planned to visit the area near Lugou Bridge today. But with this unexpected incident, buying a cup had to take priority before anything else.

Yet, in that moment, she thought of the incredibly beautiful Huang Ailin… Even Huang Ailin was indifferent toward him; what business did she have here, then?

At the sacrificial site, the ground cracked open, and the Five Elements Blood Punishment Array collapsed and disintegrated in an instant.

“Bah, Chen the Second, do you really think I’m a fool?” Tao Xiuying was no fool; she knew her son was brushing her off, but she didn’t bother arguing.

Meanwhile, the entire film underwent a fully digital post-production process, promising the most breathtaking special effects in theaters.

But within seconds, control over the physical body returned to Yin Bingling; however, by then, her spiritual world had already undergone a significant change.

“Just you two weaklings?” Flame Dragon snorted disdainfully, opening its mouth wide, ready to devour the fox and the white dragon’s phantom images.

At the same time, heavy rain began to fall outside, and deep rumbles of thunder echoed through the sky.

There were similar things in America, but they were completely different from what was seen now. The protagonist in this book seemed to have some kind of cheat code—it was truly exhilarating to watch.

Xiao Shan nodded after hearing A Gui’s words. A Gui and A Cheng respectfully took their leave. Xiao Shan exhaled a long plume of smoke, gazing out at the calm Shanghai. Perhaps the city would remain peaceful for a while, but the battlefield and enemy-occupied strongholds ahead were about to face the most brutal trials.

Though not fully understanding, Lin Peng watched in shock as the massive purple barrier shattered like crumbling earth under Du Gu Shuqin’s single palm.

Because every time they set off, it was timed perfectly. The new campus of Zilang Academy in Nantong Development Zone just reached nine o’clock.

Listening to Ying Zuo Zhenzhao’s inquiry, Zhang Xiaolin was deeply shaken by the news of Yu Yefeng and Cao Yun’s deaths. Recalling Ying Zuo Zhenzhao’s earlier angry scolding, as if berating a grandchild, and today’s ambush midway, his heart was filled with unbearable frustration and rage. His years of domineering nature instinctively led him to shout back at Ying Zuo Zhenzhao.

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Later, the migrating group of over ten thousand people encountered the main force of the Tang Dynasty’s official army led by Grand Marshal Guo Xin during their southward journey. It was then that they relayed the intelligence about the notorious bandit known as the Northwestern King, Damurhan, who was brutalizing the local populace.

Ye Jingfeng spoke as he put down the True Martial Sword. Lin Peng suddenly felt much lighter.

Lin Yu was full of doubts. Activating his All-Seeing Eye, he searched carefully but found nothing. Then, looking further into the distance, another image appeared in his vision.

Working as a waiter in a nightclub, one’s eyesight was honed through experience; these wealthy young masters with their luxury cars were the main patrons of the bar.

“She’s also a soldier. I’ve heard of her long ago. I came because of her. Honestly, I like her, but I don’t even have a photo of her,” Cao Meng’ang scratched his head.

A dazzling, enormous five-colored light wheel suddenly streaked across the void at a speed almost unimaginable to everyone present.

“Hehe, a second life… that explanation barely fits. But my memories are heavily sealed, so even I can’t say for sure whether this is a success or a failure,” Lin Kui shook his head with a smile.

As she had predicted, Fan Guanghai’s expression darkened, and with a cold snort, three of his subordinates stepped into the middle of the road, extending their hands to block the four GL400 vehicles.

The spiritual power piercing the black mist beast, protected by the Mind Jewel, began to roam freely. The first act was to gather the beast’s consciousness from the vast black fog.

Hearing Mengmeng’s words, Li Shaofan was momentarily stunned. Strange energy? A few days ago?

After Changsheng finished the arrangements, Fang Chen casually summoned a large number of strange seeds, scattering them onto the land of Qingyun Village.

Many things were not as they appeared on the surface. Daniel Rand’s fists couldn’t hit ‘Matt Murdock’ not only because of their vast speed difference but also for other reasons.

However, before Yang Tao could react, the wall on one side suddenly began to shake.

“Don’t worry, don’t worry. If any reckless fools dare come, I’ll kill them,” Xing Tian laughed heartily.

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Subtly, one could discern that this pride was also a force—the sovereign’s force.

“If I’m not mistaken, this should be a Dragon Ball,” Jiu Xi landed before Xiao Ye and spoke.

Nearby, after losing the first battle, the anxious trainer grabbed his holographic device and Poké Ball. After a flash of red light, the Bulbasaur was recalled into the ball, disappearing from everyone’s sight.

After confirming the equipment was intact, Zhou Qiming went to the corner of the factory and called Ye Feng, informing him to come immediately to the Qiming Technology Company factory.

The room was filled with many congratulatory gifts. Large red paper flower balls hung, and on the embroidered couplets, the character “Shen” was prominently written.

This was indeed possible, as they all adhered to one principle: cut the grass but fail to remove the roots, and it will grow again with the spring breeze.

Li Tianchen frowned slightly but showed no mercy, immediately activating the power of the sacred artifact.

Following Tang Feng’s suggestion, several intelligence agents identified as traitors were beaten to death and thrown into the gas factory, strengthening the Yi Jinfu’s trust in Park Hyunjae.

Swallowing hard, Song Qiaofan’s Adam’s apple moved slightly. His gaze toward Jiang Jiayi grew eager, like a ravenous wolf finally finding its desired prey.

“Brother, you’re going too far. You’re giving me no face at all!” Tong Quan clenched his fists, his face dark with displeasure.

Originally upset because of Wu Xia, her mood wasn’t great, but she was easygoing. Plus, Qin Weining had already helped her resolve the matter, so her spirits lifted.

Su You was also displeased. Quickly sensing his own mood was off, he raised his glass to toast the other three members of the Ma family. They were Ma Qianli’s brothers, named Ma Qianchi, Ma Qianfeng, and Ma Qian’yue. Their names all symbolized swift and noble horses—truly a family that loved horses.