Volume 1, Chapter 64: Since There Was Cheng, Why Must There Also Be Jun?

"Kill them!"
The desperate martial artists of the City Lord's Mansion rushed forward numbly.
Ye Cheng cut them down like slicing vegetables, killing every single one that came.
In just a few short seconds, half of the City Lord's Mansion forces were wiped out.
Huo Xing felt as dead inside as stagnant water, and said woodenly, "Ah-Hui, you go up there too!"
What John meant was for all the martial artists of the City Lord's Mansion to charge forward, which of course included Zhang Hui, even though Zhang Hui was supposedly "severely injured."
Right at this moment, Yun Hao heard a series of loud explosions coming from within the purple qi, followed by the crisp, fierce shouts of Xin Yuan.
Having initially promised to leave a living captive behind, he threw that completely to the back of his mind under the provocation of Shen Nianyi. Seeing that the dozen or so people in front were clearly hesitating while the three to five hundred people behind were already growing restless, Shen Nianyi acted.
Watching with rapt attention, Lu Gulin noticed that the young lady's lips were exquisitely formed, with clearly defined contours and a pale pink hue. Especially the corners of her lips, which turned slightly upward, radiating sweetness even without a smile. No wonder someone had spent a fortune to buy peonies as a gift—flowers paired with a beauty could truly be called a match made in heaven. He felt the sender had an exceptional eye for aesthetics.
"Regarding this point, I actually have a clear reason." With that, Ebota unbuttoned his outer coat, revealing the skin beneath.
Flames swept across the heavens and earth, and gigantic fiery cannonballs slammed into the spot where Yun Hao stood. Blazing fires soared into the skies, turning the area into a vast ocean of fire, leaving only scorched earth in the wake of the explosion.
There was no other way. On an ordinary day when tensions were not so high, if one were to fly into a rage at His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, so be it; at worst, one could simply resign from their official post! Even His Majesty the True Emperor could not act so tyrannically as to directly execute an innocent Emperor-realm powerhouse.
"The buyer's identity is inconvenient to disclose; he only asked that the young lady accept these flowers and forgive him for the displeasure caused by his momentary rashness." Lu Gulin was a skilled businessman, and as he spoke, his peach-blossom eyes curved into smiles, making it so captivating that Shi Ying could not bear to blink.
Looking at his enthusiastic demeanor, Xu Fan shook his head with a wry smile. It seemed that he had sneaked away from home probably just for the sake of this wine.
"What's so impressive about that? Once my cash flow frees up, I'll buy you one," Zhao Zilong said generously.
The new recruits among the city-guard soldiers had now also fought their way to a bloody courage. In this battlefield where lives vanished every single second, the two armies clashed in a life-or-death struggle; if one did not fight desperately and harden their heart, the next person to die might very well be oneself.
The elders of the demon clan accompanying Feng Yan in the main hall were drinking and chatting, currently holding a celebration feast.
Before Ye Yuhan had even arrived, the narrow jade sword in her hand whipped through the air like scattering rain, unleashing layers of pitch-black sword light as she ruthlessly slashed down at Jun Yan.
With Qi Dongfeng refusing to give consent, none of them dared to go to the military base to snatch people away. As arrogant as they were, they didn't dare act wildly against the military; they still knew their own limitations.
However, a day passed, and a week passed. A full month passed, and Gu Chen showed no signs of waking up whatsoever.
Dao Tian looked at Lan Yu with hopeful anticipation, but when Lan Yu nodded, the hopeful look on his face vanished.
She could still remember her father's voice, always sounding doting yet helpless. She could also remember her mother's nagging—clearly caring deeply for her, yet always expressing it in ways that Xia Shiguang found repulsive.
Yet this sensation did not ease in the slightest; instead, the more food she consumed, the more intense it became.
Hearing She's words, Jun Yan felt a twinge of doubt, but time was pressing, and he still had people to rescue, leaving him no opportunity to ask further questions. Golden-blue light gathered in his eyes, and golden-blue spiritual flames surged around his body. Under the protection of the terrifying high temperature, Jun Yan slowly stepped closer to where the black fog resided.
Augustus grabbed Qin Yang and dashed toward the window, leaping directly through it. Moving like lightning, he vanished in an instant, without even glancing at the panicked-looking Palio beside them.