Chapter 42: Ah Bao and the Four Little Ones Put Sacks Over Long Xingyu and Beat Him Brutally

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Since the current dynasty decentralized governance and military command to the regional military commissioners, all military provisions within the various prefectures and counties have been independently provided by the localities themselves, except during wartime.

Being only five years old, Yan Poyue had no comprehension of the immense weight of the promise Pei Yanyan was whispering into his ear. He simply reached out both arms to hug her back, breathing in deeply the scent of her, and allowed her to take a handkerchief from her pocket to wipe the sweat from his temples.

Yet, the moment Lin Zhihe's parents brandished the status of "Martry's Family," all of their resistance was reduced to a joke.

Having witnessed this suicidal attack—as tragic and ostentatious as a moth flying into a flame—even the sniper, a veteran battle-tested and accustomed to facing everything with the calmest composure, felt a subtle surge of warmth and heartfelt regret in his heart. Such a heroic soldier was truly a great loss.

For a moment, Shi Lingchuan did not know whether he should be glad that his illness hadn't flared up, or feel conflicted about the fact that his sister, Dong Wanyu, had feelings for him.

After all, even when high officials of the Directorate for Surveillance died, there was no justice to be spoken of, let alone mere Imperial Guards like themselves. If they were killed, they would likely die in vain. The Northern Barbarians were truly uncultivated savages who relied entirely on brute force.

With the Great Han invading today and the Northern Barbarians pressing south tomorrow, were the people of the Qian Dynasty truly fated to be beaten?

"Host, the male lead is here." The moment Naoqi's reminder faded, a tall and straight-figured man walked in against the light.

That night, the chirping of cicadas could be vaguely heard from the lawn. Wen Tong took the elevator up early and took out her key to open the room door.

Deng Mingzhao rode on horseback, thinking to himself that even if Pei Zhaoqian heard about it, so what? He would only be happier now; how could he possibly have the mind to issue military floggings over this matter?

Look at this—he had merely come here to find materials for making spirit value plaques, only for a purple-tier demonic beast to suddenly pop out. Although slaying the civet cat demon before him would cause his spirit value to skyrocket, his current purpose here was to gather materials for the plaques.

Wu Yun thanked Zhang Chu and then called the senior male student named Yang Guangcan.

No one paid any attention to Lin Xuexun, but he had a miserable time of it. Bound all over and left lying unable to move an inch, when he urgently needed to relieve himself halfway through, he had no choice but to wet himself—a truly agonizing torment.

Long Xinglun, whose body had been tense all this time, slowly relaxed after the people from the Ma and Wu families departed. His tightly clenched fists gradually unknelled, and the impulsive thought of using the medicinal power of the Yanxuan Pill sank away in a mere fraction of a second.

Yet no matter how Jiang Yin called upon the system, there was no response, and the residual soul remained as motionless as an old monk in meditation.

Right at that moment, a severely wounded disciple of the Agrarian School rushed in to report: General Wang Li of the Empire had already led two hundred elite artillery units to ambush the periphery of the Six Sages' Mausoleum and was about to annihilate everyone from the Agrarian School in one fell swoop. Immediately afterward, the disciple breathed his last and died.

By now, night had fallen. At nine o'clock in the evening, he quietly got out of bed, dressed, opened the door just a crack, and looked outside, only to discover that there were police officers standing guard at the doorway. A cold expression crossed the doctor's face; at that moment, his mind raced with countless thoughts, and a violent aura radiated from his entire body.

Hum! The next second, an invisible force oscillated outward, barely rippling into the distance.

In that case, there should be scars on the demonic beast's body, since fights between beasts essentially consisted of mutual biting and tearing. Yet there was not a single scratch on this civet cat demon.

Among the netizens who believed this matter, the pilgrims and fans of Tiandi Temple made up the majority. They were well aware of Xuanwei's medical skills and capabilities, and since Xuanwei happened to be in Yanjing, perhaps he really was participating in this epidemic prevention and control work?

Ji Ruoyan untied her hair ribbon, straightened her long black hair, and tied it back into a single ponytail, making her declaration with an aura full of vigor.

"A temporary burst of impatience? Don't you know why Xiao Yu is giving Manager Lu a hard time?" Zong Yun asked, somewhat surprised.

However, Xuanwei showed no sign of impatience because of this. He listened quietly, nodding from time to time and offering appropriate guidance.

Unless he was a silicon-based lifeform, it was impossible for any carbon-based lifeform to survive directly in outer space in the flesh.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerate, the two of you are not welcome guests in this temple. Please leave immediately!" Xuanwei said.

In his conversation, the Xu Rubin before him always exuded a quiet elegance distinct from ordinary people. It seemed his previous impression of him had been somewhat biased by preconceptions.

"Respected Leader of the World Alliance, I am the envoy of the Kunpeng Grand Alliance, requesting to join the World Alliance!" That large bird transmitted a message directly into Li Yunfei's mind.

"Bend your elbow at a right angle; the midpoint of the bend is the Quchi acupoint. This acupoint has the function of dispelling wind, clearing heat, and purging the Yangming meridian." After scraping Niuwa's back until it was purple and black, Xuanwei skillfully massaged the boy's elbow.

Driven by this demand, the US military also hoped to conclude the conquest of Japan as early as possible. Severing Japan's communication channels with the outside world could also serve to urge the Japanese army to surrender. During this period, the US military also intensified its bombing of the Japanese mainland.

Seeing that he could still joke around, Xiao Hansu felt even more at ease. As they walked, she explained the situation to him.

This Hooge truly understood the fundamental essence of flattery and sycophancy. As he listened to Harrison's smug boasting, not only did his facial expressions match the mood impeccably, but his body language swayed with seamless perfection without the slightest hint of affectation. When he needed to look surprised, it left no trace; when he needed to look admiring, it appeared completely natural. Such a lofty realm could truly be called invincible.