Chapter 147
These past events were etched so deeply into her mind like carved outlines. No matter how hard Zhangsun tried to forget them, they would still inevitably surface in her dreams time and time again.
Gusu Xue could not see through Xu Chunqiu, but rather than engaging in a dispute, she found a place and began to cultivate on her own.
She labored to the point where, whenever she thought of those two men who had forced her to run about, she could not help but harbor the urge to drag them down with her to a mutual destruction.
Fan Qiuying left a mark behind, planning to find some water first before notifying the people of Hujia Village.
Yue Ning's scheme to divert the disaster eastward was a resounding success, and the Empress's side was not idle either; she had already realized that they had merely paved the way for Yue Ning.
After watching for a while, he withdrew his gaze and then drove away from the school.
Mo Sihan's eyes were bloodshot with rage, and his face cracked at a speed visible to the naked eye, freezing one's entire body with numbness.
Within just a few breaths, those five colossal warships were already close at hand, and furthermore, one of them was bearing down directly upon Mukai.
Even after the auction had ended, Mukai still remained in his seat, counting on his fingers, trying to figure out how many Heavenly Spirit Pearls he would ultimately receive.
This followed the precedent of the previous time when she had left the Cold Palace for the Wuchang Hall on her own without receiving any reprimand or punishment, and the Emperor had even closed the doors to rest with her for half a day.
Li Shimin pondered the progress report on Li Ke's side from these past few days: "Brick kilns... iron-smelting furnaces... refining what kind of coke... refining glass... carpenter workshops... blacksmith workshops. What on earth is this combination of things supposed to be?"
Just the thought of it made Fu Siting feel that the burden on his shoulders had grown even heavier. He had to become stronger, much stronger, so that he could protect Qin'er and his family.
Hua Zhao spoke through gritted teeth, every single word exuding her intense grievance and indignation. This person was simply too shameless.
Indeed, things that were easily within reach failed to stir the slightest bit of interest in Niuniu. Her eyes remained utterly calm, devoid of any excitement or other fluctuating emotions.
The royal court had already dispatched envoys to the Jin State to request reinforcements. However, the Jin State was concentrating all its forces on attacking the Xia State and had no time to look westward.
Qiao Ning's nails dug into her palms. She could not look away; Qiao Huaijin's hand was gripping the back of her clothes tightly, forcing her to straighten her posture.
Lin Ling secretly cursed her misfortune, turned and fled as if she had oiled the soles of her feet. Ji Rui, sitting before the office desk, grew increasingly frosty, picked up the phone, and dialed.
Jiang Ningqin took a deep breath, let out a cold laugh, and glared at Lin Rou with eyes blazing with fury.
Brother Li gave me a resentful glare, while Old Wang E was still standing there looking pleased with himself until he got a knock on the head.
Sihan, who had never expected him to be at the scene, instinctively cried out loud to the person down on the stage.
Jia Xu's expression paused slightly. From Yang Feng's words, he could sense that Yang Feng intended to recommend Xu Huang to Lü Bu, little knowing that his own primary purpose in coming here was precisely for Xu Huang.
Opening the boundary gate at this moment was different from entering the Sumeru Space before; back then, they had mastered the exact timing for opening the Sumeru Space, whereas now they were forcing the gate open. Even though the sixteen elders possessed profound cultivation, two full quarters of an hour had passed, yet the boundary gate still showed no sign of materializing.
By this time, the Jiangdong soldiers in Wuling had reached twenty-three thousand, while the defenders inside the city numbered only three thousand. Pitting three thousand men against over twenty thousand Jiangdong soldiers—had it not been for Deng Xi's resourcefulness, the city would likely have been breached by the Jiangdong troops long ago.
Even a Grand Master-level crane hidden deep in the mountains ruffled its wings, covered its head, and squatted on the ground like an ostrich with its rump stuck up in the air.
However, Seoul was not his ultimate destination. The place he was heading to was Goyang, a satellite city of Seoul Special City.
Seeing the old man narrow his eyes and gaze at his left hand, Ling Wu scratched his head and nodded gently. It turned out that the old man had long since seen through the secrets of the Boundary and the Remnant, which filled Ling Wu with even greater admiration for the mysterious elder before him.
Pang Fa and the others also shifted their attention to Huangfu Xu. Although the battle had been won, the subsequent troubles were numerous—such as the reaction of Liu Suifeng from the Great River Gang, the responses of other factions in Xiangping, and the attitude of the Great Yong officialdom toward a brawl resulting in hundreds of casualties. Not a single one of these could be ignored.
"Gongjin, do you have a brilliant strategy to capture Wuling Commandery?" Sun Ce cast his gaze toward Zhou Yu. During the campaign to conquer Jingzhou, Zhou Yu's tactical acumen had played a crucial role; otherwise, it would have taken the Jiangdong army considerably longer to subdue Guiyang and Lingling commanderies.
Lü Bu cast a narrow-eyed glance across the battlefield, a look of delight appearing on his face. Liu Bei's attire was undoubtedly extremely conspicuous among the Yizhou army; as the Prince of Hanzhong, he was the most pivotal figure in the Yizhou army, and Lü Bu had previously seen the Prince of Hanzhong's attire. Although the battlefield was chaotic and the firelight dim, Lü Bu still managed to spot Liu Bei.
Wayne watched Mo's action, and just as he wanted to stop him, he remembered that even if spared, the scale-ants would pursue them endlessly. With a helpless sigh, he closed his mouth and prepared for battle.
"I cannot suppress this anger. The talents of our Huaxia are being wasted like this, how can you expect me to control my temper?" Hua Guoen grew even more agitated.
He no longer felt a tightness in his chest because, from her words, Nie Feng learned that although Yang Cenwei did not plan to forget him, she had at least decided to let him go and stop pestering him.
"You are not allowed to beat them to death, do you hear me?" I must capture this person alive and hand them over to Yanzi and the others, to settle accounts before the muscular man's spirit.
"Where... where are you taking us?" the fat man wheezed, shouting. Being hoisted by the neck with his heavy body, he was already being choked to the point of near suffocation.
When Shi Potian's gaze landed on the Great Sage, he froze blankly for several full seconds, then let out a bizarre yell and lunged forward fiercely.
Yet the Patrol Palace had already transformed into a submerged reef floating upon the ocean surface, becoming the focal point of attention for all factions.
The Myriad Golden Weapons Divine Art, an epoch-making supreme technique, rapidly forged him into a grandmaster of the Four Realms of Mortal Martial Arts, pushing his physical functions to their absolute limits. These supernatural abilities were entirely mundane by comparison and could not possibly draw even the slightest fraction of his attention.
In this manner, Ye Han single-handedly suppressed everyone present, using an extremely uncompromising attitude to shatter the original attempt of the Qin family members to leverage their influence and accuse Ye Han of disrupting the wedding.
As for the so-called powerhouses on the Secret Ranking, anyone wishing to withstand his "sword of five hundred years" would at least need to rank among the very top few. The few individuals before him, judged simply by sensing their spiritual qi aura, completely lacked the qualifications.