Chapter 51
He Wu, deep within the forbidden cave, naturally sensed this change. He knew this was his only opportunity. Desperately digging through Wubing's memories, his persistent probing finally uncovered the relevant information.
Having devoured so many souls of the Landebisi people and with Chu Yi's analytical assistance, Zhang Ziqiang understood Rena's motives shortly after returning to the Red Leaf Villa. Members of the imperial family were not entirely devoid of filial piety; Rena and several princes had previously clamored to avenge their father, and they still spoke of him with deep respect.
Seeing Wuyou pointing at him, Nnoitra felt a tight knot in his chest, silently resigning himself to doom. After weighing his options, Nnoitra exchanged a subtle glance with the Octavo Espada, Szayelaporro, and stepped forward, hoisting his massive double-crescent scythe.
At this moment, Yang Changqing's expression was serene. Had his face not been completely devoid of color, he would have looked as though he had merely fallen into a routine slumber. A faint smile even lingered at the corner of his lips, as if he had laid down all the worries and emotional burdens in his heart, departing with absolute ease.
"B-Black... Lord Black Dragon, please speak! Woof!" Ao Ya already knew that Wuyou possessed the means to annihilate souls, so in order to preserve his life, he had no choice but to swallow his pride and submit.
His prayer took effect. The crumbling stone wall flared brightly, and a force field materialized before the steel fist like an impenetrable copper wall and iron bastion, thrusting the mecha back once more.
Upon returning to the inn, He Wu immediately crossed his legs and sat down, mobilizing the spiritual energy within his body to circulate through his entire frame. Whenever he detected even a wisp of medicinal potency, he would instantly encase it with his spiritual energy to prevent it from penetrating further, hoping this would buy him enough time to refine an antidote on his own.
Disregarding Wen Feng's resistance, she wrapped an arm as fair as jade around his and pressed half of her body tightly against him. Wen Feng felt a wave of warmth and fragrance beside him, Sister Youlan's faint and lingering scent filling his nose. His body instantly stiffened, and feeling as though he had been stung by a bee, he wanted to leap away at once.
As the Yangzhou army successively laid down their weapons, Huangfu Jian rushed over at the head of a cavalry squadron with a look of astonishment.
"So that was it. Their calculations are truly astute. When Elder Hua transmitted these words to me back then, I was still half-in-doubt, so I left a phantom double behind to test the waters. Who would have expected that Elder Huo had no intention of betraying the sect, but rather that fellow surnamed Ke... Alas!" Elder Wu sighed deeply and continued walking forward.
Jiang Beiting did not offer any words of gratitude, nor did he say a single thing; he simply shoveled the food from the lunchbox into his mouth, devouring every last bite.
The two mothers had no objections whatsoever. Upon bringing up the two children's marriage once again and learning that their wedding ceremony had been exceptionally rudimentary, they were both immediately overcome with heartache.
Meanwhile, the smartphone resting on the tabletop suddenly vibrated, signaling an incoming call. Chu Mo glanced at the caller ID, removed the cigarette dangling from the corner of his lips, answered the call, and let out a lazy "Hello."
Catching sight of Lanchun, the two figures in black hastily raised their swords and lunged forward simultaneously. Lanchun immediately raised her sword to parry, and a flurry of flashing blades and crossing swords ensued.
Li Jinyang then retrieved a jade slip from his storage pouch. "This is a sect mission I accepted in advance. The task is to deal with a white-haired zombie."
Thousands of meters ahead of them, like a sun burning in the dead of night, a terrifying radiance continuously emanated, as if illuminating the path before them.
Noticing that the river had merely surged abruptly without any further disturbance, he finally set his mind at ease.
Just as Xu Zhengyang was hesitating whether or not to purchase a concubine to take turns cultivating with after this year's harvest...
His severed hand, still gripping the gun hilt, fell to the ground. Cui Yan clutched the wound on his right hand as blood spurted out, screaming and roaring frantically.
Lu Jin looked toward Wugen Sheng. Previously, they had been charging and tempering themselves among the Eight Banners soldiers, and remained unaware of what had transpired with Zhang Zhiwei. However, since Wugen Sheng had been traveling alongside Zhang Zhiwei, he ought to know something.
This was a rare and fine opportunity for Granada. It was the first time thus far that Granada's attack genuinely looked threatening.
Just days before the opening of the transfer window, rumors surfaced once again that Mourinho was searching for a new defensive midfielder. Moreover, these reports were growing increasingly frequent and sounded more and more credible, causing Yan Feng's heart to sink completely.
Yet... yet the imperial edict of the Wan'nian Princess—the one not yet spoken aloud—she had already guessed seven or eight parts of it. If she had to trade that person's life to secure a reunion with her younger brother in this lifetime, how was she to choose?
Wiping the sweat from her brow, Zhaodi moved over to stand in a circle of sunlight filtering through the gaps in the trees, opened the basket she had brought, and under the gaze of all present, produced a package of dried meat.
"When have I ever wailed and cried to the heavens just from a bit of pain? Stop slandering me," Han Sijun glared at Dongfang Jin and retorted.
However, once the seal on the energy within his body was lifted, the energy automatically began to circulate through Lin Yu's meridians, autonomously repairing his injured physique. It was precisely because of this that the pain afflicting Lin Yu diminished significantly; nevertheless, due to the short amount of time and his fractured arm, he was still unable to use the limb.
Hearing the old man speak in such a manner, the clerk who had come to clean up assumed he had encountered yet another scoundrel trying to default on his bill, and immediately reported the matter to his superiors.
With a high-pitched tone, an uncontrollable passion erupted within the masked elder's voice, and the atmosphere in the arena was instantly ignited to the fullest. Many cultivators who had previously been sitting with their eyes closed in meditation now opened them, fixing their gazes upon the stage.
As a team visiting Granada for the first time, Chelsea temporarily appeared far from as aggressive as they had claimed before the match. Yet this was merely surface-level probing and control.
At that moment, the eunuch holding the imperial seal had already reached the entrance. With a loud shout, he drew the long saber at his waist and charged forward.
Around that time, Ying was imprisoned on charges of treason, but escaped prior to imprisonment. The Great General issued an order for his arrest, and Ying committed suicide. The Great General's lingering anger unappeased, he was hastily buried in the northern suburbs of Qinzhou.
Jingyi's expression was somewhat gloomy. Although she was unwilling to admit it, just as Shui Rou had said, if Liu Tian truly possessed that level of strength, she obviously would not be a match for him either, and this was certainly not the outcome she desired.