Time reveals a person's true nature.
At such moments, Yu’s cavalry could no longer afford to regret not having packed more clothes before leaving the pass; all stood firm, facing the Liao army’s officers and soldiers squarely. Although Zhang Yang was fully aware that such an approach was somewhat cruel, if he wasn’t ruthless enough and left the enemy an opportunity, then misfortune might well befall himself in the future.
“Su Yuan, that mysterious person told you the location of the death squad and the gang, but didn’t inform you that Xu Guangchong was a member of the Huo Luo Sect, right? Then how did you find out?” Xu Qinhui asked coldly.
“Do you know who the people imprisoned inside are?” Zhang Yang did not rush to execute the two men; instead, he continued questioning them.
When entering, it seemed different, and fortunately, this was not the Amazon, otherwise it would have been impossible to proceed.
He longed to pat the old man’s shoulder and say: Don’t be afraid, we have finally defeated the Tartars, we have returned.
Xu Qiu stared at Shang Yan for a few seconds. He did not doubt Shang Yan’s words; he indeed should be as he claimed.
Everyone looked forward, hoping for good news, but what appeared was not a servant but Qin Lulu.
Xu Kecheng wore a leopard-skin vest, leather boots made from deer skin, and a handcrafted cooling hat made from sturgeon skin. At first glance, he did not resemble a maritime merchant but rather a pirate who had plundered the seas for years.
Flames and icy mist shadows led the way; they had no physical form and were immune to physical attacks, yet they themselves possessed the ability to strike physically. When needed, they would rush forward to embrace the enemy—one could burn them to death, the other freeze them solid. Used for scouting and such, they were akin to cheat tools.
“Did you sleep? That’s good.” Ye Qingcheng rarely showed vulnerability before outsiders and replied with just a few succinct words.
Watching this, Xuanyuan Tian’s light purple eyes revealed a faint smile. The soldiers behind him, who were not transporting supplies, launched a swift attack. Attracted by the supply carts, the Northern Chu soldiers were distracted by these Tianyue Kingdom soldiers not carrying supplies, causing even heavier casualties for Northern Chu.
Suddenly, the sound of galloping hooves approached. The white figure turned her head, frowning slightly as she looked at the man on horseback nearby. She leapt into the air, drifting toward him.
Gu Lanshan turned her head, shading her eyes from the light with her hand, emotions tangled in her gaze.
He usually did not stay in Feng Market, so going to the Western Capital with Li Chen was not a big deal. As long as he could resolve his troubles, no cost was too great.
“How do you know? Did you see it?” Qin Yao looked at her displeased; how could she casually speculate on the higher-ups’ intentions?
The emotions in his eyes, combined with their exquisite balance, were perfect; too intense and they would lose impact, too faint and they would lack depth.
Startled, she floated gently over and looked down from above, instantly blushing deeply.
Lu Haotian wore a long face, utterly embarrassed; the items he sent out had all been returned.
After Satan took a heavy beating from Beidou, his entire body felt as if it had lost its bones, his massive frame collapsing into a heap, filled with resentment.
Perhaps everyone was tired from climbing the mountain and their stomachs empty. The food at the summit tasted far better than what they usually ate in the city.
After positioning four swords, Xia Yang flipped his palm and pressed five long swords simultaneously onto the table before him.
At this moment, anyone could tell the table was filled with tension—not just his own parents, but also Yao Fei’er’s! Yet hearing about the matchmaking left their families somewhat surprised. Yang Hua’s sidelong glance also caught the anger on Yao Fei’er’s face.
“Young Master, I have already stitched your wound and applied very good ‘medicine.’ In two days, if needed, I will come again to change the dressing. Otherwise, please visit the hospital to avoid secondary infection,” Doctor Cheng said to Mo Kaichen after treatment.
Ling Miao did not think Su Yuyang was joking with her. The last time she forgot to delete his manuscript, he had harshly scolded her; this time, causing him financial loss—though small—he remained so calm, as if a storm was about to erupt at any moment.
He enunciated clearly, his tone extremely natural yet revealing a hint of authority. Qin Muchen rarely showed this side, and this unfamiliar man before her was a star? Her boss’s genes were indeed excellent.
“It seems to get through this stage, all the stone men must be defeated. But if these stone men act alone or don’t coordinate attacks, there is still a chance,” Qiu Xuan sighed slightly, realizing this trial was not something ordinary people could pass.
Yet, this magnificent and fierce strike was interrupted by a crisp voice.
Previously, when Li Tianxiong fought Jie Mu, it was the same mindset—attempting to overwhelm with profound cultivation. But Jie Mu’s resurrection ability came from ‘No Interval,’ which was infinite, whereas his own resurrection depended on his finite true energy.
Before long, Lin Yu should awaken! Fang Qiaoqiao thought secretly, filled with anticipation.
Inside, it seemed like another city, surrounded by shops, with various species bustling along the street.
Mo Dingying walked over and suddenly leapt up, kicking Jiang Zhuofang on the backside. He knew the kick was unavoidable, so he didn’t bother dodging.
The cockroaches standing here were without exception adult royal cockroaches; only they could survive such a catastrophe.