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"I..." He gave a faint smile and downed the bowl of fiery spirits. "I naturally intend to retrieve those crates of fire oil." Ying Wuhuan did not explain how he would recover the oil, telling them only to send a signal if trouble arose, and the men from the Thunder Volcano Villa two hundred miles outside the city would come to their rescue.

"The beacons are lit; a man must defend his home and country!" The scene shifted once more, this time to a battlefield.

"What has happened? You are a veteran general; how can you be in such a panic?" Zhou Xiangqian asked.

Having finished speaking, he took a few of his personal guards and quietly crept forward through the shadows. He saw three Tangut soldiers sitting by a campfire in front of their tent. The closest one was dozing off with his arms around his legs, another was foolishly gazing at the moon, and the third was listlessly poking at the fire.

In the entire Nanzhou cultivation world, only Li Chenyu of the Qianyun Sect and the Old Man of Hundred Poisons of the Hundred Poison Sect could compete with the Alchemy Saint of the Eastern Continent in the art of alchemy.

"Pharmacist Long, rest assured. I guarantee I will set it up perfectly for you." Fatty Hong grabbed the sniper rifle and aimed the muzzle toward the flames. At the same time, Leng Xie also raised his rifle, aiming at the direction of the flames and the giant-winged bird.

After traveling for a while longer, they saw another carriage approaching. The carriage was modest and plain, but Nine Elephants could tell at a glance that the horses pulling it were no ordinary beasts, but military steeds. One who could use military horses to pull a carriage was clearly not as modest as he appeared.

"Brother Zhang, are you sure about this?" Nai Mi asked in disbelief. From his perspective, knowing full well that the enemy's defenses were so tight, going to rescue someone was no different than walking into death's door.

"Mr. Lin Zihan, I believe nearly every fan of 'The Legend of the Condor Heroes' is dying to know how you wrote this book! Could you share the story behind your creation?" Wang Ying asked.

It was impossible; I had to use tools resistant to high heat. At the thought of this, I turned my gaze toward Scar, thinking perhaps the Shark Organization had some treasure that could solve this problem.

Hun Miesheng, Yao Wangui, and Huo Xuan of the Flame Clan all looked at Xiao Zhan with curiosity. After the earlier farce in the desert, they all knew this man hailed from the Xiao Clan, but they had not expected that the shattering of the illusory space earlier was caused by him.

At that time, Lin Shuiyao had chosen Li Junmo entirely for his perfect genes. Now it seemed this man not only had great genes but was also incredibly wealthy.

Zhong Liang and the driver remained in the lobby. Zhong Qiming was taken to a private room deep on the first floor. Hong Chen had not yet arrived, so Luo Song asked the waiter to bring tea and fruit.

Under the cover of the long-range ninja unit's jutsu, they began a coordinated assault on the Sand Village camp.

A thunderous roar suddenly erupted from the stands. It sounded like a lightning bolt, drowning out the incredibly noisy crowd.

Chen Qing woke up, started a fire, skewered the owl meat, and roasted it over the flames for his breakfast.

Lei Bojun smiled and said, "This is the energy source for my aircraft; my aircraft relies entirely on this battery for power."

That pair of phoenix eyes swept across the large room. Seeing no one there, and no one on the bed, a layer of ferocity clouded his handsome brow.

A mid-stage one-star Dou Sheng and a peak-stage one-star Dou Sheng—two powerful Dou Sheng experts attacked simultaneously. In an instant, they arrived before Yao Ming, who held the Nine Nether Staff, intent on striking him down.

"Greetings! I am the person in charge of this Taoist temple. My surname is Chen." A man of about fifty, his hair already turning gray, spoke with a resonant, powerful voice.

Qiao Mu did not explain. It was not that he did not trust Tang Wei, but that he was not prepared to deal with those people from the Tang family—if Tang Wei were to undergo a drastic change in a short time, it would inevitably be discovered, which would lead to great trouble.

Thus, his behavior left me somewhat shocked, but even more so, it left me completely bewildered; I simply could not understand it.

"Actually, I always thought Ah Zhi liked you. After all, she treated you differently. I even thought that if Ah Zhi truly liked you, I would offer my blessings and would never cause you any trouble. I never imagined..." Mu Shan sighed as he said this.

After she was abducted by Leng Ruxin, Leng Ruxin had yet to appear. As for the Marquis of the Southwest, he assumed Leng Ruxin had already explained the ins and outs of the matter to Ye Zhi, so he did not bother to explain much to her at the time.

Clearly, I had put in the effort to help push the luggage, yet someone acted as if they hadn't seen me. It was excessive—truly, it was beyond excessive.

After reviewing some of Xiao Shuyue's preliminary plans, Liyang resolutely decided to hand the matter over to her.

Although Mu Yun had just analyzed Chu Feng's intentions and comforted Ye Zhi, telling her that Chu Feng would not be foolish enough to let the matter slip, it still weighed on her.

Gao Han touched it lightly and immediately felt a cold, bone-chilling sensation, which frightened him into stepping back quickly.

The wind and snow seemed to be growing heavier. People from the opposite ship were constantly crossing over. Once they arrived, someone would drag them into the cabin, moving them bit by bit. The blizzard pounded against the hull, and even the fish below had gone into hiding.

"We can ignore what they say, but we cannot guarantee that no one will feel uncomfortable." Some of those with status raised the point, which truly put him under pressure.