Battle of Life and Death (3)

Page (1/3) Subconsciously sniffing, she caught that familiar scent once more at the tip of her nose, the very same one she had noticed upon first entering the door.

In fact, Zhang Ji frequently disregarded time, location, and the impact he had on those around him, so they had long since grown accustomed to it.

Entering the Warring States period, the State of Chu deduced the Earth Virtue of "descendants of the Flame Emperor, sharing the same virtue as the Yellow Emperor," causing their banners and attire to transform into a solid earthy yellow.

Covering her mouth, she yawned, then shook her head and patted her cheeks with both hands to wake herself up.

However, the only thing Zhang Ji had promised was not to pursue what happened tonight; he never said he wouldn't hold anyone accountable for things that happened before or after today.

Regarding Zhang Ji's reasoning, Ying Zheng did not seem willing to accept it, yet he understood deep down that Zhang Ji was not unwilling to be close to him, but rather that certain precedents simply could not be set.

Seeing Yun Yin beating around the bush while completely avoiding the mention of her second brother's disappearance, Yun Wangyan could not help but take a deep breath, her tone turning somewhat colder.

Wang Jie took a deep breath, then pushed open the door to the café and located the male counterpart based on the information he had sent.

Coupled with the fact that he had rebuked the reigning Chancellor Hu Weiyong yesterday, there were countless eyes watching him in the shadows.

How could a few assassins with blood-stained hands bypass Hanyang and the others to directly silence them, unless they were acting under orders?

"Is this what Wuge meant by a test?" Chiba smiled. Deploying the Art of Wind-Riding, whenever the monster lashed out at him with its iron chains, it only served to stir up an even fiercer gale. Even without employing the Art of Discrimination, Chiba could anticipate every movement of the monster simply from the momentum of the wind.

The Void Underworld Ring was indeed worthy of being the standard equipment of a terrestrial immortal and demonic overlord like the Nine Nether Evil Sovereign. Its internal space was immense, spacious enough to hold an entire grand city, so storing a modest amount of treasure belonging to the Iron Garment Sect was naturally a trivial matter.

Furthermore, although Wang Hao had not exterminated them to the last man, he would certainly not allow the number of Japanese soldiers within Fengtian City to exceed a certain limit. On the very night the reinforcements entered the city, the slaughter descended.

"Take the vice-commander of the Iron Fang Mercenary Corps, for instance." Ming Xiu raised a hand to pinch Lan Xi's chin, his voice devoid of a single trace of warmth.

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Page (2/3) Lin Sixian flicked the hem of his robe and sat down across from him, replying indifferently at the words, "It is entirely the Chen family working behind the scenes; I dare not take the credit." With that, his gaze swept toward Song Yuyu with a vague, lingering glance.

Continuously channeling astral power to probe the meridians countless times over, the old man ultimately failed to awaken.

Arie cursed Cassius a million times in her heart while drawing circles, but on the surface, she broke into a beaming smile and led the group toward another destination.

"If I hadn't said anything, you might have ended up bringing disaster upon several families. I'm doing this for your good." Ningning didn't care at all about the glare Tang Ning'an had just thrown his way, explaining with a deadpan, serious expression.

The three-headed demonic hound immediately shrieked, spewing a large mouthful of blood from all three heads as its body plummeted straight down from the mid-air.

Things began to feel wrong by the third day. Song Yuyu had been startled awake by a nightmare. In the dream, she had been pinned down by a massive, fallen tree trunk, struggling to breathe with no way to break free. As she was on the verge of suffocating, she woke up in a cold sweat.

As for the one who had become Prince Yue's consort, her words this time were exceptionally scarce—not a single utterance escaped her lips. She merely listened in silence, acting remarkably well-behaved.

Mike turned his head in a daze, asking in incomprehension, "Why is that?" Yet Shao Yiluo felt terrifying to him right now. He still harbored lingering fears from the incident last time; catching sight of those icy eyes still caused his heart to tremble.

Yu Shuting nodded worriedly, wanting to say more, butike patted her arm to cut her off. "It's fine. Since Jin Mingxin said so, it definitely isn't her. Don't worry." He offered a gentle smile. "You can hug him to sleep tonight, what is there to worry about?" He gestured toward Jin Mingxin with his finger.

That soldier was well aware of Ling Anfang's methods and knew how formidable he was, but it had only been a matter of hearsay. For many years now, Ling Anfang had restrained himself, presenting himself as a quiet, gentle Prince Feng to outsiders. Yet this time, just his gaze—merely that pair of eyes—turned the soldier's face pale and drained him of half his soul.

Ranyi was terrified out of her wits and turned to run, but no matter which direction she fled, he would always appear right before her eyes. Like a demon, as though he had grown directly out of Ranyi's own body, he was omnipresent.

In truth, Shiqin was also burning with anxiety, not even daring to blink her eyes too many times, terrified of missing a single instant of the heavenly mandate.

The fewer people who knew about this sort of matter, the greater the margin of safety. After all, his whereabouts had already been exposed, and he knew it wouldn't be long before the operatives of the 'Hand of God' tracked him down here.

Clearly, Qian Xuelang failed to grasp the meaning of "absent." Naturally, Zi Yanxia would not associate with these people; they were irreconcilable enemies—how could they possibly inhabit the same space?

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Page (3/3) Liu Zhao had risen early. Today was the day Nüexin was to visit the Chidai family, marking the ultimate moment of decision for Nüexin—whether to choose Kelly or his own family. Nüexin had already made up his mind the previous day: if his family still refused to accept him and Kelly, he would have no choice but to resist, for there was no other way.

Baili Qi's actions were neither a failure to investigate nor an inability to free himself. Rather, taking into consideration Eunuch Wang's status, it would have been quite difficult for a mere garrison commander to arrest Eunuch Wang, which was why he had escalated the matter to Ma Yong.

"Do you really intend to barge out like this?" Seemingly inquiring, Li Minhao's soft voice echoed gently through the hallway.

"Your brainwaves have betrayed you. It appears this box is precisely what you are searching for," the virtual entity stated bluntly.

Jian Hao's gloomy, handsome face appeared as cold as frost. A glimmer flickered in his eyes as he gazed at the ceiling, seemingly lost in deep thought.

Did not Wei Changxuan also advocate for an offensive? Why was it unfeasible now? "What on earth do you mean?!" he asked with a trace of irritation.

After exchanging a few more remarks, Shafuli instructed the group to step up their defenses, leaving behind only Huang Qisi and Yin Man.

Zheng Kejin offered a proposal: divide the elite troops into multiple columns. When the Xiongnu attacked, hold the ground using divine-machine wagons and infantry as bulwarks, and then unleash the elite forces for a counterattack.

Just as this fellow was preparing to accept Leah's gratitude, the people surrounding them cast gazes full of undisguised contempt in his direction.

"The Beast Emperor? The Beast Emperor rumored to be capable of fighting the Demon Sovereign on equal terms back in the day? How could he possibly be in the mortal realm?" Guo Huai asked with eyes wide open.

MaoDun was naturally overjoyed and repeatedly expressed his gratitude. Long'a had initially listened with great delight, but gradually grew absent-minded. MaoDun keenly perceived this shift. He understood precisely what Long'a desired.

"Heh, then why don't you make a counteroffer?" Zhang Zhixin said with a smile, unbothered, though he failed to notice that his own tone had unknowingly softened considerably.

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