Volume 1, Chapter 56: Cao's Army in Despair, the Crushing Might of the Dragon Cavalry!
Following the direction Ma Su pointed, they looked ahead.
The army flying the great banner bearing the character "Yang" was outfitted entirely in fine steel chainmail, which gleamed with a chilling, steely glint under the morning sun.
At first, the Cao army did not take this sudden appearance of troops seriously.
There were not yet many disciples eating, and many seats remained vacant. Catching sight of Shen Jun at a glance, he hurried over, thinking his lunch was finally sorted. When he reached Shen Jun, his own bowl was already on the table, filled with food.
Li Zixiao originally wanted to hold back the overwhelming bitterness in his mouth and say it tasted good, but the moment he opened his mouth, the intense bitterness surged straight up his throat.
However, the moment this impulsive idea was voiced, it was blocked by Shenxing Wuji. He had not expected Chai Zhiling to actually choose this path.
Lu Ming concentrated the black malevolent Qi toward his chest. As the ball-like Qi dispersed, tens of thousands of streams of seawater shooting through the air suddenly froze, and the billowing malevolent Qi swallowed up the motionless seawater in the sky.
Chiaoxia cried, "Dad, Mom, stop scolding the second brother! Can't I just give up this job at the textile mill?"
The original Lord's Mansion had been completely destroyed during Ye Shaoxuan's battle against the evil monk, but now a brand-new Lord's Mansion had risen from the ground on the exact same site, looking towering and magnificent.
The abandoned mine pits no longer posed much of a threat to everyone, but heaven knows what it would be like after nightfall! Although the surroundings were currently "peaceful and quiet," judging from last night's eerie lights and piercing cries, once night fell, the terrifying reputation of the Amos Mine would manifest in the world once more.
"Hehe, Jasri, stop joking around!" With that, Shenxing Wuji asked, as if to cover up his embarrassment, where they were now.
Wait, this could no longer be explained by science; a person coming back to life after dying required a rather romantic mindset to believe. The only thing that could be confirmed now was that he had indeed fallen from the upper floor, and according to witnesses, he had indeed fallen to his death.
In an instant, a thin mist of tears veiled Yang Shani's eyes. The entire restaurant fell silent for three or four seconds before Li Zixiao picked up where Wang Rumeng left off.
For a time, Peng Yifei was subjected to all sorts of online attacks. Her company even issued a special statement to distance itself from her, claiming they would terminate her contract and make her bear all the consequences alone.
If it were said that he had heard about it from his old man Ren Tianxing, that might be possible, but his mother had passed away long ago—where else would Chen Fei have heard of it?
According to the description of the Heavenly Dragon Sect, the Fivefold Divine Sect possessed nearly a hundred Nascent Soul experts, dozens of Dao Transformation masters, and a Primordial Spirit realm master holding down the fort. Even if Hongxi was already ranked as the number one expert in the Yu Kingdom, he absolutely could not defy the imperial edicts of the Fivefold Divine Sect.
Of course, to provide a graceful step-down for both parties whose relationship had been somewhat stiff, a proper opportunity was naturally needed. Now, Zhang Sixixi asking Yang Kai and Shang Qianfei to act as matchmakers for his son presented just such a joyous occasion, which naturally served as the best opportunity.
The number of people building the wharf grew increasingly large, reaching a full several hundred. It took nearly a month's time before the construction of the wharf was finally completed.
Lu Chuheng was genuinely startled. He knew Ye Weiyin had a bad temper when waking up and had witnessed it to some extent, but such a fierce reaction... he had truly never seen before.
Fortunately, however, they were still young and still had plenty of time to磨合 (harmonize) with each other and find the way of getting along that suited them best.
The two of them sat back inside the room. Over the charcoal stove, the pot of soup was still steaming with rising vapor, and the rich, mellow fragrance still lingered indoors.
Meanwhile, Greed and his companions fled in disarray. Frankly speaking, he still felt somewhat humiliated, especially in front of his subordinates; he had never been in such a sorry state before, whether within his own tribe or here.
Yet the Demon Realm was completely unfamiliar to her, so she had no choice but to remain among the Thirteen Gates of the World.