Volume 1, Chapter 57: The Cao Army Retreats! Zhuge Liang Shocked Once Again!

Although Zhang He was filled with a myriad of relents and frustrations at this moment, he also understood that persisting stubbornly would only result in needless casualties!

He clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned white, and forced a few words out through his clenched teeth:

Pale blue energy erupted around Xiao Feng's body. With a sudden burst of strength, Xiao Feng firmly locked Bai Yu's arm and neck. The two of them crashed to the ground; Bai Yu struggled desperately, but Xiao Feng refused to let go.

Dark Owl's body was charred black in many places from being struck by Leikuang's raging lightning, yet his expression remained utterly unchanged, as if he could no longer feel the agony tearing through his flesh.

"Eldest brother, we should at least find out the truth before deciding!" Yang Lian said, feeling a pang of sympathy as she tugged at Yang Jiao's sleeve.

"I am going to build you a rose-filled garden, and station our home there, yours and mine..." Xu Emei suddenly cried out loudly. Although she and he were now standing back to back, moving in opposite directions, the trembling in her voice betrayed her innermost heart, and the halting of his footsteps proclaimed that he was far from as detached and carefree as he pretended.

Back in the day when Lord Eagle was in power, he had developed the Soaring Eagle Sect quite well. Although it was not as formidable as the Cloud Wave Hall or the Silver Wing Sect, it was still a major faction, and its headquarters was naturally no less impressive.

A soft form slipped up behind Chu Tian unawares, wrapping her arms tightly around him as if afraid he might vanish into thin air at any moment.

Thinking of Zhang Fenglan, though she was already in her early twenties, deep down she was still an overgrown child who lacked tact in her words and deeds. To say nothing else, even he had been left speechless by her on several occasions. Yet, when it came to her character, she truly wasn't as bad as outsiders made her out to be; at worst, she was merely a willful child.

Xiao Feng smiled, placed two fingers to the center of his forehead, and established a mental energy connection with the giant dragon.

"Third Elder, I am extremely eager to help the Winged Folk, but as you can see, apart from our dragons, we are unable to fly and can only operate on the ground. Moreover, this ceaseless rain in the skies poses a severe hindrance to our combat effectiveness!" Chu Cheng poured out his difficulties one after another.

Before he could finish his sentence, he slowly slumped sideways. General Zhao forcefully pulled his sword out, a spray of blood splashing onto the surrounding crowd. Yet no one dared to make a move, because everyone recognized that those stepping into the council hall were the officers detained yesterday, alongside the military commanders from Huiqu.

Just as the meal was freshly prepared, Jiuxiao came over to help carry the dishes to the table, while Qiao Chuting simply completed a cycle of Qi-circulation exercises, restoring her body to seven or eight tenths of its peak condition.

The river water was bone-chillingly cold, fiercely stinging the wound. Blood continued to flow, and I even felt a wave of dizziness washing over me.

"Black Kill is the Alliance's finest assassin. Since even he has failed, who else could possibly deal with this mage?" the Third Elder said worriedly.

As soon as she stepped out the front door, she saw Huang Zijie's car parked there. Lu Yinyue was sitting in the passenger seat, stretching out her hand and waving vigorously at her.

After a long while, he walked over to the corpses of several bodyguards, picked up an energy gun, pressed it against his temple, and with a soft thud, collapsed heavily to the ground.

I stopped watching. Whatever; the system had never given me any good news anyway. I simply cancelled it and blocked the notification feed.

"Damn it! We were just a hair's breadth away." While filled with annoyance, everyone was equally astonished by the resilience of the barrier. One had to know that their combined strike was something even a fourth-tier angel might not dare to take head-on.

"Three hundred yuan. If you think that's acceptable, I'll take you; if not, forget it," the taxi driver demanded arbitrarily, taking advantage of the situation.

Not good! The expressions of the four knights standing beneath the high platform changed drastically. They lunged forward in an attempt to rescue him, but how could they possibly make it in time?