58 Lonely Ghost

The reason Wang Ming was able to defeat the enemy with a single move just now was largely due to his martial techniques, and partly because Zao Wou-ki had underestimated his opponent.

By the time they reached the village, it was already the dead of night. It was the middle of the month, with a cold moon hanging high in the sky. The desolate moonlight washed over the ground, adding a sense of tranquility and peace to the village.

"Then will you draw another separate one for me, please?" Hai Qing said, tugging at Zhao Hui's sleeve and acting coquettishly.

And between him and Li Zhishen, things had long since reached an irreconcilable point. He did not trust the other party, nor did he believe the other party would agree to his request.

Expressing his gratitude to Gao Hongxi, he tucked the wooden hairpin into his bosom. He bid farewell one by one to Song Yinzi, Housekeeper Xia, and the others, then jumped onto the carriage, asked a servant named Liu San to drive, and departed from the estate.

Now, by having everyone raise their hands to decide whether the entire group should risk their lives to rescue Mantianjiao, whatever the final outcome might be, it would ultimately be a collective decision made by everyone. In this way, everyone would consciously treat it as their own idea, and its execution would naturally proceed smoothly and unimpeded, driving everyone to give it their all.

At this very moment, Ma Rong was holding a cup of Wuyi Mountain Dahongpao tea in her hands, seemingly lost in thought, or perhaps pondering some serious question. The gentle steam carrying the aroma of tea drifted in wisps, gradually entering the tip of Ma Rong's nose, making her feel a sudden sense of refreshment that chilled her heart.

It was precisely because of this that Professor Zhong finally felt at ease using the serum on Han Yaochan. The effects were remarkable; within just a few days, his body had already begun to recover its functions.

In less than a minute, accompanied by a few muffled thuds upon landing, KK and the others finally returned to the embrace of Mother Earth.

Especially Xie Yue, who was exceptionally excited. When he encountered the Three-Tailed Jade Fox earlier, he hadn't even had the time to test his soul skills before being controlled like that, leaving him utterly depressed.

Ye Xi did not mind. As the son of the Lord of Haze City, he did not care much for such a trivial reward.

This was what Ye Fan cared about the most. As long as he could confirm that his grandfather was indeed imprisoned here, he wouldn't need to care about any Nine Heavenly Venerables. Even if all Nine Heavenly Venerables were Saint Spirit Realm powerhouses, he would still have to fight them to the death, even if it cost him everything.

As play would have it, when Uncle Liu, who was over fifty years old, returned from Sichuan that year, who would have thought he brought back Zhao Ziyu—a child born to Uncle Liu's concubine in Sichuan. Since the Sixth Branch now had its own heir, the "cousin" prefix to his title of "Young Master Cousin" naturally could not be dropped. Within two years, he was even sent away from the Zhao family's grand estate.

That was something that happened in a mere fraction of a second. At this moment, Lin Yi could not feel any spatial resistance existing in the space around him.

"Oh! Why am I inexplicably happy? This dragon roar is the sound of the fortune and destiny dragon of our Great Qian Dynasty. Suddenly, I have a feeling that our Great Qian Dynasty has grown even stronger," the commoners said in bewilderment.

Having just been injured by the wind blades, his body already bore several wounds. When the Heaven-Swallowing Beast appeared, Lin Yi was concentrating fully on recovering from his injuries.

Walking over to the window and looking at the British-style gardens outside, Zhu Yifeng said with a hint of helplessness.

Although the Grand Governor had not spelled it out, Chen Duan understood his meaning—this "vanguard" post could not be fought.

Upon hearing this, Sheng Yue was overjoyed. Ever since Chai Shaoning left, she had often found herself missing him. Hearing suddenly at this moment that Chai Shaoning had arrived at Chengdu Prefecture, she could no longer suppress her excitement and was about to go out to welcome him. However, seeing the beggar elders seated around, she held herself back.

Suddenly, the Wild Wolf Army made a move that shocked everyone: they all broke away from the Heavenly Dragon Army soldiers they were fighting and turned sharply to the left.

However, given his current appearance, he naturally did not dare to go to Yuxu Palace like this, fearing he would be beaten to death by the protectors of the Chan School before he even walked halfway.

The Black Bear Spirit was puzzled. A sword immortal? Ever since his transmigration, the Black Bear Spirit had always roamed the Western Blessed Land. The Western Blessed Land was mostly territory controlled by Buddhist forces and demons, and Daoist priests were rarely seen on the ground, let alone a sword immortal.

She curled up in the corner of the sofa, stopped talking, and stared blankly ahead. She kept forking apples into her mouth, and in no time at all, the fruit plate was empty.

Introducing all sorts of wild creatures might bring about various negative phenomena. The person introducing them might have a relaxed mindset, but those who came after might not necessarily feel the same way.

The outcome of each side suffering several thousand casualties was not unacceptable. The difference was that Fred was calculating how many days it would take to capture Beasley City, while Robert was considering how best to drag out the human allied forces in Beasley City for as many days as possible.

The new emperor smiled as he looked at the visitor from the palace, an old acquaintance he had not seen in a long time. Compared to his father, this new emperor possessed fewer murderous undertones and a more scholarly aura. Whether he would be an enlightened monarch, Xie Qingxuan did not know, because he truly had not stepped out into the world for many years.

Seeing Wudi reply, the young aristocrat immediately grew interested: "No need to be too polite! Just call me Harry! Thanks to my ancestors' achievements, I was awarded a count's title the other days. Ha, I finally qualify to come here!" Growing more enthusiastic, the young aristocrat picked up his cup again and took a sip of red wine.

The Tiger King saw this clearly from the side. The moment he saw his second brother in danger, he immediately lunged forward and caught me, as I had already fainted!

"Alright, I'll go arrange it right away and have it delivered to you before leaving work this afternoon," Quan Xinyi said, finally understanding as he smiled promptly.

Right now, they needed to force out its primordial spirit while ensuring that its physical body remained undamaged. The power used during the spellcasting naturally had to be controlled with absolute precision.

Huang Shaohong instantly lost the desire to continue chatting. It turned out that this goat-headed monster did not know the origin of the Xuanyuan Sword either; it was probably just a native quasi-sage of this projected world, so there was nothing left to talk about.

The ancestors of the Wu family, including Wu Wei, Wu Yan, and Wu Xi, who were on full alert and blending the real with the illusory, struck out swiftly with a half-breath's delay. Their target was likewise that terrifying golden palm, rather than Great Master Guangfa or anyone from White Horse Temple.

For instance, when taking a dump, if a Green Lantern needed toilet paper, they should use green willpower to materialize some. But who could guarantee that their mind wouldn't think about the act of dumping itself? Then, logically speaking, the Lantern would end up with a lump of materialized green crap in their hand.