Chapter 48

Because the villagers, regardless of their gaming skills, all excelled at one thing—securing kills.

Feng Qing pondered for a moment but felt at a loss; as for Zhongshan, it was even more impossible. Both Zhongshan and Yuyang were territories under Liu Yu of the Eastern Han royal family, far beyond Yuan Shao’s reach.

Soon, the heavily injured young man of uncertain origin gradually woke up.

From yesterday afternoon until now, they had only rested for half an hour. The four tall horses were already drenched in sweat, foam flecked at their mouths, nostrils flaring with heavy breaths, and the carriage’s speed had noticeably slowed.

The smile on Dao Wugou’s face faded, replaced by a sharp glint. With a swift movement, he approached the five soldiers. Their faces were full of brutality as they drew their swords, angrily signaling to Dao Wugou with fierce intent.

Now that the real opponent had come knocking, though they didn’t know how he had found them, there was no need to care about such details.

However, after years of venturing out, Su You had matured greatly. As for pride, Su You no longer cared much.

Upon hearing Di Fei’s surprised answer, Tiezi was the first to laugh. Bai Yujing did not laugh but displayed a look of admiration. Yet to Chu Liuxiang, Bai Yujing’s expression resembled that of a landlord oppressing tenants and savoring his triumph.

“So, according to Director Han, your Divine Eye remains unbeatable and unchangeable?” Qin Shiyu chuckled.

He got off the car, opened the trunk, picked up the three guns and the hawk-nosed dagger from the ground, tossed them into the trunk, and closed it.

Suddenly, a golden patch of sunlight broke through the black sea of darkness. I hurried toward the opening without a second thought and rushed in.

In fact, if it were not for securing positions and providing cover for engineers clearing anti-tank spikes, infantry wouldn’t need to launch such assaults. Artillery and aircraft could simply bomb the enemy.

He chose Yan Jinnan for a reason. Yan was over forty and unmarried. Based on the information on hand, he believed Yan was more likely to be Yun Zi’s biological father.

“Die!” Tang Ningning grabbed Tong Xianyao’s ear and twisted it a full 180 degrees.

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“Use this for the tricky mines!” The leader pulled a “Broadsword” mine from his backpack.

In that photo, Rong Ling stood just behind Zheng Rao, eyes fixed on her. That look was unforgettable—full of deep affection.

On New Year’s Eve, Xu and Jiang, along with Baihe, picked up Wang Xiaolei from the villa. The two elderly ladies took to each other instantly and shared a joyful family reunion dinner.

Here, on the street, the manhole cover was oddly placed at the roadside. As I twisted it open, some sewage splashed all over my face.

Oh no, this must have really scared him. Hopefully, he won’t report me to the Ministry of War for rebellion and spreading heresy. Yang Qing looked worriedly at the dizzy Guo Xi.

Chen Xi bit her lip and looked down silently. I truly wanted to give her a good talk, but she was so pitiful.

Originally, Yang Yi intended to exchange for the “Divine Illumination Sutra,” a mystical art capable of resurrecting the dead.

But his antics made Lin Mei laugh so hard she could barely stand, drawing curious glances from passersby.

She suddenly felt a strange anticipation when Li Chengjie mentioned occasionally relaxing and taking a drive.

Under such circumstances, the Flying Immortal Sword Sect had yet to devise a strong countermeasure, which was tantamount to courting destruction.

Qin Hai rubbed his leg for a long time, looking pleadingly at Lin Qingya, but she remained silent. This left him helpless.

In less than a minute, as Ye Fei continued watching, his dantian was already full, brimming with dense true energy. Yet, looking at the golden bead in his hand, it remained bright and golden, its inner spiritual power seemingly untouched.

After hearing this, Chang Gongcheng suddenly understood, his expression brightening. He immediately transmitted the ritual refinement method into the other’s mind with his divine awareness and confessed he would protect him at all costs, even if it meant physical dissolution.

Wu Yan would not let the Iron-Skinned Rhinoceros escape, promptly pursuing it while wielding a great sword to strike its legs. After three blows, the rapidly fleeing beast suddenly dove forward, collapsing onto the ground not far away, kicking up a cloud of dust.

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Gu Feng cautiously stared at the “Heart Demon” standing opposite. It did not attack immediately but glanced faintly before sitting down and closing its eyes.

Layers of black matter were forcibly expelled from the body—accumulated impurities and worn bone fragments.

“Not bad,” Kang Qiao replied insincerely. He certainly wouldn’t tell his mother about Tang Lili and Yang Jingzhi, nor about what he had seen that night. The memory suddenly tightened his heart.

After so long cultivating, I had regained some spiritual power, but to fully recover would take at least half a day. I hadn’t expected making the Divine Dragon’s body to consume all my spiritual energy. Thankfully, it succeeded; otherwise, I would be in tears.

Never imagined a man could be so ruthless as to deny her even one chance.

Their voices faded farther and farther away until they disappeared beyond the horizon. Only then did Xuanyuan Yeyan tilt his head, looking toward a certain direction in the water.

Ling Fei disliked his attitude. She had done nothing wrong; she only wanted to prove something.

“Could it be they don’t trust you?” Kang Qiao finally offered a reason that wasn’t really a reason.

Although he guessed her words would disappoint him, he was still willing to wait—for her to speak.

Suddenly, she became emotional, tears silently rolling down. Half the tears were from gratitude, half from sorrow, for she knew they could never be together. Fate had denied them, leaving only a few nights of reunion. Perhaps, in a fleeting instant, fate would be over.