Chapter 49

"Cousin, what you need right now is to practice holding your ground, and wait for the right opportunity to start sparring with others. Only in this way will your martial arts improve by leaps and bounds..." Li Yi looked at Yan Liang, who was having an existential crisis, and comforted him.

Sumir and Doras were afraid that Ogris and his men would strike at their rear while they were attacking, so they dragged them along under the guise of dividing the spoils—even when villains join forces, they still harbor ulterior motives and constantly guard against being backstabbed by each other.

In that very instant, countless amounts of a black substance resembling petroleum splashed across the entire room. Fortunately, the sorcerers had all worn protective suits beforehand, so it was of little consequence.

During the worldwide stock market crash of 1987, the actions of the Hong Kong Stock Exchange were rated as the most foolish of the entire disaster, and Ronald Li Fook-siu became famous worldwide because of it. Never did anyone expect that even with Heaven giving him a second chance, Li Fook-siu would still make such a foolish mistake.

"My lord, this humble official pursued the Hu tribesmen all the way to the foot of the Yin Mountains. Along the way, there were many weapons and warhorses abandoned by the enemy..." As Li Yi walked, he suddenly recalled a very important matter.

"If that's the case, how did the rest of you make it back?" asked Jeremy Maxwell—the father of the MS pilot from the original work who fought alongside Asran and was ultimately shot down by the Strike Gundam piloted by Kira—with an ugly expression on his face.

Elder Yan glanced at the battle, shook his head, and said that if this forbidden zone resort to fatal strikes right from the start, he would definitely intervene. After all, he knew nothing of the strength of the Yanhuang clan, and they had even helped him guide forth his soul.

Afraid? Stop joking around! He had a massive army of twenty thousand men right here! Although Yang Qiu did not know how many men Guan Yu had brought, could it possibly exceed his own forces? Yang Qiu simply refused to believe that Guan Yu would dare to disregard those civilians and directly lead an army in pursuit of him.

Had it not been for the fact that Zhao Wu was a fine man and a good emperor devoted heart and soul to his country and people, she probably wouldn't have dared to display her brilliance so overtly, even with her capabilities and her heart for benefiting the common folk—let alone bring out her lifelong learning in such a short span of time.

No wonder a single phone call from him could resolve Li Chen's trouble. Come to think of it, even if he usually held just a nominal title, who would dare to offend him?

She only felt a succession of piercing, bone-deep pains originating from the depths of her heart, spreading endlessly outward.

As time flowed on, she met a young man. That young man wore a white shirt and rode a bicycle. She wanted to clearly see his face, but it was as if a layer of mist separated them, and no matter what she tried, she could not see it clearly.

Recalling how the man in black had been angered to the point of vomiting blood by her words yesterday, Mo Zihan could not help but burst into a chuckle.

Lin Yuan'ai remained silent. The people filming on set were all busy and had not noticed his presence. After a long while, an employee finally spotted Lin Yuan'ai and waved to greet him with a smile. Lin Yuan'ai never put on airs in front of his employees, so much so that most of them interacted with him more like collaborating friends.

Although the young man before her kept shouting about making her his cauldron, deep down she understood that Xiu Yuntian was trying to help her break free from all the troubles here.

As she cried, her mouth opened wide, and she tilted her head to ponder: Huh... why is he crying anyway?

When Bo Chong'e turned twenty-four, under the banner of the Bode Group's princess, she opened an entertainment magazine agency. In her business rivalries with others, she spared no expense to poach every single employee from that company.

"Now, who is the one with questionable character? Who is not a real man?" Luo Yi asked with a sidelong glance.

Nightmare, deeply aware of Pangu's terrifying might, closely followed behind Lin Sun and fled from the River of Time like a runaway, not even daring to look back.

"If you aren't afraid of death, go ahead and try again, and see if we can get out of here," Ma Kang said as he kicked a person blocking his path flying.

Seeing Dongfang Qiubai pressing one hand against He Wen's forehead, Bingjing also had a premonition that he might be searching the other's consciousness or memories.

"Let Idia be your mistress." As Idia drew circles on someone's chest, Ji Shuling crushed her cup to pieces, startling the store clerk and diners alike.

Giving no quarter upon gaining the upper hand, he reversed the hilt of his blade and thrust it straight into that white line. Immediately following that, he let go, abandoning the weapon altogether, and hurriedly performed a series of rolls. Just as he managed to dodge the attack of another claw, he heard a sharp sound of breaking wind.

To the southeast of Zhongzhou City stood a massive mountain surrounded by a winding river. Because the mountain resembled a lying, resting ox, it was also called Crouching Ox Mountain. The slopes were covered in lush forests and remained practically untouched by human footprints all year round.

The reason Ling Zihai did not immediately resort to physical force against the short-statured man was out of fear of harming the fledgling eagles trapped inside the mesh net. Seeing that the man had laid down the net and retreated more than two meters away, he stepped forward, bent down, and grasped the net in his hands.

It was just that at this moment, Ao Lie's heart was filled with anger; the position of sage he occupied was merely one already shaped by Pangu and would by no means trigger the collapse of the Heavenly Dao.

The firestorm generated by the explosion dyed the heavens and the earth red. Amidst this shockwave, the bloodied Xuanwu spat out black blood, its four legs turning weak as it collapsed onto the ground.

Led by Guild Master Gou Buling, the Dog Head Gang had already been spinning around in the mist for the time of a cup of tea. Within a hundred meters things could barely be seen clearly, but beyond that was nothingness—a vast expanse of white where nothing at all was visible.