Chapter 135: Mom's Old Flame?

"So, my old classmate, are you planning to kill me?"

Ye Yun offered a cold, mocking smile. "You don't truly believe those two young grandmaster girls can protect your mother, do you?"

"Boom!"

A terrifying spiritual pressure instantly condensed into ice, filling the air within a hundred-meter radius with murderous intent.

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"It really is here!" Upon seeing the entrance to the bear's den, Bai Chen grew even more excited. He ran a few steps to the opening, lowered his head, and darted inside. "Wait, what is that sound?" No sooner had he entered the den than he heard a burst of angry shouting coming from within.

Chu Zhaoran had spent the entire morning caught up in intimacy with Wen'er, unaware that Wu Xi had fallen ill and been moved to the servant's quarters.

The tone was one that brooked no refusal; despite the bright smile, it did not lack the commanding presence of a prince. Under Wu Yixin's worried gaze, Wu Xi still nodded.

Changsun Ke and Professor Tianyuan were both research-oriented, disinterested in worldly disputes, and devoted to their studies. Possessing noble characters, their willingness to step forward to defend the research institute and laboratory, and to protect the three sisters and Ai Momo, was well within Gao Yuan's expectations.

As for the young master of the empire, he remained dressed in a suit, his slender figure looking remarkably out of place against the old, faded iron basin.

The traffic light had turned from red to green, yet he remained oblivious. The cars behind him honked impatiently, and only then did he snap back to reality.

Facing the iron-clad defenses of the capital, Zhou Yantian could not help but knit his brows tightly. According to his initial plan, once his main force arrived, the Zhou family faction within the city would seize the South Gate amidst the chaos, working from the inside to open a breach.

Speaking of this, Wu Aihua was filled with such killing intent that it made the few journalists with ulterior motives break out in a cold sweat. Some even wondered if the Red Army had discovered their true identities—otherwise, why would this man possess such intense hostility?

"It won't be too early! It will take a day or two for the headquarters to decide on this matter, and it will take at least three days for the South China Area Army to reach Hangzhou Bay. Iinuma-kun, what do you think the state of the battle will be in five days?" Matsui Iwane said firmly.

The elders all smiled with satisfaction upon hearing this, as this wise decision had been reached with everyone's unanimous consent.

"Uh, I didn't mean to. I was just a little thirsty and grabbed it without thinking. I'll go pour you another glass." Xing Luo held up the cup with a stiff smile.

After shouting to the special forces soldier who had climbed over the wall, I slung my sniper rifle behind my back and followed suit, scaling the wall myself.

Several streaks of light flashed by as the group darted out of the layers of forest. By now, the mist above the ground had become increasingly dense, and space was so severely distorted that even their soul energy was compressed, clinging close to their bodies.

"I understand. When the competition comes, I will not hold back. I will set up the formation I have developed myself. Brother Beiye, I ask that you try to break through it then." Hearing Beiye Feng's words, I replied immediately.

That day, An Ran took many photos at the demolition site. It was only when the sun had completely dipped below the horizon and the surroundings had plunged into twilight that she regretfully packed up.

Sitting in the car, Liu Kun asked a question. He was an expert at technology, but he was truly not adept at anything else. In fact, sometimes Liu Kun himself found it hard to believe; he, a tech geek, had made a magnificent turn to become a special forces soldier.

After confirming the coordinates of the Earth's core, the Fire Qilin finally found the leisure to chat with people again.

Just then, a serious problem occurred to me: I could not touch Han Ruoyun. If I truly joined the military and happened to sacrifice my life one day, what would become of her? I could not ruin her life.

*Snap!* The piercing sound of bone breaking echoed once more as Xu Yiming shattered the entire left arm of the long-haired man.