Volume 1, Chapter 55: Gu Han, Why Do You Always Kiss Me?

"Are you an idiot? This thunder bomb can only be thrown this far, who are you planning to blow up?"

Gu Han looked at his dim-witted cousin as if looking at a complete fool.

Meanwhile, a thousand rebel soldiers outside both the North Gate and the South Gate rapidly moved from the north and south to encircle the west of the city.

This peerless figure, whom they had exhausted all their strength to deal with and yet could only manage to survive under her feet, could actually be defeated so miserably?

Turning his gaze slightly to look at the burly and robust Fan Feng beside him, Liu Yi saw a clear look of regret on his face. Back then, relying on his formidable strength, Fan Feng had tried to force others to submit. Although Fan Feng had now reached C-rank as well, if he were to engage in a real, head-on fight with the Big Dipper, there would only be one outcome regardless of how things played out: certain death.

"In your dreams, we are still here." Just as Ye Fei finished speaking, Jiang Qin and Su Lihui both popped out and uttered those words.

"My lord, can we leave now?" Lu You asked, glancing at the carriage not far away.

His figure quietly retreated backward. He smacked his lips, feeling that his act had been a bit too much and that his facial skin had grown somewhat stiff. He reached out to wipe a nonexistent sweat from his bald forehead, taking the opportunity to relax his facial muscles before speaking to He Wuyou.

The one-year pact given to Feng Lin by Elder Gui had been fulfilled by Feng Lin in just eight months. Elder Gui was secretly astonished; even he felt a tinge of envy toward such talent.

Finally, the violent wind and sand began to gradually subside. People felt that the amount of soil and rocks around them had decreased significantly, and their bodies were no longer under attack. They all tried their utmost to open their eyes, eager to find out what had happened.

When the heaven and earth first opened, everything was in a state of primal chaos. There was no concept of time or space, and the scenery within was neither known nor witnessed by anyone. Like a lonely soul, Zhou Hao drifted through the void and desolate emptiness for hundreds of millions of years, unaware of who he was, where he came from, where he was going, or even where he was.

It was the Cold Moon Demon Empress who had thought of this method for him, telling her to agree to the other party first, then lure them here and subdue them. If not for this, had Princess Chila been directly taken to the other party's side, she probably would have been tormented beyond recognition long ago.

For some reason, upon hearing Qin Yibai's words, the Celestial Queen suddenly grew angry, the chill in her voice fierce enough to freeze the air itself.

As this voice arose, a trace of shame and annoyance crept onto Li Qing's face, presumably vexed at her failure to see through Qin Yibai's disguise.

Ten-odd minutes later, a plane of existence gate appeared above the ruins of the Bone Curse City, and Watchful Star Night's undead avatar stepped out from within. He looked around and summoned ten thousand believers, ordering them to clean up the battlefield anew, among whom were five thousand giant believers.

Just as Qin Yibai was feeling apprehensive, a childish, tender voice suddenly came from within the gates of the crystal palace.

Ever since he first laid eyes on Qin Yibai, bizarre events and continuous pleasant surprises had followed one after another. Leaving aside the extraordinary cultivation techniques and treasures, that earth-shattering, peerless strike at the foot of the West Mountain alone had convinced him that he must bind himself and his people tightly to Qin Yibai's super chariot.

Seeing that Lin Feng remained motionless in the car for a long time, the police officer spoke up once more, gesturing for Lin Feng to produce his driver's license.

Capital City originally had nine city gates. Due to the emperor's passing, the other eight gates remained closed during the period of national mourning, leaving only the Anding Gate open for passage.

At the same time, Tian Boguang leisurely walked out of the gates of the Garrison Air Force Airport. Carrying a mission from Wei Huchen, he held a suitcase containing a bottle of fine wine that Wei Huchen had specially asked him to deliver—a thirty-year-old prized vintage intended as a gift for Van der Vaart.