Chapter 44: Kill!

When Liu Lu was fifteen years old on Willow Forest Road, Elder Liu died in an accident during a commercial journey. Before passing away, he sent a message to his aging wife, hoping she would guide Liu Lu well and prevent him from following in his old footsteps.

At this moment, a map scattered with black-and-white weeds appeared on the interface, and a few of the weeds were flashing warnings, indicating that someone had appeared five kilometers outside the valley.

Tang Lei smiled slightly and did not answer. Although Fang Di's resume was dazzling, there were also quite a few suspicious points. Tang Lei would not casually recruit someone into the company without getting things clear.

The heavy iron door had now been reduced to a thin sheet of iron, and perhaps with just a slightly more intense firepower, everyone would be turned into ashes.

Calming down for a moment, he picked her up, walked toward the bedroom, and placed her on the bed. He removed her slippers, intending to help her take off her formal gown.

In the end, the three of them exchanged their merits in the Returning Dao Hall, and paid Old Zhou twenty-five Dream-Circling Grasses. Seeing that there were less than twenty left in the basket, they could not help feeling somewhat anxious.

The middle-aged man did not reply. He merely untied the rag wrapped around his hand, casually tossed it into the nearby basin of dirty water, and revealed a metallic-glittering right hand—boneless and skinless, cast entirely of iron.

Therefore, the Warriors lost two players this summer and gained two players, leaving the team with a current roster of thirteen players.

Everyone began to whisper among themselves again. Yin Lingyuan was not anxious in the least, sitting quietly behind the table and waiting.

Thus, apart from paying New Year greetings, Yin Lingyuan's greatest hobby during the festive season was dragging others to play mahjong.

Yuan Guang and Liu Dan tried several times to squeeze their way over together, but not only were they blocked back every single time by Zhang Yong, they also almost fell to the ground. In the end, they had no choice but to give up bitterly, continuously cursing Zhang Yong verbally.

Ye Xuan said with a smile. He could tell that Liu Dingtian was genuinely worried about him. Being able to remain ungreedy and unhurried even after knowing it was a divine medicine, and instead thinking of his well-being, made Ye Xuan feel a surge of warmth in his heart once again.

However, today these proctors gained some different rewards, completely sweeping away the long-standing tedium and boredom, because Bao Rui used a very marvelous refining technique that gave them some new insights and realizations.

Entering Black City, what Zelt saw was countless adventurers, along with those massive weapons that could easily crush him to death.

"You want me to help you take revenge?" Zhou Wutian frowned and said. The deputy leader narrated with such clarity; it was definitely not for no reason.

"My thoughts exactly." Qin Ji felt that she was truly too naive just now for holding any hope toward Gu Shuo's side. Sure enough, that kind of power was not something that could be obtained so easily.

One was a fire of the ultimate fiery and violent nature, while the other was a soul-absorbing fire quiet to the depths of the heart. The outcome of the clash between these two extremes had a great deal to do with the holder. Fire was an ability Ziyun Tian was naturally born with; the two seemed to grow together, with their breathing and thoughts occurring synchronously.

"Your Hong family is also a part of this city. Isn't it only right for you to make some contribution to the city?" Someone immediately said.

Jiang Anyi did not set off immediately in Xingling County. Apart from writing this memorial, he was also waiting for the arrival of his personal guard, Huang Zhu. Under the city walls of Linhua County, he had entrusted several matters to Ji Datao, one of which was to inform Xiong Yi'an to have Huang Zhu rendezvous with him in Xingling County, and then proceed together to Dezhou.

As for those a bit further away, they gazed half in fear and half in awe at the upright figure on the dragon's back, speechless, their voices trembling.

Therefore, whether it was the Xiongnu or the Yuezhi at this time, aside from bows and arrows, their main weapon was only the bronze short sword. Furthermore, only the warriors within the tribe were qualified to be equipped with bronze short swords; ordinary Hu cavalry could only use hay-forks or bone spears polished and carved from beast bones.

During the lunch break, everyone was in a hurry to go out and eat, while I sat in my original seat preparing for the exam.

Seeing that he had no reaction at all, Han Jinyu knew that he considered himself blameless, which made her even more angry.

Setting aside many things she didn't quite understand for the time being, Claire felt that it might be necessary to mine the dragon crystals.

Bailian's Penglai Pearl technique followed the path of soft and ceaselessly flowing water, whereas Lei Junming's Divine Heaven Sword technique followed a sword path as heavy as a mountain.

His deep-seated revenge could not be avenged; the only thing he could do was to wash away the humiliating stigma of "rebels" from his deceased family and clan.

At this time, in this place, getting into a vehicle would really make one's heart creeped out. Ghost stories with similar scenarios suddenly surfaced in his mind.

The teased Chang Yi was somewhat frustrated, but she refused to let her get off scot-free. He rubbed his palms fiercely against the ground, and then, taking Kong Yixian unawares, directly smeared them across her face.

Qi Ruize lowered his head again, suddenly feeling that the remaining pasta did not seem so difficult to finish after all.

The capital had been extremely lively lately. This liveliness came from the joyous celebration of those who passed the imperial examinations, while those who failed did not treat themselves poorly either. However, the thing that had everyone buzzing with discussion was a particular matter.

"The capital will probably not be peaceful tonight." After saying this, Senior Grand Secretary Xu closed his eyes, his breathing gradually growing lighter as if he had fallen asleep.

He pressed Yi Feishi into his arms, and Yi Feishi rested quietly against his heart for a long, long time.

The smoke lasted for half a minute, and when the exorcists regained their vision, the room was already completely empty.

Hearing this, Su Yinzheng gently patted Qiao Song's hand. "I'm afraid today won't do. Songsong doesn't know how to dance, and besides, it's not very convenient for her."

This profound wound caused him emotional sorrow and physical weakness. Even with all his strength, he could not heal it.

Xuan Shao only felt Yanyu's complexion turn paler by several shades, unaware that she was listening intently to inquire about Mu Qingqing's whereabouts.

That man's throat was being strangled by Ye Chu, yet he still maintained a carefree and breezy expression. Before Ye Chu's elbow could touch his neck, the man already had a countermeasure in place.

The Crown Prince's condition was becoming increasingly severe. Previously, the affliction was only on his torso covered by clothing, but now it had spread to his hands and face. His originally fair and handsome face had out of nowhere grown several purplish-red poisonous sores—sores so gruesome that one could not bear to look at them, extremely repulsive.