Chapter 63 The Allure Park Incident

"Yes, yes, General Abad is invincible and will surely defeat the enemy, becoming a hero of the Empire," echoed a general nearby.

Just as Tie Zheng approached the edge of the deep ravine, he suddenly heard a loud crash. Amidst the gloom, Ling Chong, wielding a golden battle spear, shattered the immortal cave and burst out with a loud laugh.

Xiang Wudan was a slightly plump elder with considerable cultivation and a rather benevolent appearance. Despite his name, which meant " devoid of elixir," a faint aroma of medicinal herbs emanated from him, clearly marking him as an alchemist of the Pill Commerce Sect.

At the same time, an unknown distance away, within a distorted space, a terrifying figure suddenly shuddered.

The boss wore a yellow-washed white undershirt, his potbelly stretching the fabric into several folds. Completely bald and with a fierce, scarred face, he looked to be in his forties, sitting behind the counter playing Honor of Kings.

Filled with joy and nursing a sharp pain in his waist, Tie Zheng returned hunched over to the temporary cave within the ravine.

The garrison troops not only lacked firearms but even horses, making it difficult for them to withstand the charge of the Dzungar cavalry.

Whether it was an illusion of the lights or An Liang's imagination, he actually saw Lu Dashen's pretty face flush slightly, before she glared fiercely at him, turned her head away, and looked toward the stage.

Every parting carries the uncertainty of whether it might be forever, which is why every separation can feel a bit heavier. Even with the dearest of people, those you see every day, after a simple wave of the hand, who can say if they will still be able to see this living face in the next second?

He drove Ye Beibei to work every day and picked her up afterwards. Their days passed peacefully and comfortably—having meals, watching movies, and going shopping. Aside from physical intimacy, they looked no different from any ordinary couple—at least on the surface.

The wound on Murong Qianli's leg ruptured again, severely impairing his combat capability. Meanwhile, Pang Jianxun and Xie Dongli were aggressive and unyielding, placing Murong Qianli in an extremely disadvantageous position.

Once he got married, his grandmother would never nag him again, and he wouldn't have to waste energy and time on this matter. Furthermore, it would bring a stable, fresh image to the company.

Xia Ke, who had been collapsed on the ground, suddenly sprang up and instinctively patted the dust off her body. After patting twice, she froze, lowered her head, and said nothing.

When the two of them arrived at the hospital, some of Jiang's family and friends were already gathered there. Jiang Huixin stood by the old lady's side with red, swollen eyes. The old lady, whose back was usually always straight, was now somewhat hunched over, sitting aside with a weary and haggard expression. At this moment, she was merely an elderly person at the end of her life, having weathered countless storms.

Suddenly, a trickle of blood overflowed from Mu Shengnan's lips, and the crimson sword in her right hand emitted a desolate and striking red glow. The blade trembled slightly, striking awe into the hearts of beholders. As the saying goes, the sword communicates with human intent, and intent merges with the sword's heart. This was the state of being neither person nor sword, yet both person and sword—the unity of person and sword. It was also the strongest sword strike Mu Shengnan could muster at this moment.

Indeed, Shaolin could no longer sit still either. They transitioned from outsiders to insiders, and consequently locked their targets onto the Kong clan and Shang Junzhang.

Yu Ziyou did not resist, because he himself was waiting for this opportunity. As he passed by Jiang Lanying, Yu Ziyou did not even show a trace of expression. As husband and wife, they trusted each other and both knew what was about to happen.

The two of them had thought some major crisis had occurred and rushed over in a flurry, but now they understood the situation somewhat.

In the original work, the biggest discrepancy in Madara's plan was that Akatsuki would attack Konoha because of the Nine-Tails. However, because of his own existence, Black Zetsu, who was executing the plan, would certainly steer clear of Konoha, abandon the idea of targeting the Nine-Tails, and instead focus on the Gold and Silver Brothers.

He had thought everything would proceed according to his plan, but he never expected a flaw to emerge in the end: Shen Ni actually abandoned his identity as a remnant of the Chaos Demon Gods.

Yet, what was the purpose of Xie's deception? Did he no longer wish to save his wife?

First the Uchiha, then the Sarutobi—in an instant, they solved the problem of depleted front-line supplies in Konoha, dropping the jaws of many. Although the members of the Sarutobi clan were extremely reluctant to do so, they had no choice, because the current Hokage was a member of their Sarutobi clan.

People from various clans were bewildered, unsure of what to do. Especially those whose clan heads were not at home, they had no choice but to send intelligence to the front lines at the earliest possible moment.

Attracting a large number of enemies out was difficult. Since they had this strength, why not do something more beneficial to Konoha instead?

He had no idea what stage it had reached or whether it would be very exhausting. If she stopped being angry with him, he would immediately go back and help.

Looking back now, it was likely closely related to the Labyrinth Desert in Yitunbulak Town, which adjoined the [Vermilion Bird Dragon Nest].

Fu Hengyi was proud and hated to let others see him in such an incompetent state, but he was even more reluctant to let his pregnant wife suffer such hardship.

Whether it was Liu Chengcheng's illusion or Zhu Tianyi's deliberate act, his current expression was identical to the one Nian Cheng wore when begging for help, leaving her unable to find the heart to refuse.

That was a solid, resounding slap. Sister Zhang's expression changed instantly. She clenched her teeth tightly, anger appearing on her face, but after two seconds she remembered she was acting. She squeezed her fists, gnashed her teeth in resentment, put on a frightened expression, and reached out to support half her face.

Though she spoke lightly, it could not conceal her disappointment. It was a sorrow that emanated from the marrow of her bones, resembling the time she had pleaded with Madam Han Xue six years ago.

"No... Never mind, since you've decided, go and try it!" Assistant Liu originally wanted to dissuade Liu Chengcheng from her idea, but upon second thought, he realized this was simply an excuse she was finding for herself—a pretext to spend time with Mo Chuan.

Cheng Jue stood frozen, burying his face in his hands and weeping bitterly. What was going on? What was going on? What was going on? Where had things gone wrong?

As for his specific identity, the youth did not know. He simply did as Old Xu instructed, believing the old man would never harm him.

He cast furtive glances at Lin Anping, wondering how she had grown up in such a family, and whether she would become like her mother after getting married.

It was just that those carrying the Chase-Martial Token were rarely seen year-round; why had they suddenly come here tonight? Everyone was baffled, mentally reviewing whether they had committed any offenses recently.