Volume 1, Chapter 26: Tearing Apart the Scheming Vixen!

"You are truly cruel. Those herbs were cultivated by the seniors of Mount Dunshi for who knows how many years; doesn't your conscience ache?" Ling You’s eyes gleamed, yet he feigned a look of profound heartbreak.

Except for Chief Rotten-Tooth, these strongholds would continue to be overseen by individual leaders as before, though the personnel had changed. Furthermore, based on the actual conditions of the current territory, the deployment of the greenskins had been slightly adjusted.

Zong Xin first held his breath and sat beside Balzi, then, imitating Balzi, he placed the tobacco pipe behind his back near the fire, pretending to take a deep puff.

As such thoughts appeared in Qi Wuce’s mind, one doubt arose, and countless ruminations flooded forth like a breached dam, impossible to restrain.

"Chinese Ajax?" Long Guofu glanced at Jiao Daoli. He usually detested using his brain, so matters requiring decisions were generally left to Jiao Daoli.

The president of the Mystery Society, to which Tina belonged, was a peak-level mage nearing godhood, possessing an incredibly profound understanding of how to ascend to divinity.

"What kind of idea is that? You don't intend to save them all, do you? Setting aside whether you have such capability, you don't even know the identities of these people; doing this is far too risky," Fu Luan said, shaking his head.

These five hundred cavalrymen were Li Mingzhong’s personal guards, each highly skilled in archery and horsemanship. Unless absolutely necessary, they were never deployed.

Since she had delivered herself to his doorstep, Pu Yang would not be polite. However, to accommodate her "reserve," he decided not to make it explicit, pretending he was still dreaming, perhaps hoping for a little intimacy within the dream—a "dream tryst."

"Bastard, go to hell!" A light cavalry officer who appeared before Lu Bu was utterly enraged. Suppressing his fear, he brandished his saber and spurred his horse toward Lu Bu.

When Wan Jinxiu brought his men to the ladder behind the Grass Mushroom Inn, he did not detect any movement; it seemed as though there was no one inside.

The nights in the mountain region were exceptionally dark. If there were no moon, Xie Jun felt it might truly be pitch black, to the point where one could not see one's own hand. Of course, the starry sky here was also exceptionally brilliant. On the observation deck of the Tonglan Nunnery Inn, Xie Jun and Lin Feng leaned against the log railings, gazing up at the magnificent stars.

"Second Young Master, there is something I would like to tell you." Seeing that Xiao Tianci had remained silent for a long time, San'er said, feeling somewhat uneasy.

She and Kong Bielie had traveled thousands of miles to persuade these three Shaolin masters to descend the mountain and meet with fellow martial artists at the Xiao family’s Sword Hut, only to unexpectedly intercept the top figure of the Power Gang here.

The two exchanged pleasantries, seemingly as harmonious as old friends, but everyone knew what the other was thinking, even if neither spoke of it directly.

Compared to their spontaneous, disorganized actions, the security team was naturally much more professional. The security guards understood the campus better, could report enemy movements via walkie-talkie at any time, and could even lock onto targets macroscopically through surveillance video. With them joining in, the task would be far easier to accomplish.

Ling Yue cursed under her breath; she knew this man would not let her go so easily.

Fang Jun’s arrival caused a sensation throughout the Imperial Capital, becoming the hottest topic, with almost everyone talking about him.

If the power of the champion were to cross the threshold his body could withstand, he would have to choose to attack his cinnabar field. Otherwise, he could only wait for his meridians to be crushed by Mr. Zhuang Yuan’s immense power.

Lian Yu raised her head and sighed inwardly. She had originally intended to probe for information about the Geng woman, but after circling around for ages, she had uncovered nothing useful. As for the due date, based on the approximate time of pregnancy, it should be within these two months, but no one knew the exact date.

"Hero Huang is right; let’s continue drinking." Many people agreed with what this Hero Huang said. Since it didn't concern them anyway, they might as well drink a few more cups.

When Wu Fang arrived at the hospital to visit Cheng Xin, it was 8:00 the next morning. Lu Sheng had driven her over, carrying a container of bird's nest porridge he had brewed.

As for Gongsun Xiang, feeling utterly stifled, he smashed several valuable items in his rage before ordering his men to thoroughly investigate the whereabouts of everyone who had any connection to Liu Bei.

Thinking of this, Liu Bei could not help but fall into a dilemma. He couldn't defeat the opponent in a fight, and he couldn't afford to drag the conflict out.

In terms of farming minions, Zheng Yuan was not leading by much—only about ten—but while the difference seemed small, Zheng Yuan felt that his gameplay was incredibly smooth, and his advantage would only continue to grow.

The moment this child stepped onto the stage, Zhang Zhihe sensed a powerful vitality from her aura, far exceeding that of a normal person. Strong vitality meant great potential; as long as it was guided correctly, her internal energy cultivation would yield twice the result with half the effort.

As an old family servant, Zhang Yuanfu had his own principles. Even though Qin Shan had repeatedly told him to use his given name, in front of others, he still insisted on calling him "Young Master."

"Yixuan, this place is called something-something..." At this point, Shiyu suddenly felt like vomiting, so she hung up the phone, leaving Yin Yixuan on the other end, deeply anxious, frantically searching his mind for the name of the bar.

Most importantly, Su Mu understood the monstrous ability of this rank. A single merge could rival a Level 1 game administrator, and a second merge could slay one. So, if he activated the fifth or even the seventh stage, would anyone in the entire Reincarnation still be able to contain him?

"You dare to leave me! I won't allow you to leave me!" Wu Junxi roared, clamping onto me tightly, as if he wished to crush me into his own body.

Only Nangong Feng himself understood that he wasn't truly hungry today. He simply didn't want to face certain questions—for instance, the strange look Nangong Mo had just given him. His heart churned as if something called a secret was about to spill out; he would rather no one ever knew, especially Nangong Mo.

At this moment, both the audience in the venue and the viewers in front of their televisions were once again stunned by the sight before them.

Consequently, a series of crackling sounds like popping beans began to emanate from Li Jing’s body. Each sound represented a backlash of thunderous power.

Pretending to be ignorant, she performed her daily routine of clutching the bedsheets and grabbing the railings, yet still could not keep this mischievous monkey in bed.

"Brother Qi..." Unable to withstand the gaze of An Ruiqi, who seemed to peer into the human heart, Ning Yue lowered her head again, unable to stop the smile on her cherry lips.

"Brother, please don't chase me away. I’ll behave," An Ruiqi said, pouring a cup of freshly brewed tea for An Ruixi in an attempt to curry favor.

"You are always harping on about killing; is killing others truly what you love most?" Xia Houjin pressed on.