Chapter 147 There really is...

While ordinary citizens were gripped by panic and anxiety, Adviser You felt a chill run through his hands and feet. At that moment, catching sight of the officer guarding the east city gate nearby, he quickly called out to him.

Recognizing Adviser You, the city gate officer hurried over, bowing obsequiously. "Has this disturbance alarmed you as well, sir?"

"What on earth is going on?" Adviser You asked with a dark expression.

"I have no idea. A massive crowd just showed up out of nowhere, completely bewildered. Before my brothers and I could even react, they had already forced their way into the city."

Seeing Zhang Ling's bizarre demeanor, Qi Xu spoke up. Knowing that Zhang Ling would not say a word unless prompted, Qi Xu initiated the conversation, and Zhang Ling's reply only confirmed Qi Xu's suspicion that the robed man was a practitioner of the arcane arts.

Although Murong Ke knew that Ming Guan had selfish motives in appointing the Xianbei tribes as the vanguard, fighting amongst themselves now would lead to total ruin.

Qi Xu forced himself to calm down. He had already experienced countless bizarre occurrences, and every situation held a chance for a turnaround. He slowly regulated his breathing; regardless of whether he could feel his physical body, the most urgent task was to figure out where he was.

Leaving Zhou Yaofu, Zhou Cang, Zang Ba, Sun Guan, and Mi Fang behind would basically suffice for defending the homestead while occasionally allowing them to sally forth and harass Cao Cao.

Creating a definitive, fatal opening to eliminate this fiend in one fell swoop—yet after Sun Shengli struck him with that blow, the Blood Fiend did not fall, nor did anyone emerge to protect Sun Shengli as expected.

Lian Po led the Zhao border cavalry and the heavy infantry armed with halberds forward, a dense forest of long halberds slanting up toward the vault of heaven.

To think that this fellow Sun Shengli belonged to the Haotian Sect, yet possessed the spellcraft and divine abilities of their Great Auspicious Light Temple. What did that imply?

With that, he pretended to clutch his head, slowly staggered backward, and collapsed onto the ground, all the while wailing pathetically. The onlookers stared at Sun Shengli's exaggerated acting with dark expressions covering their brows.

Even now, Nie Tian continued to lecture Yuan Yingyue. After all, he knew her very well; she was far too willful and might do something utterly absurd at any moment. If he did not properly admonish her, there was a strong possibility she would run all the way back to Binhai by daybreak.

She had originally intended to use her modified virus to make Zhao Chanyang infatuated and reduce him to a captive under her skirt, never expecting that he would be able to see right through her scheme.

"That means it's a corpse rising from the dead. This coffin cannot be buried; it must be burned. Otherwise, sooner or later it will crawl out of the coffin and wreak havoc upon the mortal world. How could a wooden coffin ever hold back an evil entity? After all, no matter how thick the timber, a coffin will eventually rot away," said Li Xiuyuan.

"Is it unsafe there?" Zhang Hao asked, thoroughly baffled. In his memory, nothing particularly unusual had happened from the time he moved back until now.

Meanwhile, he approached the incubation tanks and began observing the figures suspended within them.

That girl who looked so much like Erina Nakiri from Food Wars seemed not to have been seen in a long time; he missed her quite a bit.

The three sand wolves, seeing that the three humans had vanished, let out a massive roar to vent their fury.

For the longest time, the masters of the Eastern Emperor Palace had always hailed from those two major factions, yet now the Azure Emperor Alliance was unexpectedly extending an olive branch to him—it was simply mind-boggling.

Reining in his mount so it reared up on its hind legs, Feng Hao raised his Halberd of Heavenly Fang high and brought it down in a fierce slash, the vibrating air producing a buzzing drone like the roar of a dragon or the howl of a tiger.

"These must be photos taken from the air! And these others look like candid shots," Tianya said while browsing through the computer files.

"Then can I ask you out on a date?" A burly, bearded man shouted from not far away.

Yet that day, Ye Qingyu had indeed brought back a good number of fish, and everyone had eaten their fill. The flavor was something they still hadn't forgotten; even with their eyes closed, they could still picture that taste.

When she arrived at Doctor Fang's house, she found it pitch black and devoid of light. Ye Qingyu called out twice outside the door, but receiving no response, she grew anxious and simply pushed the door open to go in.