At this moment, Ah Xun, still outside the crowd, was still waving his fists in the air, laughing heartily, "Kid, I want to see how long you can last!"
How could the naive him know that Li Yang had long since changed the tide of the battle, and disaster was imminent for him.
The entire training ground was silent, not even the warhorses snorted. Only the breathing of eighty thousand soldiers could be heard.
At this moment, a great force swept towards her. In an instant, she was swept into a warm embrace. She breathed a deep sigh of relief. Just as she was about to thank her savior, the person had already put her down, then leaped onto the still galloping carriage and grabbed the reins, bringing the carriage to a halt.
Although Ye Yun said so, she still felt uneasy. Her fists were clenched tightly, and she looked nervously at the old Beamon.
During holidays or after school, Wuwei often secretly practiced Sanda and boxing with the scouts, often getting beaten black and blue.
"Mr. Huang, it's time to eat. My general has gone to the city wall to check on the progress of the construction. Shall we go to the military camp for a meal together?" Xing Fei arranged for a captain to accompany Mr. Huang to the military camp for a meal.
"Wuwei, don't forget that you are still the vice president of our grand guild. Both publicly and privately, I should come to pick you up," Zhang Yilu said in a joking tone.
Wu Guoyun followed his finger. He hadn't noticed it before, but by the wall was a long table about two meters long, which blended in with the black wall. He quickly walked over, put down the long table, and dragged it to a place with light.
Wu Junwei also furrowed his brows tightly, as if his pain was no less than Wen Yin's. Leng Siya, who was always arrogant and ostentatious, became quiet. "Daddy, will she die?" After a moment of silence, she voiced her doubt.
The Son of Heaven seemed to have aged a lot. His face was haggard, and he was enveloped in anxiety and decadence.
"Haha. Senge Shi, what do you think of the equipment of our manor's soldiers?" Feng Shaojie pointed to the soldiers on the distant city wall.
Regardless of how her position as the main wife had come about initially, or why it continued now, at this moment, she suddenly realized that she valued this identity as much as she valued his heart.
For the matter of lifting the ban, he had not used the Zhenguo Duke's Mansion at all, relying entirely on his own meticulous planning. The Zhenguo Duke's Mansion should also have realized his intention to draw a clear line. But how could they let him escape so easily? Therefore, they could only pretend not to know and continue to win him over whenever they had the chance.
She walked arrogantly to Shi Yao and pointed at the earring on Shi Yao's ear.
Shui Xizhi believed that without the backing of a large family, coupled with the guidance of a master, it would be impossible to possess such strength and a guardian like this.
"Even if Bolai didn't say it, I would still send troops to rescue you." In such chaotic times, no one disliked having credit. Zhu Jun naturally wanted to take some from Huangfu Song.
The leaders of several large tribes also noticed the gaze from higher up. They exchanged glances, and after a silent push and pull, the youngest among them was sent out.
Murong Fu and others felt a chill run down their spines when they met Zhao Yi's gaze. Zhao Yi's plan was extremely vicious, it could be said to be killing without shedding blood. Although the strategy was vicious, Murong Fu and others had to admit that Zhao Yi's plan was indeed brilliant.
The scope of the underground palace was vast. Even with Hun Xi's memories, Li Dong could not accurately recall the location of the passages. While searching, they suddenly made another astonishing discovery.
The slap was very loud, and the cigarette dangling from the man's mouth flew out. The young man's eyes went starry from the slap, and he was at a loss, his mind in a daze, instantly petrified on the spot.