"No matter how much it costs, as long as Li Yang can be killed, it's worth it."
Pu Tianzai was not interested in whether the tattooed man would pocket a difference.
Before long, one, two, three... until the twelfth gray soul was reeled in. The attackers, without exception, all died. Everyone felt a chill, and soon they vanished into darkness, their light extinguished. Dong Zhanyun did not disperse the Ten Directions Nether Realm but began to refine it.
But the tests had been conducted, so why was there still no movement? Had Su Ran, upon seeing my restored strength, lost her nerve? This was clearly unreasonable; if she had truly known fear, she wouldn't have been so vicious in the first place.
Indeed, there was a strong plum blossom fragrance, and this scent was more intense than that of any plum variety in the plum garden. It was so strong it made me dizzy. The more this was the case, the more it seemed like a cover-up.
However, this armor was extremely expensive, a costly luxury item that only the wealthy could afford.
"This must be kept from the old man at all costs. He can't know. His health has only just begun to improve!" Shi Daoran quickly intervened.
As his brain resumed functioning, Cui Feng tried to move his limbs. The moment he tensed the muscles in his body, he felt an excruciating pain. A burning sensation surged through him, as if a flame were consuming his internal organs.
"It seems that corpse truly belongs to Qin Yixiang..." Cui Feng dismissed the several thoughts that flashed through his mind and reached a conclusion.
Beneath his feet, a powerful expert at the Three-Star Soul Emperor level had his dantian crippled, trembling with a look of sheer terror.
"We'll make them realize the magnitude of their mistake, won't we, Xiao?" Valentine asked.
Yet, he spoke calmly, "Is Shi Yan really that formidable? So many of you couldn't capture him!" Though his tone was even, it was stern.
Just as Yuan Dahai felt most helpless and anxious, an inconspicuous figure appeared, offering him a glimmer of hope.
Cui Chengxiu wailed and banged his head against the door, tears streaming down his face as if his father had died. The piercing cry of "Eunuch Wei, save me!" was like a lightning bolt in the night, stunning everyone in Wei's mansion.
On one side were the pillar ministers spoken of by the late emperor, paragons of loyalty among all subjects; on the other was the honest man in his eyes, the old Wei who always listened to him. Tianqi's head ached as he agonized over how to respond to Yang Lian's memorial in the morning court, whether to protect or abandon Wei Zhongxian.
The telegram from the Field Army Headquarters requiring the 1st Cavalry Division to retreat into the non-military buffer zone illegally demarcated by the Volga Federation on the left bank of the Volga River in case of an unfavorable situation, to lay down their arms and become prisoners of war of the Volga Federation, awaiting screening and repatriation, has been received.
Due to extreme mental tension, Cui Bin did not notice that the chaotic airflow enveloping him had turned purple, nor did he feel any mental strain when using the two treasures.
However, after licking it twice, its four paws suddenly could no longer support its massive body. It collapsed to the ground, but even in its fall, it tried to avoid Fang Tong, afraid of crushing him.
From the moment Arsenal defeated Aston Villa 4-2 as guests at Villa Park, the Premier League was swept by waves of goal-scoring. Manchester United, playing at their home stadium, Old Trafford, bloodied Blackburn with a staggering 7-1 victory.
"Brother Zhang, please calm down. You are not allowed to act rashly. This is just the surface. It is not too late for us to observe the situation first." Guo Jia stepped forward and grabbed Zhang Fei's left arm, fearing that Zhang Fei would charge into the military camp and go on a killing spree.