The Famous Scroll

At this very moment, Lian'er could no longer suppress a low cry. A powerful surge of energy erupted from within her, sweeping outward and bearing down directly upon the two of them.

Su Wu handed his staff to Zhang Gen'er behind him and instructed Zhang Sheng to have everyone rest where they were. He and Chang Hui rode their horses back more than ten feet to block the path, while Hu Tuli immediately mounted his horse and came forward to stand guard in front of them.

Suddenly, a thunderous boom rang out. General Cheng felt his entire ship shudder violently. His flagship was a cruiser of nearly ten thousand tons, usually steady as a rock on the sea; such a violent tremor could only mean a massive explosion had occurred nearby.

Chen Hao was being quite attentive. Throughout dinner, he kept placing food into Lan Yue’s bowl, hoping his meticulous care would soothe her wounded spirit, make her feel warmed, and accelerate her recovery.

"This is maddening!" A monk in a red cloak at Xidouni Peak, who had been sitting in meditation since early morning, spoke up.

"Sir, don't be a fool! We must flee now, or it will be too late!" The soldier urged his commander to run, warning him that time was running out.

"Sir, the tanks have hit Communist mines!" an enemy soldier hurriedly reported to his officer.

Ye Wudao took a look and discovered three entrances. The mummies were emerging from these three paths, surrounding him.

Hearing the rush of a fist strike near his ear, the male instructor’s expression shifted first. With a twist of his waist and a swift kick, his right leg, encased in a leather military boot, lashed out at Chen Hao’s side.

Naturally, the small fry were hiding in the major cities, while only those at the rank of officer or higher remained at the base.

The night air was biting. Lu Mingfei and Kropp rested their hands on the icy barrels of their guns, the freezing air and cold metal numbing their fingers.

Just a moment ago, the arrogant Sun Kuangshan was sent flying by a single slap, his body tracing an arc through the air before crashing heavily outside the martial arts arena.

Facing Huang Yunhui’s skepticism and mockery, Yang Jian did not get angry; he simply smiled faintly, as if accustomed to such unprovoked attacks.

Diao San’s two wives sat on the ground, both clutching one of Yang Ming’s pant legs and weeping.

A flicker of surprise crossed Lü Fang’s eyes. Why was her master being so disrespectful to these Taoist masters today?

The departure of the mysterious figure known as Qian Huan sparked heated discussion in the livestream, while in the observation room of the Disaster Fracture Bureau...

"Then I’ll take ten bags." Shen Ying paid the money and inspected the quality of the tea in one of the bags. It was indeed good, with very few broken leaves, and it smelled quite fragrant.

A sudden sensation of weightlessness made Yu Wanwan gasp and scream. She clutched Feihan’s neck tightly, not daring to look down.

Ever since he had been with Mo Qingli, the memories of his time with Yue Yan had been completely wiped from his mind.

With a flash of his figure, he unleashed such immense power that Wang Minghai’s body emitted a series of cracking, explosive sounds.

Wang Tianhao looked up and scanned the area; the smile on his face grew even brighter. This was the discipline a military force should possess, and these were the kinds of soldiers the Guanghe Military Department needed. If not for scum like Liu Yang, under Mo Liangyu’s leadership, the soldiers would likely act with the people’s best interests at heart in everything they did.

The surrounding crowd had long since retreated to a distance. Seeing the two Battle Sovereigns from the Yi Alliance and the Xuan Gate begin their clash, the onlookers grew instantly excited.

But the moment his palm collided with Chu Yi’s long blade, Qin Jiajin’s expression shifted, and then changed drastically once more.

"Ya'er, Qingqing, don't worry. I'm fine, just a bit of pain. Can you help me to my room?" Seeing Li Ya'er’s tears and Liu Qingqing’s worried gaze, Wang Tianhao could no longer hold back and spoke softly in a slightly weak voice.

The patient slowly opened his eyes, which remained somewhat blurry and clouded. The area around the hospital bed was crowded with people.

"Heh, you can tell your uncle what's troubling you. Perhaps I can help," the middle-aged boss said as he took the wine glass, sipped it, felt the sweet heat rise in his throat, and looked toward Wang Tianhao with a deep breath.

While experiencing the system draw, he had encountered characters from anime worlds or strange, exotic realms. But he hadn't even initiated a draw; this was just a system upgrade. How could Yoshino appear?

Chu Feng’s method, while drawing on the strengths of many, was not merely an improvement—it was a creation.

"I have already contacted the higher-ups. After the tests, we will send a generous gift as an apology. Moreover, as long as Mr. Fang’s potential exceeds the Excellent grade, our Dasheng Firm is willing to provide all the resources necessary for your cultivation," Liu Qing added.

"Roar!" The fierce deity bellowed. Even after channeling the power of the ancient savage tribes, it was not enough to overcome Qin Tiange in battle. Its flesh was wounded time and again, leaving it in a miserable state.

At any rate, Wan'er was currently unconscious. If he took her away now, when she woke up tomorrow, she would have forgotten everything that happened today.

When this sound reached Malun’s ears, he tried to speak but found he could not make a single sound.

The score on the court was 16:6, with Addison’s team leading by 10 points. He alone had contributed 4 points, 5 assists, 3 rebounds, and 2 steals. His passing and control, which energized the entire game, were especially gratifying for Ding Yanyuhang and Zhou Qi, neither of whom had ever enjoyed such a fluid and exhilarating scoring experience in the national team before.

If he let Ye Bei and Wang An leave just like that, his own chance at destiny would be severed completely.