Chapter 59: Stumbling into a Nest of Men

At Nie Bu's command, tens of thousands of Heavenly Dynasty soldiers raised their spears and brandished their broadswords, charging directly toward Batu's massive army.

The chubby man, whose injuries were far from light, and A-fei, who had a chronic ailment from the past, sat on either side like a pair of fierce temple door guardians, keeping strict watch over Liu Long.

The lieutenant had never expected Sizi to possess such eloquence, capable of delivering a retort so sharp that it left him utterly speechless.

The mine tunnel was actually quite vast, its serpentine twists and turns wide enough for more than ten people to walk abreast.

Even after watching for so many years, Xue Yun was still stunned. What could compare to such shy, breathtaking beauty? It must be the kind of beauty that could make fish sink and geese drop, the moon hide and flowers blush.

"Where is your master? Why would he send just you out? Aren't you afraid of being slaughtered and never returning? That's truly heartless of him," he spoke up.

Han Shuier, who had been trying to disguise herself with cold indifference and hatred, remained completely helpless in front of Jing Moxuan. Under Jing Moxuan's powerful and oppressive aura, her facade crumbled piece by piece, exposing her vulnerable side without reservation to his sharp, leopard-like gaze.

As a result, Wang Peng's nominal titles as two department heads instantly transformed into positions of real, substantive power. Furthermore, his personal status became rather complicated; while his organizational affiliation remained in Quiliu Township, he was simultaneously in charge of the operations of the Municipal Environmental Protection Bureau's dispatched agency.

"If we want to leave, do you think you can stop us?" Members of the Noble Alliance and other allied guilds rushed forward from behind as well.

At that very moment, Han Shuier even had the illusionary misconception that she had mistaken Lin Hanyu for Jing Moxuan.

Lin Mu's makeup was already finished. Cheng Tianle led him over to the backstage entrance of the stage and pointed his finger toward it.

Needless to say, Ni Yuyi had already harbored feelings for Xu Han, but for Xu Han, this came as an unexpected twist. She had never intended to become entangled in any romantic disputes, yet helplessly, she found herself caught up in them.

At that moment, a pot-bellied middle-aged man walked over and shook hands warmly with Second Uncle and Second Aunt.

Besides, they did not have a shred of evidence in their hands; mere empty words would hardly convince the police.

The monster hoisted its heavy weapon once more, preparing to strike. Meanwhile, the bullets that had been suspended right in front of Yan Tiannv dropped to the ground one after another. The monster hesitated for a moment, but ultimately complied with the order.

Yet, reflecting on it, the Ye family was an old and established clan after all; without generations of heritage, how could they possibly sustain such a lofty status?

Not only that, but the eighteen sword attendants, who had been lurking in the clouds, each wielding weapons split from the Yaoli Sword, all launched their assault toward General Dongfang.

Reasoning suggested that the couple's wishful calculation was flawless, but the current Xu Xiuxiu was no longer the Xu Xiuxiu of the past.

Should Xu Li truly make up her mind to quit, he could easily foresee what kind of fate awaited him without even needing to think about it.

Looking closely, he realized that those patterns were actually moving, slowly writhing across the golden doors. Right now, they were bit by bit devouring Qing Yu's body—a sight that appeared both eerie and nauseating.

At present, Guo Yi's internal power was merely suppressed within the realm of the Heavenly Dao. If he were to unleash his boundary strength to the fullest—heh! With a single slap of his hand, this ancient demon would have been reduced to dust long ago; how could it possibly have survived?

When Lin Feiwen mentioned the Dirge Singer, the expression of the Giant Clan chieftain finally changed.

Wang Lang let out a long howl toward the heavens, expelling the turbid breath from his chest. A steel blade flashed in his hand once more, and without a moment's pause, he lunged straight at the other two beast-soldiers.

"Brother Monkey, what do you think General Chen is up to right now?" Zhu Bajie asked, holding a roasted pig's trotters and chewing voraciously, his words muffled and slurred.

Finally, the three of them turned their gazes toward the red coffin in the center of the living room. Because the three days had not yet passed, the lid had not been nailed down, and one of them had somehow accidentally nudged a corner out of alignment.

Seeing Dr. Mo Hongdi looking at him with a smile, Wang Lang's face flushed slightly as he stretched his head forward and stepped out of the isolation chamber.

General Fred sneered and opened his mouth as if to say something further, but Zhang Chen had already lost his patience, directly raising his right hand and striking him.

Beyond these, there existed another category of people: those who were purely bellicose, bloodthirsty, charging ever forward without ever dodging life or death.

"Yes, I feel deeply guilty for Lü Yan's death, but this matter is simply too absurd. I cannot agree to it!" Yan Chen said resolutely.

Returning home, everything had changed drastically, yet it now possessed an even stronger aura of nature. Over the span of several years, the Fang family estate had virtually transformed into a woodland garden. To be precise, the houses were built atop a botanical park; the buildings were shaded by trees, with butterflies and bees flitting all about. It truly exuded a vibrant aura of life—flawless and pristine.

Xie Jing solemnly signed his name, the thick ink bleeding into dark patches of wetness, inadvertently betraying the chaotic thoughts lingering in his heart.

"Want to run? It's not that easy!" Feng Zhongxin's dominance was fully displayed, and naturally, he would not easily let Momo escape.

For the Shi family, the vital essence blood of the Purple-Flame Fire Lizard was an absolute necessity for cultivating their ancestral martial arts techniques, and they wished they could get as much of it as possible.

Seeing that everyone had taken their seats, Xing Yue slowly walked toward them. Shui Mang and Ye Feiqi, who had remained silent ever since entering, followed closely behind Xing Yue as they headed forward.

Yet since Ruyi had already put it that way, she found it hard to object and could only follow behind them back to the manor.

"Hmph! The Crown Prince ought to inherit the supreme rule. Since the Crown Prince has already been established, what is there to argue about in this matter?" Qi Tianming clearly refused to submit to Qu Men Yicai's perspective.

Especially more absurdly, whenever he encountered someone daring who discovered his identity, they would desperately try to drag him indoors.

However, after plummeting downward for a short distance, Li Hexian abruptly came to a halt. His chest was charred black, yet no look of pain crossed his face; instead, a faint trace of joy flickered deep within his eyes.

"Throw this piece of trash out! The sight of it disgusts Us!" Lin Haohao flicked his sleeve and sank back down onto the dragon throne.