Chapter 104: The Rosy Pill

Sure enough, not long after setting out, they came upon a large cavern—more precisely, a brightly lit stone hall.

Upon hearing this, Ao Ziyan’s deep eyes flickered. Without further hesitation, he lifted his robe, rose, and cupped his hands to accept the order.

Chen Yuchan was remarkably perceptive. Knowing something was about to happen that night, she stayed for a while, then found an excuse to take the girls away.

The official media praised him largely because the charity foundation he established was practical—and, of course, because Mr. Zhuang was quite wealthy.

Suddenly, he turned around, raised a short sword in one hand, and blocked my strike that was aimed to hit without fail.

“I know absolutely nothing about this area. You seem to cover many fields, but in this, I’m truly no match for you,” Qiao Guodong said with a smile.

“Brother, who was that Young Master Jin just now? I’ve never heard of him,” Cheng Qingqing whispered curiously in her brother’s ear. Meanwhile, Wang Shiyu, having changed her outfit, lowered her head silently, not wanting to draw attention.

After hearing the whole story, neither Wang Jintong nor Meng Zifan blamed Cao Zijie. Given the circumstances, any hot-blooded man would have acted the same way.

Judging by their attire, these were clearly not bandits. I signaled to Kaolie to hold fire, then focused my gaze on the standard bearer. On the banner he carried was a large embroidered character “Nie.” My heart skipped a beat—could these men be under the command of Lord Nie Liang of Changsi?

Two days later, two mountain-ring roads were completed. Su Xia was distributing explosive pearls and had recently taught several leaders how to make them. Now, over a thousand people could manufacture explosive pearls, which piled up like mountains in just a few days.

The army mobilized, crossing through the time-space gate, spanning an unfathomable distance to arrive in the 19th War Zone, delineated by Song Lingyun in the northern wilderness.

No wonder his sister didn’t care at all about the man’s shameful past. Even after the emperor arranged a marriage to Feng Jingcheng but later annulled it, she remained utterly devoted to Shen Huan.

Bang, bang, bang… like bursting blue watermelon flesh, a line of infected soldiers with guns were shot through the head one after another. The robot’s precision was accurate down to the millimeter.

“The sermon has ended. If any of you have doubts, this humble monk will answer them one by one,” the Daoist said calmly as he withdrew his gaze.

Lin Lian really didn’t appear, confirming the rumors of his injury. Fans nationwide nearly cried—Lin Lian had been playing for the national team despite his injury. How could anyone blame a player like that?

They did not take the nearest road back to the Southern Yue Kingdom, but chose a more remote yet relatively level path, abandoning frantic flight to walk at a leisurely pace.

“Then we’ll set out again in five days. We’ll act according to the situation. If that Han Erdan dares to leave Prince Yan’s side, we’ll make him regret it,” Sang declared decisively. With a wave of his hand, servants brought out wine and dishes to feast with the assembled heroes.

“All right, all right, no problem,” Tony said as he headed toward his car. Happy quickly opened the door for him. “Well, hurry up and get in,” Tony nodded toward Pepper.

Shangguan Ruoxue smiled, lightly kissed Shen Huan once like a dragonfly skimming water, then promptly returned the display of affection.

This was serious: Liu Duan received a reward of great significance. Immediately, he straightened his back, raised his eyebrows, curled his lips, and narrowed his eyes with disdain. “Let’s see how you can compete with me now.”

Xu Zhiyuan felt as if a sharp thorn had pierced his heart, pain bleeding profusely. Yet, as he watched her marry Yan Qing, a voice deep within his soul told him he was truly unwilling.