Go to hell!!

"The captain of the Central Special Forces has such formidable strength? What level must he be at?" Lu Feiyang shook his head in disbelief.

That evening, they arrived at a ferry by the Zhangshui River and set up camp to rest. Ming Yue was about to give orders for the cooks to start preparing dinner when Lord Pingyuan spoke up, saying it wasn’t necessary.

"Not bad?" Zhang Yan said, shaking his head as he downed a full cup of wine in one gulp.

"You want me to kill someone for you—do you take me for a fool? Is this really your so-called plan that's all benefit and no harm?" Wei Yan felt a surge of anger rising in his heart.

This time, Chu Long truly had to look at Lord Chang’an in a new light, for Ming Yue had revealed in a single sentence the persuasion strategy he’d long been planning.

Thus today, he did not meet Lü Buwei alone; besides the two of them, there was another person in the hall.

"It was aimed at a rock," Zhang Yao recalled carefully. "A boulder dozens of meters high, shattered by the gentlest touch of Silver. It was smashed to pieces." Zhang Yao emphasized the word "smashed."

Lin Fan examined the slip in his hand closely, paying particular attention to the payment date, which was bizarre—thirty years in the future.

Still, he felt no sense of threat from those before him; after all, this wasn’t their territory, merely a place to stay, so there was nothing particularly concerning.

"Your Highness is truly thoughtful," Xiao Qi said with a smile, his impression of Chu Xizhi improving somewhat.

Colson instantly understood: their territory had been seized; if they didn’t plunder or colonize, Earth would be left with nothing.

"Impossible. Anyway, everyone who’s met him is already dead. Maybe someone’s impersonating him," Li Wanyun said.

The Seventh Prince’s followers had long prepared ample rations and cooked food, so even if they didn’t stay at inns along the way, they wouldn’t worry about hunger. But now, the tantalizing aroma of roasted meat wafted through the air, making mouths water. Approaching Qi Feng, they saw him roasting rabbit.

As the two argued, the ground suddenly shook violently. Turning to look, they were shocked to see the capital—once airborne—had fallen back to earth.

The fleeing criminals almost stumbled in frustration at Wu Ming’s shout; their carefully laid plans had been foiled by an utter fool, leaving them utterly despondent.

"I trust you!" Bai Yujie nodded with a smile, suggesting, "How about a pinky promise?" She said this purely out of concern that the young Wu Ming might worry she didn’t believe him.

The photographer and sound engineer had finished adjusting their equipment, cameras trained on Lin Yiyi, who stood at the courtyard gate, ready to go live at any moment.

Truth be told, Gu Jianan had only cultivated for a few years, yet had met Xu Wangjin as many times as some veteran employees of the Ninth Division.

"How dare you lay a hand on my people!" Han Jingxi, with her long legs, instantly withdrew them from the desk and sat upright, flames flickering in her eyes.

The oppressive atmosphere in the air gradually dissipated, and the Predator rolled to the ground in utter disgrace.

Yang Old Ghost, after rubbing his crotch raw against the tree trunk for ages, finally climbed to the top.

The Shenlong train had fifteen carriages; including toilets, dining cars, and entertainment cars, there were twenty.

Xu Chenmo was lost in thought when he heard Xu Chenxi’s voice. He squinted, coolly withdrawing his gaze.

Zhou Donghuang, wearing a black hat and mask, still couldn’t be bothered by others’ reactions, leading Qin Baobao and Yaya out of the venue.

Wang Yumeng had learned all the details from her father, Wang Hongyuan, and knew their reconciliation was entirely thanks to Li Nan’s help.

Everyone saw the pitch-black Immortal Suppression Halberd overpower Leng Chen’s Earth Sword, forcing it back again and again. Judging by its state, in a few breaths, Leng Chen’s sword would no longer be able to withstand it.

Shen Yugui stared in bewilderment at Fei Nancheng, whose expression betrayed nothing; only when his eyes swept over her did a dark light flicker in his gaze, as if he’d done nothing at all.

Inside the cave, Xu Sansheng took out forty-nine low-grade spirit stones after Zhuge Moxue left, arranged a Seven-Circle Spirit Gathering Array around himself, then began cultivating with a middle-grade spirit stone. His wounds from the battle with the Spirit Tiger hadn’t healed, leaving him unable to exert any strength.

Shen Yugui’s forehead twitched. Just then, the previous program ended, and it was her turn to take the stage.

Moreover, he already possessed the cultivation of the Divine Mansion realm at its peak. Now, with the blessing of hundreds of battle soldiers, his power reached its zenith.

In truth, Qin Ran’s walk was quite long; previously, preoccupied, it had felt like only a few steps.

Wanwan didn’t dodge; he gripped his flute tightly, but around Wanwan was an invisible wall. The flute struck it, causing ripples like water, but penetrating further was as difficult as climbing the heavens.

Ya Zi looked at Chao Feng. At this moment, Chao Feng’s face was entirely serious, devoid of his usual playful grin, so Ya Zi held back.

What shocked him more was that the once empty city suddenly teemed with countless restless souls, appearing out of thin air like shadows, gradually materializing, each bearing the signs of their death.

"All right," Ye Qing answered softly, unable to comprehend but incapable of refusal—orders from above.

The officer told Ji Yang they were fully pursuing Ji Han and would contact the victim as soon as there was news.

By the calendar, the year Wu Xu was coming to an end; in another year, the Forty-Nine Cities would fall to the foreign powers, the country shattered. If he remembered correctly, Wang Wu died when the city fell.

Hua Yousheng said, "Very well, Senior Brother Lü and I will return to the second thatched hut and await you. Let’s hope Senior Brother Zhang doesn’t disappoint us!" Though his words weren’t outright rebuke, there was a hint of admonition.