93 Resurrection

Inside the arena, the great personages who had worn mocking expressions only a moment before were now all staring wide-eyed at Xu Fan, their faces full of disbelief. Even Jiang Quan and Dora, who had been locked in mortal combat, halted and turned to look at him in astonishment.

After the whispering ended, Zou Long’s face, which had been flickering between gloom and light, became genial once more.

His eyes flew open. It was as though not even gravity could hinder the bearing of a great hero. One could still tell it was a movement a human body was making, and yet it was the sort of motion even the greatest acrobat in the world could never guarantee to perform.

After skimming through the forum on his phone, He Xi discovered that no one in the bounty section had posted any paid guide related to a swordsman’s special skills. His heart sank. It seemed he would still have to rely on himself. He flew to Izlude Island and returned to the Swordsmen’s Guild he had not seen in a very long time.

But the situation over there had likely already passed beyond Xia Yanyu’s ability to control. Her voice at that moment carried a trace of guilt.

Since he was already convinced, he no longer put on airs. Picking at the soy-braised beef on the plate, he began to tell the old legend from his hometown.

After Yan Yun’er and Chen Fei had walked that stretch of road together, she bid him a lingering, reluctant farewell and went home with Ying’er.

The instant those vines appeared, their barbs sprang open as well, and then, swift as lightning, they surged toward Xia Zheng. Wherever they passed, a thick mist rose from the barbs.

Li Shimin burst into laughter as he accepted the flattery of the envoys from every land, then ordered a grand banquet to entertain them. Between ruler and ministers, empire and vassal states, all was a picture of harmonious goodwill.

This phone had no functions at all. It could only make calls and send messages. More importantly, it had no contact list, no call history; everything in it was blank.

“I don’t drink.” Hu Qing withdrew her arm, cradling the teabowl in her left palm while her right hand stroked its body. The cool porcelain, the delicate touch, eased the impatience in her heart a little, but the frosty words had already been spoken. A thin flush hung unnaturally on Yinzhen’s face.

After today, I fear Qian Shuiqing’s great name will be known across the entire Continent of Watching Waves. The world would have one more famed general.

Although he had not invested in this film and was merely one of its actors, Zhang Shaoyu held a different place in his heart from the others, and so he could not help worrying for him.

By then, Ye Kai had already dragged Xing’er over from the rear quarters. Poor Xing’er was still in her month of confinement and had been hauled out all the same. A band was still wrapped around her head; her complexion was rosy and her figure full, but she had plainly been frightened badly. The moment she saw Ma Jingtao, Wen Yan, and the others, her big eyes flickered with terror, and then she did something that left everyone utterly dumbfounded.

Today, however, he had unexpectedly come across someone who knew what a life-support capsule was, such a high-tech object. Beneath Liu Ye’s outward calm, his heart was already churning like an overturned sea, impossible to restrain.

The room was warmed by earth-fire, so it was not truly cold. Yinzhen pulled Qing’er’s quilt higher to cover her body, set a pillow behind her so she could lean against it, and only then sat down on the bed himself.

“Sister, you’re not joking, are you?” Gui Bachi stared with wide eyes toward the distant Okishima.

“Yes, she’s absolutely right. Haven’t you seen through a person like me yet?” When Wang Yu spoke, he was almost pressed against Cheng Su’s ear, so his voice was very, very soft. If Vivi had not strained to listen, she would not have heard it at all.

“Where is Wenwen’s family now? Give me the exact location.” Since Sun Yifan had said he knew, Wang Yu spoke to him plainly and directly.

But fifty zhang to the left was the edge of the drill ground, where a row of barracks stood. Once the soldier reached the front of the barracks, he no longer knew what to do and could only keep marching in place. The sentry officer at the head of the line twisted around to look at the signal flag, yet the flag still pointed straight ahead.

Whenever they passed farmland worked by military settlers, Yang Lin would often dismount, ask for a sip of hot water, and chat as he drank. Every one of the people seemed excited, loudly hailing him as a just and heaven-sent magistrate.

The moment he heard mention of Protector Chen of the Demon Sect, he wondered whether it might be Chen Muhua. Whether it was him or not, anything the Demon Sect wanted could not be handed over lightly. And if it truly was Chen Muhua, then it could be given over even less.

Madam Yang’s eyes widened. “That’s how it ought to be in the first place. Otherwise how is a mere girl supposed to help her brothers?” The sheer matter-of-course look on her face was intensely aggravating.

And once the Old Netherworld Man broke through his original bottleneck, it was very possible he would reach the power of an Earth Immortal. By then, how could he possibly let Kong and the others nearby off easily? The answer was obvious. Therefore, Kong and the others had to stop him.

Yang Lin had no choice but to explain himself again and again. Seeing that the other side refused to pay, the escorting constables were just about to stir up trouble. As Yang Lin cried inwardly to heaven, a burly man suddenly rushed out from the side and knocked Wang Sangou flat to the ground.

Bu Ning, Yang Bingyi, and Jing Keqin were ordered to lead their respective forces in cleaning up the battlefield, counting the captives, and then pitching camp on the spot to rest and recover, in preparation against a counterattack from Zhang Dingguo.

The Inspectorate of Bing Province was established in the middle years of Emperor Wu of the Former Han, during the Yuanfeng era. It was one of the thirteen provincial inspectorates of the Great Han, governing the nine commanderies of Taiyuan, Shangdang, Xihe, Yunzhong, Dingxiang, Yanmen, Shuofang, Wuyuan, and Shang. From that time onward, the Inspectorate of Bing Province administered its affairs from Jinyang.

In truth, Dong Zhuo’s move had also been one born of helpless necessity. After all, the Liangzhou troops and Bingzhou troops he used most readily had, under Fu Quan’s long-laid plans, not left him a single man. Naturally, Fu Quan feared Dong Zhuo would walk the old road of history and so cut off entirely any possibility of his autocratic tyranny.

Qin San truly wanted to slap himself viciously across the face, and he also wanted to find an opportunity to kill that youth, but he could not beat him.

Even if he had no money himself, could she not have wronged herself a little and eaten something cheap with him?

Some people furiously denounced the poster, saying he should never have used the Father of Music as a comparison, for the Father of Music was beyond surpassing.

Before Li Junxiu could even finish what he was saying, Xu Yuan on the other side was provoked into utter shame and fury, showing violent tendencies.

“Or perhaps have that colossal beast of a Chu family seek justice for me?” Tian Tiantian said lightly, yet the words landed like heavy blows against Chu Xin’s heart.

Nancy nodded and stretched lazily, making it clear there was nothing more to discuss and everyone could return to their own rooms and sleep in their own beds.

“Master Chu, are you feeling very unwilling to accept this?” At that moment Shui Yiyi emerged from who knew where. The instant she saw Master Chu, she came right over. Especially when she noticed the hatred in his eyes, she grew all the more delighted, feeling there was surely still room here for further schemes.

The battalion-level support firepower of the First Guards Brigade consisted entirely of ninety-millimeter guns, while its brigade-level support firepower was one hundred and twenty-millimeter guns.