Chapter 45: Visitors (Part Two)

The air seemed to freeze in an instant.

Meng the Sixth bore the brunt of it, dumbfounded by this bizarre scene, cold sweat drenching his back.

The soldiers' throats grew tight as well.

Pei Qinghe's unhurried voice rang in everyone's ears: "These bandits are all from the Black Bear Fortress. Normally they burn, kill, and pillage, committing all kinds of evil. Eliminating them can be considered acting on behalf of heaven. I do not wish to alert the official authorities, lest it bring about numerous troubles; let us just dig a pit and bury the corpses."

In order to develop Summoner's Rift, Zhao Hao applied for a fund from the system. After evaluation, the system approved his application.

"Come, come, everyone put your backs into it and push this siege engine outside the city. Let's try launching a few shots to see." Cao Zhen was very excited, personally placing his hands on the catapult and calling for everyone to come forward and help.

After Ye Fan absorbed the corpse of that Ancient Desolate Saint Body, the vital energy within his body surged abnormally, and his whole body felt as hot as if it were on fire.

Just as everyone had guessed, once the corpse of Masha was hung up, the demon army fell into chaos. Then the demon and human races launched a joint attack, routing the demon army in a miserable and utterly defeated state.

If Zhang Shaoyu remembered correctly, this amulet was an intermediary medium for Zhang Shaoning's animal spirit mediumship, a procedure that could exempt one from a lot of trouble.

"Yes." Not yet knowing what would happen, upon hearing the topic about their comeback promotional activities, Baoma Jun smiled happily.

Yu Hao was stunned and speechless. Am I in the wrong just for not attacking? Isn't it good not to attack? Judging by the situation, I should be a lucky star, right?

"Tired? Then give me a hug." Kim Myung-soo opened his arms and said with a smile, meeting Baoma Jun's astonished gaze. He laughed heartily and continued, "A close friend's hug is meant to be used at times like this, or when else should we wait for?"

Between her sister, brother, and the First Madam, Rong'er ultimately chose her sister and brother. Although the First Madam greatly appreciated Rong'er and had bestowed upon her a grace akin to rebirth, it still fell short compared to blood ties.

However, the man in black did not even spare her a direct glance, but instead grabbed Li Minglei—who was frightened out of his wits—straight up from the bed, and then hurled him heavily toward the large high-definition widescreen TV. With a crisp shattering sound, the television screen broke, and the live broadcast instantly came to an abrupt halt.

They had originally calculated that there were only two hundred kilometers left, and they could reach the autumn hunting grounds in two or three days, leaving three or four days for rest and regrouping by then.

Mother Su finished selecting clothes and turned around to ask Su Rui to try them on, only to find her figure missing. Just as she was beginning to worry and search for her, she spotted her standing at the store entrance. Walking over, she was startled to see her face covered in tears.

It was fortunate he hadn't married her; otherwise, the ones being forced to crawl through someone's crotch in front of a crowd right now would be them.

The subtext was that if he dared to say anything inappropriate in front of her elder sister, their cooperative relationship would be over.

For all matters here, Wang Feng simply handled whatever could be dealt with and dumped the rest directly onto the Elder Council.

Old Master Mo's physical condition had begun to improve, but he could not feel happy at all.

"Fine then, I'm going to sleep first!" I'm getting old and can't take much tossing and turning; practicing like this made my old bones and joints ache beyond endurance.

A moment later, Qin Su hurried over and saw that Mu Zhi's car was parked here, but she was nowhere to be seen, causing his heart to skip a beat.

Su Wan merely smiled faintly. Eldest Sister had said that no matter how the Empress Dowager praised her, she must not become arrogant, yet she shouldn't be too overly modest either—she just needed to smile.

"But, them liking me is their business; I only like you alone. If this is a lie, may I be struck by lightning and meet a miserable end." Who takes swearing oaths seriously anyway? They just roll off the tongue.

Although treasured tools and spiritual tools differ by only a single character, the gap between the two is immense. The power of a low-grade treasured tool is a full ten times that of a top-grade spiritual tool.