Chapter 46: Grandpa's "Sugar-Coated Bullets"

Lu Zhenguo's words caught everyone by surprise, especially Lin Wanyi.
She looked at her husband in sheer disbelief, her expression practically asking: Old Lu, have you lost your mind?
Having been married to Lu Zhenguo for over thirty years, she understood him better than anyone else.
He was an old-school military man who valued blood ties above all else and was traditional to his very core!
How could he today openly refute—
"Be quiet, all of you!" Lady Ke, who had been silent until now, furrowed her brows, and the crowd instantly fell silent.

Xia Haitong felt puzzled. Why weren't they following the script? Could it be that they thought such a direct surrender felt too fake? On second thought, she realized that in this kind of environment, there truly wasn't any logical reason that could make them genuinely repent on the spot.

As long as Li Yan was by her side, Lin Na wouldn't feel afraid, because she firmly believed that no matter how great the danger was, Li Yan would bear it for her.

Her rose-red gauze dress was already slightly damp with sweat, and her usually meticulously combed hair bun now looked somewhat disheveled. The jade phoenix hairpin on her head was tilted sideways, and her once exquisite and heavy makeup had smudged from the wash of tears.

As if he had eyes on the back of his head, he freed a hand once more and reached backward. Golden light flickered as his palm transformed into a claw, a surge of golden light welling up in his palm. The long spear was thrusting directly toward his palm, but suddenly it slowed down more and more, until it finally stopped right in Jia Fengzhen's palm, shattering piece by piece.

However, with her master Su Saoshe appearing so abruptly, wouldn't that expose her identity?

Zhao Gan gave him a wicked smile, took the opportunity to raise his arm, and blocked a baseball bat coming down from above. With a crisp "crack," the baseball bat snapped into two halves.

Xiao Yan, however, was far from comfortable. The sheer amount of chill made his palms throb with pain and stiffen, but he didn't dare move rashly, terrified that the Swallow Rock Flame would go out of control and the bitter cold would consume him.

Yet, in reality, Su Ziyan did not like this sister of hers; instead, she showed aversion toward her, and even a hint of hatred was hidden within that aversion.

"However, our time is running out." Chu Tao suddenly reined in his smile. He paced back and forth, casting his gaze toward the high cliff below, where turbid waves were surging to the heavens. The people in the town were still bustling about. If one day the White-robed Holy Envoy's forces pressed against the city walls, fighting single-handedly would be tantamount to courting self-destruction. The Sixty-Four Sword Formation should be the southern bank's final ray of hope.

"I see these large trees are really blocking the way. Whoever has plenty of talismans, just clear them out on the way. Once these things are gone, let's see how that creature tries to hide."

Students from other academies were so startled at this moment that they almost rushed over to give Ma Zixuan a severe beating. Damn it, was he really addicted to flexing?

Right at that moment, an almost hysterical shout echoed instantly through the entire peach orchard. The speaker was Ling Weier, whose eyes had long been blurred by tears, her entire body trembling with fear.

That was why Xiao Hao needed to guide them properly, bringing them back onto the right path and letting them know that even though he was the Sect Master of Maoshan, he was not omnipotent, thereby instilling a sense of awe in them.

After exchanging blows with Edward a few times, with only three seconds left before the shot clock expired, Edward suddenly bent his knees, flipped his body over, and moved from the side of Western Court No. 1 to its back. As soon as he landed, he hurled the basketball to the shooting guard.

The reason they wore such expressions was that Mo Tianzheng still hadn't returned to assemble with them. Hearing the explosions now, they couldn't help wondering if Mo Tianzheng was stirring up trouble again. Once they put two and two together, their expressions naturally became this fascinating.

"So what if I make an enemy of your soaring roc gang? You're just a third-rate gang. Even if I have the Soaring Roc Gang erased from this City of Rong, what can you do about it?" Fang Yan said, finally displaying his formidable side.

And this was why Hao Zhishen was in such a rush to reach the world of gods. Furthermore, there were only fifteen days left until the heavens and earth returned to chaos; once they completely merged, both the human and demon races would perish.