Volume 1, Chapter 53: Are You Still Harboring Feelings

In the street not far away, two people were locked in combat. A stout, dark-skinned man was fighting a tall, slender man in blue. The man in blue dodged the blue battle-qi projectiles hurled by the stout man, and whenever they came too fast to evade, he would forcefully bat them away with his bare hands. This was what had almost accidentally injured Xie Tong just a moment ago.

Zhao Han let out a miserable scream, feeling as though his internal organs, skin, flesh, bones, and even the soul within his sea of consciousness were instantly slipping beyond his control. Pain wracked every inch of his body—a truly heart-wrenching agony.

"Ignite!" A loud shout echoed across the vessel, a sharp and fierce light flashing in Old Li's eyes as the command fell. The soldiers ignited the long arrows one by one. With a loud rumble, every arrow in their hands burst into flame, thick rolling smoke billowing straight out from the tips.

Although Luo Dayou was furious, he had no proof and found it inconvenient to blow his top. Supported by Mou Bin, he limped away from the back kitchen.

"Sulfur Flame, the Divine Artifact—Source Fire Bead! You might also call it 'burning bitches to ashes without remorse.' That's right, it's specially designed to roast those sneak-attack dogs with itchy hands!" The jacket-clad man wore a ferocious expression, as if venting the dissatisfaction pent up in his chest.

With the warhorses eaten, Deputy General Dong Heng grew deeply anxious. If all the food ran out, even before Lü Bu's army could storm the mountain, the Xiliang forces would inevitably descend into chaos of their own accord. Dong Heng voiced his concerns to Ma Teng, and Ma Teng personally led over a hundred personal guards to charge down the mountain.

Ye Liqiu closed his eyes, his hands clenched into tight fists hidden within his sleeves. It took him a long time before he felt his emotions subside.

"Jin Dou! Did you arrange the seats I told you about in advance?" Li Hanyun walked up and asked.

Chasing after the powerful and trampling on the weak is human nature. In a place as ruthlessly realistic as Blood Shark Island, this phenomenon was even more pronounced.

An oppressive silence weighed so heavily upon the Xiongnu cavalry that they could scarcely breathe. The hands gripping their horse-pikes trembled slightly, for they could not fathom why this mere infantry unit could emanate an aura surpassing that of a grand army of thousands.

"Yes, Martial Uncle." Liu Xuanji gave a wry, awkward nod. Li Hao truly was his Martial Uncle, yet Li Hao appeared to be a young man in his early twenties, while he himself was already over sixty with white hair and beard, yet had to address him as Martial Uncle—it felt rather bizarre.

Inside the room at that moment, Wang Qian, the head of the Wang family, sat bare-chested on the edge of the bed. Due to his advanced age, the flesh all over his body hung loosely, and his face was covered in wrinkles and age spots.

Had it not for his existence, Milan might simply have played to a draw against Ajax, just as they had in history.

Peng Chaojun's face was dark with gloom. He had reigned supreme in Jinling for many years—when had anyone ever forced their way to his very doorstep, forcing him to swallow his teeth and smile ingratiatingly?

Strictly speaking, whether at Ajax or Bayern Munich, Long Shuqiang had never experienced a true cross-town derby in the real sense of the word.

With a deafening roar, the drone was blasted into fragments. No one knew who had fired, nor did anyone care.

A wave of uproar instantly erupted in the conference room, the expressions of the attending generals and experts turning pale with shock.

Gao Yang once again experienced that initial way of perceiving the world. Although he was not facing Zhang Tianlei, the utter shock on Zhang Tianlei's face manifested vividly right before Gao Yang's eyes.

Early the next morning, Lin Yan did not sleep in despite having gone to bed very late the night before. He went to the back mountain to cultivate for an hour just like any other day, remaining as full of energy as ever.

"Don't rush. I've left someone keeping an eye on things, and we'll contact them once we reach the place." Zhan Feng caught Zhan Baobei, gently rubbed his nose as the child covered it, and tossed out those words.

"Cut the crap and take me to the Realm Guild's territory!" Blue Sky City immediately cut off Officer Leng's subsequent attempt at flattery.

This person was only worth befriending, not offending. At a time like this, it was better to go with the flow and help Mo Liang out, treating it as an apology for previously plotting against him—though, in truth, she hadn't managed to plot against Mo Liang at all, but had instead been thoroughly fleeced by him.

Based on this reason, Lü Tian did not dare to question his Second Senior Sister again and could only seek out his Third Senior Sister, Yi Ming.

Especially Shangguan Xi, who felt as though her face was being slapped repeatedly—it was far too direct, far too violent.

Accompanied by a burning, scorched odor, the Blood-Thirsty Earth-Shaking Bear let out a miserable howl as a sudden burst of bloody mist erupted from the wound on its neck.

Zhan Xu hoped against hope that he had misheard, because with thirty million, it would take at most three years to recoup the capital.

In reality, it was clearly he who was abusing her, wasn't it? The Snake Queen was like someone who swallowed coptis chinensis—she had bitterness in her heart that she could not voice.

She looked at Yin Ruojun and broke into a radiant smile, one filled with profound meaning: gratitude for Yin Ruojun's enlightenment, and thankfulness for Yin Ruojun coming of her own accord to stay by Shen Hanluo's side. Everything, absolutely everything, was contained within that brilliant smile Mo Xi cast toward Yin Ruojun.

Seeing him speak thus, Zhang Xiuhe knew he had already made up his mind and let out a helpless sigh. Compared to the bustling prosperity of the great cities, being able to stay in this village for so long was also quite good.

Tang Zhan felt a numbness shoot through his arm and staggered back several steps. Lin Xingtian had not underestimated his opponent; despite the momentary stagnation of his attack upon impact, he swiftly regrouped, unleashing his meteor sword style like raging, towering waves that surged forward to overwhelm him.

Tang Feng drew his parting blade and scrambled to his feet, once again frozen in shock at the scene before him, his jaw dropping wide open.

By the time the scouting team relayed the news to Stanley, and Stanley reported it to Regent Xumo, before the warning message could be sent out to the entire defensive line, those enemies who had drawn close to Dorret City had not yet entered the range of Fed and his men's naked eyes.

"Then go ahead and try! When two cars pull up later, trapping you in a pincer movement and opening fire directly, what chance will you have to escape?" Xiao Yunfei was utterly speechless. If this big-breasted, brainless policewoman ever went to the battlefield, she truly would not know how many times she would die.

"Fine. When she decides to leave, we'll follow her. Once we find her lair, we can make our move then!" Liansheng decided resolutely.

"Greetings, Fed Torres. I am Magistrate Manle." Manle extended his right hand, bowing slightly at the waist in a display of great courtesy.

"What? He actually blocked that move all by himself?" San Bai's pupils constricted slightly as he looked at Lin Yu anew.