Chapter Forty-Four: The Japanese Devils

Zhaozhao looked at her fuming father, then rubbed her tummy, and couldn't help but sigh. Patting her dear father's shoulder with her little paw, she spoke in an earnest tone.
"Dad, do you have some kind of misconception about your own cooking skills? Why torture yourself and waste food at the same time? As a person, one must have self-awareness, right? Besides, children only make choices."
"What do you mean?"
What did she mean?
Naturally, she wanted all of them!
"Dad, in this life, only fine food and beautiful people cannot be let down."

Troubadour was exceptionally furious. The fact that the dragon-slaying heroes had mostly failed to witness his coronation was a provocation to him, and even more, supreme disrespect to the King. He was boiling with rage. Compared to the former king, his son possessed a much more cruel temperament and an even more scheming mind.

"Speak, what is the matter?" The Jade Emperor smiled faintly, quite curious as to what could possibly weigh on Yun Mo's mind.

High Priest Feng Zhuo had been promoted to one of the Twelve Titans, filling the vacancy left by Murdoch. His super-magic explosion had been researched to a certain ultimate realm; given sufficient energy, it could even destroy the entire continent.

He was called a middle-aged man because his face was weathered, with several crow's feet already visible at the corners of his eyes.

Hua Qingyi was suddenly overcome with a wave of emotion. Sometimes, a casual remark from a friend was enough to become the deepest yearning hidden within one's heart.

The two phantom figures communicated for who knows how long, and no one knew what they said. Finally, they each dispersed, re-hiding deep within Tang Xiao's body.

Fu Hanfeng, this once-in-a-century genius, this young man who had fought across the heavens and earth without a single defeat, was absolute god-like figure among the younger generation of the pugilistic world.

Yet there was always an exception to every rule. At this moment, there was a man who stayed put at home! This person was none other than Liang Ji, the Grand General who had once held supreme sway over the imperial court.

The leader of the imperial secret guards was clearly no weakling. After shouting out those words, his figure leaped into mid-air, his embroidered spring blade emitting a crisp clang as he abruptly slashed downward.

Although everyone showed signs of an impending plague and presented a terminally ill, sickly state, after the wine and meat went down, they seemed to regain a momentary, flush-faced vitality.

Ling Xiaoer remotely controlled the thugs' drone to pursue along the optimal route. At the same time, she adjusted the drone's weaponry and fire-control radar, gradually beginning to lock onto the aircraft piloted by Millie.

At Tangyi, after Guzhu Ke led tens of thousands of reinforcements to arrive first, it was already the day after the Wu army's siege of Tangyi had ended in failure. It took another half-day for the Qin soldiers to discover that the Wu army had broken camp and retreated overnight.

"I'll use some biological means to give them that heartbeat feeling, and you can provide the attraction of thoughts and souls. Wouldn't that make it a match made in heaven?" Ling Xiaoer laughed.

Ji Shou was covered in blood and filth, though there were no actual wounds on his body—all this blood belonged to the Wu people. Ji Shou naturally excelled at solo pursuits and assassinations, a combat style extremely similar to that of Fuka. When meeting on a narrow path, the brave win. In the Battle of Yiyi, whether it would end in mutual destruction or a desperate struggle of a cornered beast depended crucially on the indomitable spirit of the Qin people.

Subsequently, Ying Ji led the Xianyang army, Ying Hua led the Yueyang army, and the imperial relative Xuan Ran was promoted to the Left General of Lantian, acting as a check against the Lantian garrison commander Ying Zhuang, who was close to Gongsun Yang and the New Legalists.

Twenty-one warriors roared in unison. Led by Liu Guangyu, they rushed into the KTV like wolves and tigers, grabbing anyone they saw and smashing everything in sight, acting far more fiercely and tyrannically than bandits.

Here, due to its special terrain, it had become almost the most chaotic region on the entire continent. Countless exiled experts from various nations landed here, establishing the most barbaric rules.

It seemed the jade flute was merging with her body. Seeing that Zhi Rou was all right, Ye Chen finally set his mind at ease.

After suffering a brain-dead spell, certain individuals at the State Administration of Radio, Television, and Film began pondering the web dramas and ancient-setting time-travel dramas produced by Tang Jueduan, sensing that there must be room for manipulation there.

White Night's energy level of 10 might look impressive, allowing him to swagger freely in the [City of Illusions], but compared to true almighty beings, it was certainly falling far short.