Chapter 57

Thanks to early preparations, the fire in Xijing City did not spread completely, though the Xiongnu imperial palace was burned down to the ground.

Meanwhile, Zhao Xuan acquired a three-decked warship. He only needed to provide the materials and the keel, while saving on the major blueprints and construction fees, bringing the cost to under ten thousand—a four-to-five-fold savings.

Thus, here he was like a god, and what he relied on most was his Purgatory Nether Flame. Seeing now that Fang Nan actually dared to swallow it, how could he not be overjoyed? Without struggling, the nether phoenix allowed itself to be swallowed in one gulp by the giant mouth.

"You... are you a genetically modified human?" Zhang Jinshuang's mouth could practically fit a duck egg inside.

The puppet named Keltilax experienced a surge of energy throughout its body at this moment, as the crimson energy transforming into purple arcane energy, with the mystic persona taking over dominant control.

He loved worshiping Lord Guan, praying to be as mighty and courageous as him while also seeking his protection and peace; this detachment captain was no exception.

Until Liu Fei arrived before that massive gate. Many people knew what this gate was—inside was the highest council of the Federation, where hundreds of elders representing various Federation families resided. Walking up to the threshold, Liu Fei came to a halt.

"We are old comrades-in-arms, but because of his indifferent nature and his health, he retired early. So we haven't kept in very close touch afterward, though our connection has never been broken," Elder Wei said with a smile.

"Fine, I'm going out. Toiletries are in the bathroom cabinet; find them yourself." Yuchi Hong was quite decisive this time, walking out of the room as soon as he finished speaking.

Consequently, only five high-tier celestial immortals remained at the scene. Among them, some were skilled at evasion, some wielded immortal-slaying sabers, and others wore sturdy defensive immortal artifacts, so after undergoing two rounds of immortal arrow volleys, they remained uninjured.

To be like him—knowing that the lair possessed such a semi-mature phase, just right for discovery yet devoid of danger—there might not be a single person across these dozen counties.

Surrounding passersby were frightened and watched from a distance. Soon, six police cars arrived. Xu Feng took a look and saw it was an old acquaintance, Bureau Chief Wang Ming, which made things much easier without the need for laborious explanations.

After "confirming" each other's identities and standing, Zhou Junhai very consciously placed himself on a higher pedestal, speaking to Zheng Yu with a much more casual tone. After a few sentences, he began to brag intentionally or unintentionally.

To everyone's surprise, after Xing Jie simply got to the bottom of the matter, he unexpectedly began to cooperate.

Opening his eyes from sleep, a faint glimmer of light filtered through the glass window. The room was very dim, and Zheng Yu checked the phone on his bedside table; it was already past eight o'clock.

Nagasawa furrowed his brow. This indeed posed a problem; during the seventeen previous purifications, they had never taken active charge of purifying.

He instinctively looked toward Long Ying. "There are earthquakes here too?" This was fundamentally Long Ying's virtual world; how could there possibly be any earthquakes?

Without the slightest response, the next second, the masked figure leaped down directly, raising a shoe sole resembling an ice skate and stamping it straight onto Laobrown's face.

At this moment, there were about five or six tables of guests dining in the fourth-floor restaurant. Seeing a dispute break out over here, they gathered around. Upon hearing Liu Jingli's account, combined with Ding Mei's adorable appearance, they naturally believed it entirely and unanimously accused Douglas of child molestation.

To launch a world-shaking calamity for the ancestral land of one's subordinates, thereby drawing the attention of the Celestial Court—wouldn't that be like an old god courting death out of sheer boredom?

They had originally assumed Xie Lang possessed a mediocre voice, figuring he must have relied on backdoor connections to get here.

Miao Qiu was consumed by rage. He knew Wang Dali intended to seize Pi San and expose his old secrets; how could he just sit back and await his doom?

After such an incident occurred, my master heavily criticized me. I was extremely unhappy in my heart. If you ask me, Lin Dan was simply stupid. Since she couldn't do it herself, she could have just said a few nice words to me, coaxed me a little, and wouldn't everything have been fine?

Especially the clear kindness radiating from her bright eyes, devoid of a single speck of impurity, giving one the gentle feeling of a spring breeze.

Nalan Yanran glanced back at Xiao Yan, her gaze finally landing on Chen Qiye, her heart gripped by lingering terror: Could it be that I was really wrong?

Zi Xi was still entangled with Leopard Girl and Freak Foot. Guards fell wounded from time to time. Leopard Girl's ribs had also been injured by Zi Xi.

At this moment, the host on the auction stage suddenly spoke up—a white man in his thirties wearing a swallow-tailed coat.

"Uh... the pig head is..." Han Gaofei was just about to blurt out Xie Lang's name, but Xie Lang had already given a heads-up on the plane earlier because he did not want to expose his identity.

"Don't you want to know whether you or the imperial throne is more important in his heart? Aren't you afraid of misjudging the person?" As the words left his mouth, even he was astonished. What was he saying? Why did it sound like he was jealous of his persistence toward her?

Lin Yuanmei said she was going to pack some food for Wang Miansheng and told the latter to wait for him in the room. Wang Miansheng could only nod before Lin Yuanmei finally left.

Hearing Qiu Shaoze's words, Jia Ruohan had no choice but to swallow the words that had already reached her lips back down into her stomach.

Seeing this, the three senior and junior disciples of Chou Wanqian stopped bickering either. Fearing the Crimson Blood Sword in Shangguan Yun's hand, they all followed closely a few dozen feet behind.

Yet, having gazed upon what he considered the most beautiful scenery in the world, upon looking at other sights—even if they were equally magnificent, no matter how peerless or breathtaking—none could compare to that girl within the young man's eyes.

Such a wonderful wife had actually learned how to pinch people simply because of television. If Qiu Shaoze were to truly discover the reason, he couldn't guarantee whether he would find someone to ban that television set just to prevent it from harming any more people.

Du Gu Changhen's expression shifted drastically as his body leaped backward a few paces, gazing at an object in the sky. He saw a giant exotic bird flashing with golden light and brilliant scales, its enormous wings outspread, locking its eyes tightly onto Du Gu Changhen while letting out a sharp "caw."

That was the location of the spine. The savage bull faintly felt as though his back had been bitten by a mosquito, but he paid it no mind, continuing to stride forward before raising his massive hammer high.

At these words, the guard regiment's off-road jeeps immediately deployed, subsequently launching a sweep of the five-o'clock sector. During this process, the sniper fired multiple additional bullets.

This giant bat was clearly extremely wary of Qi Tianxiao, hovering back and forth before him while shrieking incessantly.

Everyone immediately came to a sudden realization. If He Wuqiung coveted Wen Tiren's position as Senior Grand Secretary, he would naturally want the matter to blow up as much as possible. Back then, Wen Tiren used Sun Yuanjia to batter Zhou Yanru into utter disarray; now, He Wuqiung was being even more proactive, aiming to sever the pacification path of the militia camps right at the source.