Chapter 27: Legend of Zhen Huan, An Lingrong
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The Empress was celebrating too soon.
As a daughter of the grasslands, Noble Lady Jade possessed a courage all her own.
When the wildcat came lunging at her, her panic lasted only a moment.
Once she had regained her composure, she immediately turned and fled with her palace maids and eunuchs.
They charged blindly toward the Empress.
Since no wildcats were attacking on the Empress’s side, she naturally saw it as the perfect avenue of escape.
“What are you doing?”
—Consort Qi
Seeing the name of the private room on the door, Zhou Jian was slightly taken aback. The words written there were unmistakably: “The World of Tender Whispers.”
Yet all of this was still far beyond the reach of ordinary people. Most common folk knew nothing at all about ancient martial arts.
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At present, the only thing guarding this secret base was a single Valkyrie warship, while its mobile suits consisted of only one M1 Divergence. It was far too weak.
After witnessing Feng Qingyang’s appearance and receiving that lesson, Chen Xiang’s horizons had expanded without limit. Looking further ahead, he no longer confined his gaze to the ordinary martial-arts world. His ambitions had begun to transcend the realm of ordinary human beings and advance toward a higher plane of life.
Above the ruins of the collapsed hotel, a terrifying monster came swooping down from the sky.
Well, these fellows had truly been frightened out of their wits. They would rather sit here and wait foolishly with Zong Feng than go inside the building.
At that moment, Li Mi was burning with rage. He had already killed five scouts who came to report to him. As a result, those who discovered bad news now no longer dared return to camp. Instead, they rode away on horseback and fled into the distance, causing the morale of Li Mi’s army to waver once more.
“That draw means the Anpuru team did not completely annihilate the enemy. That is what is meant by a draw. Halbaton’s ability as a commander is indeed impressive, but if the Eighth Fleet does not retreat, it is nothing more than a slightly tougher bone to chew.” Mary sighed softly.
There was no despair in the dragon eyes of Red Tianxiang as he faced death—only composure and pride.
Li Zhi gathered that immense force into both hands, then swung his two greatswords forward and brought them crashing down upon the mounted bandits.
“Ah…”
Looking over the TJ region, which had become nothing but a dead wasteland, Jiang Hua’s eyes revealed a trace of sorrow. These people had all once been his fellow countrymen, yet they had been reduced to something neither human nor ghost. To be forced to send them to the grave with his own hands—this was truly a tragedy of the human world.
Having witnessed the power of the Eastern Sea Dragon Clan and now the might of Liu Qing, Chen Biyan had no choice but to admit that only the legendary Divine Land could firmly suppress the forces of the Eastern Sea.
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“Do you call this going too far?” another old man suddenly gave a cold laugh, utterly at odds with his otherworldly bearing.
Even so, he sincerely hoped he would not be elected again. He had no desire for promotion or wealth; if only he could leave the capital and become a prefect, he would ask for nothing more.
“Oh, yes!” Qin Mengke leaped excitedly into the air. To play so well the very first time she had ever touched a basketball—she truly was a genius.
But it was already too late. The three magical beasts were sent flying one after another—something Ji Kai had never experienced before.
The Lionfolk, by contrast, resembled one enormous family. They normally remained connected through their individual households, treating one another like relatives. Whenever trouble arose, they stood watch over one another and offered mutual aid.
Yan Ting was no fool. After hearing Elder Yan Cheng’s open roar of anger, he glanced behind Xu Yuanxing. When he saw no sign of Yan Ming, his heart gave a sudden jolt. He immediately understood that Yan Ming must have taken advantage of the chaos to slip in during the storm just moments ago.
If Xu Yuanxing knew at that moment that Liu Mingrui also practiced the Yan family’s “Basic Halberd Technique,” he would have been far more than merely shocked and incredulous.
The moment Sa Wen finished speaking, the tenant farmers could no longer sit still. They began whispering among themselves, like the first people to discover a hidden treasure—eager to tell everyone else the good news at once, yet afraid that someone might get there before them. In short, each of them was as excited as an ant on a hot griddle.
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