One hundred twenty-seven

Su Yun’s knees were rubbed raw, the sensations intensifying wave after wave until Wei Heng finally spent himself within her without reservation. The force of the impact left Su Yun’s scalp tingling.

Su Yun had no desire to speak, letting Wei Heng have his way with her.

As Wei Heng cleaned her up, he whispered something into her ear with a wicked grin. Su Yun pushed weakly against his arm, her touch devoid of strength, feeling more like a caress.

"Little Yun, this..."

"To think that Mu Xuan is actually one of the White Herb Hall Master’s men... What could their relationship be?" Wu Zhiqiu was astonished.

Having resolved the issue of night blindness, Ma Han and the other two changed their marching schedule. Just as they had done when advancing toward Luyang City with Fu Tong, they adopted the strategy of "resting by day and marching by night."

"Entertainment time is over; let’s talk about something serious." Jordan peeled a banana and took a bite.

Right now, her greatest concern was Chen Jingsheng’s safety. If her son were arrested and sent to prison, she would not want to live anymore.

In the end, only four words could express the shock in their hearts, and at that moment, the battle between Master Liu Wu and Mo Guinian had already begun.

Therefore, the Jin Jue army had brought only ten thousand men on this expedition, hoping to goad Liu Zhang’s forces in Chengdu into an uncontrollable rage and force a decisive battle against the Jin clan.

With no hostages left in her hands, Yun Suyu quietly put some distance between herself and the two men. She was still wounded, and her clothes were so tattered they barely covered her skin, yet she still smiled gracefully as she tried to persuade them.

Chaoyun rose at the signal and began helping Wenren Bai, replacing the blood-soaked white bandages on Yu Siming one after another.

She knew that no matter what she said, she could never truly fill the void in Qin Ziheng’s heart. Even so, she wanted to do something.

"A mythical beast! How is this possible? How could a third-rank mythical beast from the post-apocalyptic world be here!" Leng Duanmeng’s expression turned tense the moment she saw the three-headed snake.

Han Lijie stood there as if savoring Zhang Zhibei’s words. Zhang Zhibei did not pay much heed to this slightly base flattery; he patted Han Lijie on the shoulder and turned to walk away with effortless flair.

Now that the Qinhu Immortal had the photograph, all that remained was to obtain a drop of the Heavenly Phoenix’s blood to lure the Old Man of Heavenly Secrets into appearing so he could be captured.

After saying this, Leng Duanmeng first stepped on the metal protrusion on the left foot of the mecha before her and inserted her identification tag into a slot located at the heart of the machine.

Upon hearing this, Cuiliu Mengzhu understood immediately: it was impossible to get Qinxin to reveal who the man was; she would never betray him.

Xia Yu received his tools and labored in the fields alongside Zhou He and the others. By noon, the prisoners were allowed to rest and eat their lunch.

By this time, Cuiliu Mengzhu, Jin Fengtian, and the others had returned one after another. It was clear from their expressions that they had achieved nothing and made no progress in their tasks.

"That’s good, that’s good." Du Yanwan breathed a sigh of relief. As long as there were no snakes, everything else was manageable.

Zhang Liao fared slightly better; he had picked up two wooden shields to block in front of him the moment Zhao Yi pulled out the rocket launcher. Even so, he was left seeing stars from the blast, and the skin exposed outside his armor was covered in countless cuts from flying wooden splinters.

The man before him possessed immense power, yet he was completely unaware of what level his abilities actually were.

Gu Mian felt a sense of helplessness. When she said she was fine, she meant she was fine regarding her brother, not that she was fine herself. However, she was truly unharmed, so she had simply made a detour to her brother’s courtyard to fetch him. Since their mother wanted to ask questions, her own could wait until her brother returned.

One must know that ever since You Xia debuted as a genius scientist at the age of fifteen, she had continuously expanded civilian technology, leading humanity’s scientific progress by leaps and bounds. She had solved the energy crisis, developed mass accelerators, built a lunar base, and used that base as a stepping stone to colonize Mars, paving the way for humanity’s second habitable planet.