Chapter 53: Why Not Leave?

Entering the banquet hall, Su Ran found the place vast and immensely crowded. The mere sight of throngs of people always gave her a mild headache. Yet, unable to show any reluctance on her face, she resolved to summon two hundred percent of her patience to get through tonight's cocktail party.

In that fleeting instant, a singular thought arose in everyone's mind: this software was something they simply had to use.

Originally, he had intended to ask this girl if she had any countermeasures against the twenty members of the Gong family imprisoned in the valley, but now he decided against it. She probably had not even given it a single thought. It seemed he had misplaced his trust in her; if the entire Moon Clan returned to their ancestral site without preparing for a fierce battle, annihilation awaited them.

"That is indeed the case. However, now that various factions are rising to oppose the Yellow Turban rebellion, we can gather our forces to fight back against the Yellow Turban bandits while simultaneously recruiting new troops and intensifying our training. Such a plan is entirely feasible!" After a moment of contemplation, Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun spoke in unison.

Like a flash of flint and steel, a thought suddenly sparked in Yue Ying's mind, refusing to be suppressed no matter how hard she tried.

Those whom she trusted most in her heart, treating them like fathers, actually wanted her life—and they had intended it from the very beginning. Su Ran suddenly felt as though everything she had experienced here was nothing more than a joke, entirely devoid of meaning.

He was also the primary person in charge of this operation; if anything were to happen to that fellow, he would bear the full responsibility.

Chu Qinghan truly could not suppress the astonishment within his heart. What was going on here? Since when had he become such a formidable genius?

Among the members of the Gǔongzōng Sect, only Yu Lingbo had ever met Gong Xifeng. Although she had been surprised at the time, she had not probed deeply into the matter. After all, it was impossible for the son of a low-ranking ordinary practitioner to have any connection with the Ancestor of Light.

Yet if they were truly to retreat, the mountainous regions of western Yizhou and the vast Yangtze River would form the final line of defense for the Han Dynasty—an absolute line of defense that had to be held.

Thus, after preparing for a month, Xiao Che began to make his move against the surrounding islands.

He knew very well that this had already become his inner demon. If he could not shatter it, his cultivation for the rest of his life would likely stall right here.

However, at that very moment, the massive black sword began to vibrate violently, accompanied by the entire Subduing Demon Mountain shaking as if struck by an earthquake.

After saying this, Chen Xi stopped speaking, and Rotary also remained silent. The two of them slowly made their way back to the police station in this manner.

Annalie sat on the sofa while a doctor wearing a face mask sat opposite her, gazing at a piece of paper in his hands.

"Ha! Inside this Loran Temple, there truly is no water." A bright, hearty laugh echoed from within the palace.

Aoki Teru recognized Yaze, but he knew Yan Mo was unaware of this. Naturally understanding the intent behind Yan Mo's words, he obediently nodded in agreement.

"Son? Mother? You say you are my mother?" Ning Ao asked in disbelief. Did he actually still have a mother?

Though "captured" was hardly the word; she had willingly allowed herself to be taken hostage, as her own martial arts skills were more than enough to deal with Shiyun. She had simply let herself be captured because Yunhe wanted to meet the Underworld King and Mu Chen.

"Who beat you all to such a state?" Sima Ting crouched down on the ground, frowning as she asked one of the wounded soldiers.

This battalion of Shu soldiers truly lived up to their reputation as an elite force. Even though their vanguard had been driven back, at the command of their captain, the four hundred-odd soldiers who had just regrouped immediately charged forward. Even the routed soldiers who had just been driven back casually picked up weapons and urged each other onward with shouts.

Just as Chu Feng leaned in close, Zhao Jing heard the ringing of the telephone. Picking it up and glancing at the number, she hurriedly said to Chu Feng, "Brother Chu Feng, wait a moment, it's my eldest sister. Don't let her hear you!" Chu Feng nodded and listened as Zhao Jing answered the call.

As for Jiao Qingyun, the weapon he used was even more peculiar and rare—five black stones. However, these five stones were forged from "Yin Wind Nether Stone," making them not only incomparably sturdy but also capable of releasing two powerful types of attacks: yin winds and nether Qi.

"It seems Mingzhu is the one who attends Young Lin's gatherings the most often," Nalan Mingzhu said, purposely leaning back and dodging away as Lin Feng attempted to press close, her eyes brimming with alluring charm.

They only felt a fierce and domineering entity suddenly invade their bodies. The alarm systems inside their protective suits did not even have time to react and sound a warning before intense agony struck them instantly.

I could not remember the names of most players from the Dragon Soul Battle Blood guild. Bloodthirsty Madman gazed intently at the Japan Demon Territory Mercenary Corps. The captain of the Demon Territory Mercenary Corps was named...

Xiao Yue's fist collided directly with the huge black bear's paw. Xiao Yue took three steps back, while the black bear retreated seven or eight steps, looking somewhat surprised.

As someone from "Dragon Soul," she had undergone comprehensive training and possessed in-depth knowledge of medicine, which was why she knew how severe her injuries had been just moments ago! Yet now, they had completely healed—how could she not be astonished?

I nodded. Maintaining a calm state of mind was indeed crucial at the moment; otherwise, if we were ambushed later, we wouldn't even know which side it came from. Suddenly, a black shadow lunged at me. I was startled—this dark shape was undoubtedly a Mist Shadow Leopard.

Since the Golden-Armored Daoist Lord was none of other than himself, if he actively absorbed the spiritual Qi of heaven and earth, did that mean the Golden-Armored Daoist Lord could also actively absorb the spiritual Qi of heaven and earth?

He took a deep breath, released his fingers, and drew a talisman paper from his bosom, holding it between his fingers.

I felt around in the shattered vase until my fingers brushed against the sharpest and longest shard. Then, right before everyone's eyes, I performed the most dramatic gesture.

Nan Jiyun's eyes were split with fury, and his fists were clenched so tight they ached. A guard hurriedly pulled some clothing over his exposed body, knelt at Nan Jiyun's feet like a corpse with a lifeless face, trembling all over as he awaited punishment.

"Just tie it into a simple ponytail." Xu Nuo knew it wasn't easy for a man to tie hair, so she didn't have high demands for Gu Moyan regarding this task.