Chapter 37
Huangfu Xu lightly stepped on the back of the golden-winged roc. The roc shifted its direction, flapped its wings, and transformed into a golden arrow shooting off into the distance.
Following the cataclysm era and the death of the first commander, Earth completely adopted a federal system while preserving the bloodline of His Majesty the Divine Emperor. The Divine Emperor was the first genius to systematically research primordial force to the point of regular cultivation. Unfortunately, few descendants remained, and Princess Ruoshui was one of them.
The councilors from other surrounding races, including Lord Zero of the Blood Spirit Tribe, had all returned to their original appearances, staring at him with puzzled gazes as they awaited his reply.
"Hateful! Although Yin Wuji's saber technique harbors profound demonic intent, it is utterly steady with no flaws whatsoever. If this continues, I might actually fall at his hands." Jingzhi pressed his palms together in prayer, but his mind raced with scheming thoughts, already leaning toward escape.
Two guards had already stepped forward, each grabbing one of Tang Minglun's arms and half-dragging him toward the door.
The problem was that he could not go verify this matter with Ding Mochun, because it concerned Ding Mochun's privacy. Once Ding Mochun learned that he was aware of his political wavering tendencies, given Ding Mochun's character, he feared he would be in danger of being silenced.
However, under the current circumstances, the roulette wheel could no longer be used. Neither Xiao Long nor anyone else had any experience in figuring out how to merge the two worlds together.
Previously, Bai Suozhi's knowledge was lacking, causing Lantian to severely underestimate the Heaven-Defying Pagoda. It was only after encountering the Guide that he faintly sensed the pagoda was far from simple.
"Back then, to me, you were truly a towering giant, Big Brother. I still fondly remember that cup of Crimson Nectar Wine you gave me, haha," Lantian laughed heartily.
Seeing that all of Deloris's stats on her prominent hexagonal radar chart were ranked at A, with the exception of physical strength which was a B just like his own, Luo Che could not help but be stunned.
The ultimate outcome, naturally, was that Jessica achieved an undisputed victory. Actually, this was the best possible result. From the very moment he learned who his opponent was, Yunxuan had never intended to win; to be precise, he never even entertained the thought of winning.
Upon seeing Taeyeon's expression, which looked as though she had been struck by lightning, the members surrounding her were consumed by curiosity, crowding around to peer at the phone in her hands.
"What?!" Qin Zhennan and Chen Chiyun immediately grabbed their binoculars to observe, only to discover that the hull of the Takachiho was beginning to sink from the fractured section. Both the bow and stern slowly rose into the air, and the propellers at the stern were exposed above the water surface, still spinning continuously.
"Besides, the first-place winner this time seems to receive even greater military merits than before." "Actually, you didn't have to follow me into danger. Given your military merits and status, returning to Yanjing should be a breeze," I asked idly out of boredom.
"As his manager, I really should have stopped Yunxuan, but as Yunxuan's friend, I had no choice but to support him!" Lin Han repeated the exact same words he had said to Yunxuan earlier.
As for Tang Ling, when I rescued her, I also happened to find her ID card. Since she came from the Chinese Academy of Sciences, her military merits were likely substantial.
On the prairie, scenery always appeared close by, yet reaching it required considerable effort. After walking for another half a day, the post station still looked blurry and indistinct. He lapsed back into silence, while Stephen, full of conversational zeal, engaged the Jewish family in curious probing.
"What? You've been in contact with these people?" Wanghan Jiang had heard Qin Ge mention that such roving outlaws and greenwood bandits were the most troublesome troublemakers, and Qin Ge held a strong aversion to them.
Upon meeting Lenin, Qin Ge still failed to recognize him. Lenin was the same age as Qin Ge, twenty-eight by traditional reckoning this year. If it were a decade or more later, Qin Ge would certainly have recognized Lenin at a glance, but right now, it was impossible.
Back then, Li Zhu had brought a cameraman to record the course of the naval battle, though the footage was incomplete. The naval officers had all viewed these recordings, and Qin Ge explicitly pointed out that cruisers must absolute not use this kind of single-file line formation, elaborating on the pros and cons of cruiser line formations.
After a moment of silence, seeing that no one objected, the Demon leader of the Moon Demon Hall wore a slight smile. It was fine if they all stayed; acting together meant having more cannon fodder should any trouble arise, regardless of the varying cultivation levels of the demons among their three groups.
After hanging up on Zhuang Yan, Yu Zeyao called Wen Yanzhi. However, the call consistently failed to connect.
Perhaps something had gone wrong within this hell; unaware of the twist of fate, they could only follow closely behind them.
"Since the last time anyone saw Zhang Shao was when he chased after Moose, Moose might have discovered something. You should go investigate over at his place and see if you can pick up any clues," Zhang Qi said.
After Xiang Tian landed that punch on me, the sports department and those who had placed bets on Xiang Tian became wildly excited. The know-it-all downstairs also shook his fist, fiercely making a threatening gesture toward Old Qin.
That pretentious fellow Xuanwu was indeed formidable, but I figured he still couldn't beat Crow. Especially Crow's signature move of blooming lotuses with every step—it was simply mind-blowing, captivating to watch yet reeking of lethal intent. Thus, even against Xuanwu, I believed nothing major would happen.
Most importantly, the aura Roger displayed was still at the semi-divine peak of his Yellow Dragon form.
"I won't let you marry anyone else either," Tang Yu said, tightening his grip on her hand. The strength transmitted from his palm made Song Zhixing feel secure and grounded.
The closer they drew to that hell, the more intense You's reaction became—a resonance echoing from the depths of his soul, driven purely by instinctive reaction.
Just as the city was about to fall and the nation to perish, some transformation seemed to occur within this ancient city. The mural depicted one half of the city gate swung open, though what lay inside was not painted. However, the expression on the face of the heroic man riding a tall, powerful horse was one of extreme terror.
The archery-wielding man was not intentionally leading them in circles; he was walking almost in a straight line. What was his objective? Subduing him should not have been difficult, but the worry was that the moment they made a move and alerted him, he would flash into the jungle and create endless trouble.
When he finished stating the price, Su Tian felt as though a gust of cold breeze had swept around him. The onlookers stared at him in dumbfounded silence, completely clueless about what had just happened. He frowned, his expression flickering uncertainly as his eyes darted everywhere.