Volume 1, Chapter 43: I Should Be Clinging to Your Coattails Instead

Unable to bear the solitude, Su Mubai walked to the door, reached up to grab the top of the armored vehicle, and hoisted himself up onto the roof.

Su Mubai silently calculated the distance. As the pickup rounded the bend of the mountain pass, the exit came into view.

Seeing that his dinner had settled, Du Zi yuan headed to his studio to draw. He was an impatient man, and since he had promised to help Sun Tianyun with her manga, he needed to start working on the character designs and storyboards immediately.

"Whether they are wrong or not doesn't matter. The moment they sensed me, they lost their nerve. Saints or Immortals, it makes no difference. The real problem is... I haven't prepared my speech yet," Lin Xuan said with great solemnity.

At the same time, he realized why Dongfang Chu and the others had returned in defeat. Time regression had revealed everything to him: they had wagered their own possessions against the life essence absorbed by the casino owner, and they had lost it all.

Seeing this, Sun Fengzhao’s mind went blank, buzzing with a dull roar. He felt a bit dizzy, yet his eyes remained fixed on those beautiful breasts, unable to look away, his gaze instantly growing dazed and unfocused.

The expanse of the palace hall seemed endless, with various sculptures and pavilions visible at every turn.

Then, she slowly opened her palm and held it out, revealing several chess pieces resting in it.

"Borrowing the splendor of mountains and rivers, adding the sun and moon to accompany the elite. This is a magnificent poem," I said with a nod and a smile.

After a brief discussion with Gu Xisheng and Tang Tuo, they decided there was no need for Wei Cen and Deng Ao to join them. It would be better to take advantage of the current emptiness of the Divine Mansion and have them head toward it first.

Cao Zhen was meticulous in his planning. He understood that if Cao Xiu were to recklessly charge forward and be killed by Han Wei, it would mean the loss of both the commander and deputy commander of the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry. Cao Cao would never hand the command of the elite unit over to Cao Zhen; he would likely appoint Cao Ren or Cao Hong to lead them instead.

One hundred thousand strings of coins might seem like a lot, but it would go quickly. However, you won't be expanding your operations that widely in the first year. Once your Di Ting Camp produces results, I will naturally provide additional funding.

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Lin Jiaxin, brought to the Lin family estate, was terrified of the old man, yet she remained incredibly stubborn, attempting to escape time and again. No amount of beating or scolding could break her spirit.

Bai Sen called out to Wang Yue, and the two immediately cleared the insects around them, retreating in perfect sync. Li Mingshan instantly erected an ice wall to block the insects' pursuit.

Tamamo put her bamboo hat back on, knowing that her beauty could sometimes be a curse.

Perhaps in true history, Zhao Zhen had trusted Fan Zhongyan before these words were spoken. Later, when Fan Zhongyan urged him to consider the matter, combined with Lu Yijian’s constant accusations of factionalism, his trust began to waver.

As a result, everyone spent those hundred days talking about the haunted house near Li Mao. Having heard so much about it, Li Mao naturally grew weary of the topic.

The feeling of being filled with terrifying power was so wonderful and comfortable. It was a sense of freedom he hadn't experienced since becoming a slave, filling him with such joy that he even found his current form beautiful and handsome.

This could not be blamed on him; after all, those were divine techniques created by deities, designed for beings of that caliber, and required the harmony of natural laws to be mastered perfectly.

Upon entering the room, the officers bowed to Princess Linglong. She waved her hand repeatedly, signaling that such formalities were unnecessary.

Currently, China's economic strength was unsatisfactory, and agriculture was highly dependent on nature, but the heavens were not favorable.

Furthermore, the New First Regiment had suffered heavy losses, with a total of 2,135 casualties. They needed time to recover. To others, large-scale combat attrition was a matter of time, and conducting further battles seemed nearly impossible.

Professor Liu Sha said that according to records, Kunlun Mountain was home to many magical creatures. For example, there were strange birds that stung like bees; if stung, any bird or beast would die, and any tree would wither. There was also a fruit called Shatang, similar to a plum but without a pit; eating it allowed one to traverse the seas without drowning.

Lin Buchi felt a bit guilty after the Third Elder’s rebuke. Scratching his head, he could only offer a sheepish explanation: "It was an emergency! The Lin family doesn't have many people, and even fewer who can work for us."

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The corpses lying on the ground and the discarded items were none of them intact; everything had been violently destroyed.

They saw the white jade on the ground glowing, but they could not pick it up, as it was covered in pit vipers. They saw the trees on the mountain were diverse; some looked like fans and were covered in various snakes.

Xu Feng scratched his head, truly embarrassed. Lately, he had seemed possessed, killing over a dozen first-tier magical beasts and even more of the second tier.

As for sharks like the angle shark and the spiny dogfish, they would replace entire rows of teeth. Statistics show that a shark can lose over 20,000 teeth in ten years. The great white shark is currently the most formidable shark in the ocean, reigning supreme with its powerful teeth.

Knowing that Song Qingge was safe, Gu Chao finally stopped worrying about her wandering around. Who would have thought she would not only get tangled up with Xu Siyan but also suffer such severe injuries?

Feeling the soft, resilient body against his lower abdomen, Tianlin couldn't help but blush, coughing awkwardly.

Choosing the fourth river, the boat changed direction and headed west, guided by the compass needle. After sailing for several hours, the white mist gradually dissipated, and the needle pointed east, indicating they had exited the formation. Had they chosen any other river, they would have encountered a massive trap and a meat grinder at the end of each, leading to certain death.

Gu An did not hide it and answered directly that it was Yang Jia. Qian Qiyue had taken Yang Jia into the Dark Fire organization more than once; obtaining his phone number would have been both easy and logical. If he had hesitated now, it would only have made Qian Qiyao more suspicious.

Lu Ming looked at the guard. The man was in his twenties and had reached the Spirit Spring Realm. A wicked curve touched the corner of Lu Ming's mouth, his eyes suddenly darkening as his fingers curled into claws and lunged at the guard.

On the contrary, if Wei Yefeng were the one behind this, Murong Tianze would have no doubts. Given his ruthless and decisive nature, carrying out such an act would be child's play for him.