Volume One, Chapter 55: Taking Charge

A few people formed a circle around Su Ningxia, protecting her. Today, the villagers were supposed to head to town for supplies, but now, an hour had been forcibly delayed. By the time Ye Shenghong tottered over on his cane, Su Ningxia had already been helped to her feet.

Zhang Xiaofen shielded Liang Zhiyun, shouting at Su Ningxia, “Our Zhiyun is not the kind of person you all say he is, who would flirt with women recklessly. You’re clearly making it up!”

She glared at everyone from Ye Family Village. Originally, Zhang Xiaofen was an intellectual from the town, sent to the countryside, and she looked down on these rural women. Yet, in order to meet the quota and return to the city quickly, she swallowed her pride and came. In truth, she was also one to judge others...

As the Tibetan mastiff charged suddenly, Lin Feng’s lips curved slightly, then in a flash he extended his left hand, landing a punch right on the mastiff’s head. Instantly, the black shadow was sent flying, landing on the ground and twitching twice before falling silent.

Li Yang lowered her gaze toward the bottomless abyss; all she saw was endless darkness and perpetual cold, as if the vast funnel that had connected heaven and earth moments ago was but an illusion.

Watching the figure running circles, suddenly struck by lightning, screaming in agony yet still not slowing down, Li Yang found herself quite amazed.

At that moment, Niu Jinda had already arranged for people to lead the laborers and craftsmen to build the new barracks, while Wang Xingxin called everyone inside to discuss matters.

Vlad let out a cry of pain, his arm pierced by agony, but at the same time, Im frowned as he was sent flying by Vlad’s blow.

I looked up, but he wasn’t looking at me. Against the light, his lashes lowered, his expression unreadable.

But keeping her by my side for even a day is a hidden danger. I do not want my child to live constantly in peril.

Facing this crisis, Director Zhang found Fei Niao after the meeting and spoke with him for a while, hoping Fei Niao would lend his strength. Meanwhile, Zejing had gone to Mars, and under these circumstances, Da Gu could not escape either.

Su Xiumian did not intervene much; he simply held my hand, walking quietly toward Qingyi Garden, while my mind was a tangled mess, too exhausted to heed the desperate pleas of the man behind.

That youthful season was precisely the time when moods became inexplicably strange, when curiosity about the world overflowed, when gentle melancholy and smiles spread, when all good memories began.

For a while, music and song echoed, graceful silhouettes drifting in and out of sight; every boat was a scene to behold, leaving tourists on the Qinhuai River dazzled, their ears never idle.

Though they were veterans at dealing with Iron-Spine Dragons, it was their first time confronting this mutated, terrifying variant.

Seeing this, the God of Battle in the hall became even more certain of his suspicion—surely the reward equipment was disappointing, hence such indifference.

Jade Leaf lay across the table, her eyes fixed on the three remaining silk flowers in the box. She picked up one to examine, then another, biting her lip in torment, as if the flowers were laid before her for her to choose.

Only when the carriage left did Zhao Jun suddenly exhale long and hard. He extended his sleeve, wiping his forehead several times.

But—wasn’t she being a bit too careless? Didn’t she notice the owner of the house was already above, watching her?

The Lin family’s second son, Ma Jiangtao, followed his uncle and elder with pride, never once glancing at his mother, Lin, who stood weeping in the cold courtyard.

The White-Robed Emperor’s condition had become somewhat unhinged, even manic; I wondered if the King of Ten Thousand Dragons had beaten him senseless.

Aside from secretly cursing, Su Can truly had no other options. He was quite accomplished himself, yet compared to Han Dong, he fell short in every way, leaving him deeply frustrated.

She thought herself a drowned soul, but when she looked up and saw the blaze across the river, she slowly raised her hand to her chest, feeling her heart race, and instantly regained her senses.

The next day, news spread to several other districts in the east of the city; one by one, people prepared to set out for the gathering place.

Di Chongxiao shook his head slightly, put away the map, took Lingling from his shoulder, and instructed it to hide.

But in terms of aura, they would certainly fall short, since there were six on their side and only three on the other. They refused to believe Xu Tian and his group could outmatch them in presence.

No one expected Ye Zheng to strike first without warning! Internal PKs in the alliance would mark you as a red name—was he not afraid of the penalty?

To the west, Kong Tianhe appeared with Saint Duoqing before the Flying Ape Sect Master. The Sect Master had met Kong Tianhe at the Qin family’s birthday banquet, recognized him, and hurried forward to pay respects.

The zombie ranked ninth nodded; Pu Yisheng said reassuringly, “Everyone, follow orders, remember the three disciplines and eight points.” All the zombies nodded in unison.

Wenren Ze quietly helped Wang Fan, taking off his own wallet and tossing it at Sun Zai’s feet.

Di Chongxiao called Lingling, walked through the door. As he passed, the fire spirit lantern turned to black ash. Mountain winds blew, scattering it without a trace.

Ye Zheng cast a cold glance over the prisoners, his unique aura instantly silencing them.

But once he became an official infiltrator, even if he was exposed here, Lei Zhan would rescue him.

In ancient times, kidnappers rarely watched their hostages closely; they would tie them up and leave them in some remote place.

“Officer Zhou, to be frank, our General Yan spent a fortune on Sunshine Garden. All the seedlings were carefully selected by professionals, and later maintenance is handled by specialists,” Hu Menglin introduced with a bright smile.

When Yin Qiaoyu actually told Sang Sang which class he belonged to, Wang Xingtu and the others stared in shock.

However, Lou Xiao’e planned to leave the capital next year, and Jiang Ping’an promised her he would ensure she conceived before she left.