Chapter 67 Reality 4.4

With a single thought, Tuhang Feng instantly materialized on the branch of a large tree nestled amid a cliffside. Looking up at the sun overhead, he murmured softly.

According to the letter from Situ Ao, a vassal state on the northwestern border of the Li Kingdom had allied with several nomadic tribes to launch frequent raids across the frontier. Unable to endure the relentless harassment, the border garrison dispatched troops to retaliate. Using the Li Kingdom's military action as a pretext of violating a previous promise, they declared war upon the kingdom.

"However, this Ice Heart Art is truly formidable. For Fairy Xiuhua to have mastered it is indeed a tremendous asset to us, it's just..." Elder Qingxu trailed off, leaving his sentence unfinished.

His mother pulled Zheng Ming tightly into her arms, her shoulders trembling slightly—she must have been terrified by Zheng Ming's sudden fainting spell. Not far away, his father stood watching with a face full of deep concern.

The two old men were actually friends from the youth of the elderly man, having forged a life-and-death bond while wandering together through the desolate wilderness. Many of their peers from that generation had already been buried in the tombs of time, leaving only these two gifted individuals behind.

Due to the lingering plague and its location outside the city walls, the area surrounding the river was utterly silent and deserted.

Just as Yun Xijia stepped out of the inpatient building, someone called out to her—it was the deputy manager of the big data company where she worked.

The battle flag fluttered in the wind, snapping loudly as Xiang Yuan stood steadfast beneath it. Having just severed the head of the enemy chieftain, hot blood splashed out and stained the fabric of the flag.

The two of them huddled close together inside the dim cave, each lost in their own thoughts while waiting for the dawn.

A stage shared by the living, and a battlefield shared by the living and the dead. The vague discovery of the massive residual energy lingering within the minced flesh once again evoked that long-standing illusion.

Only Zhong Zizi and Murong Wan felt a jolt in their hearts. According to what that princess had said, Qin Zhineng must have lost her memories only after arriving in the Demon Realm.

People on the ground could only watch as a massive aerial warship suddenly materialized mid-air. Its luxurious, streamlined design and the giant cannons lining both sides vividly displayed its overwhelming might.

Hearing Zhang Hao concede, Jiang Chengji and Bo Zhong were overjoyed. Since Zhang Hao had put it that way, it meant he had agreed to the matter. Consequently, both of them felt that the championship was now firmly within Zhang Hao's grasp.

"Blech..." Yan Lingxin instantly found it unbearable, turning her head aside and retching. However, since the two children had no idea how much time had passed here, they could only dry heave without producing much.

"If it were my original self, I could still fight her, but now..." Kirito could clearly sense the weakness in his strength, yet he could only press on—not due to Orochimaru's control, but because he was forced to strike back in self-defense.

On Tuesday, in the outskirts of Wucheng, a luxurious mansion-style residence stood gracefully at the foot of Xizi Mountain by Ligong Causeway.

Han Xing's performance in online tournaments had been unremarkable, but advancing to the top thirteen now proved he possessed a certain degree of skill.

As he spoke, his gaze remained fixed on everyone in the arena. Strangely enough, while Lin Jiye and the others wore expressions of surprise and shock upon hearing this, not a single trace of greed or excitement could be seen among them.

Perhaps the employees felt it was beneath them to strike over a twenty-dollar allowance, so they simply chose to go strictly by the book.

Fulin promised to treat Suhe to drinks, but not right now. Noticing that Suhe seemed to have some other scheme in mind, she was determined to make him spill it.

Those who survived, including Pang Tong, all fled inside the city gate. The gate was slammed shut. Behind it, pre-prepared boulders were piled up high. Although the door seemed on the verge of being smashed open at any moment by the howling, beast-like figures clawing at the wooden panels from the outside, the presence of those stones meant they had nothing to fear.

Meng Guqing blushed crimson, turning back to indicate that there were still others present. When she looked over her shoulder and saw that Wubuli and the others had already left the room, a sudden wave of panic seized her heart.

"It's nothing, I'm just his son's private tutor, that's all." Pei Shiyin did not deliberately mislead Cheng Yiben either. Although she knew she would eventually have to part ways with Cheng Yiben, she had no wish to cause any misunderstandings on his part.

From late August to early September, Hurricane Katrina paid a visit to New Orleans as well as the oil extraction and natural gas production enterprises concentrated in the Gulf of Mexico region of the American South.

"Very well, Master." After a moment of thought, the Rain Demon nodded in agreement, knowing that Ye Tian was doing this for their safety. If they were to separate, he and the Ghost Hand Asura would likely perish within this mysterious ancient ruin.

"..." Lang Xiaolin, somewhat exasperated, pulled out a cigarette and a lighter, tossing them both to Xiang Liang.

Tang Yu's mouth twitched slightly. He didn't understand why Jian Mo had changed her affections and proposed a breakup back then, but now, meeting again... addressing her as "Chu Bian" felt far too unfamiliar and distant.

"Don't move!" Zhang Ren at the very front suddenly called out, lowering his body. Feeling a sense of threat, everyone else instinctively followed suit.

"What formalities? I've dispensed with kneeling courtesies. I kindly ask my elder brother to continue calling me Shiyuan, so that our bond remains close. Otherwise, you're just forcefully tearing apart our brotherhood, and I won't have it!" Pang Tong said angrily.

Seeing the spot where the fish scales had vanished without leaving a trace, Qing'er reached out to touch it. Suddenly, a beam of silver light burst from Tian Xing's glabella, freezing Qing'er's hand mid-air, completely immobilized.