Chapter 50

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"Twilight Dust Ark, initiating teleportation countdown: ten, nine, eight... one." Lu Xuan sat in the captain's seat, his body already secured by the safety harness that had materialized moments before. Then, Lu Xuan felt a slight jolt ripple through both his body and the entire spacecraft, immediately followed by a sensation of weightlessness.

While these fortress strongholds would be a complete joke against the naval guns of World War II American forces—where shells exceeding 400 millimeters meant nothing—they were utterly unsolvable for an army from the bronze-cannon era that still relied solely on solid shot. They could only resort to trench warfare reminiscent of World War I.

"Very well, since it is almost certain that the Huaxia clan has headed to the Misty Peak, I must trouble this Exalted Saint to make a trip and see what Fairy Miaoyun truly intends," said the Holy Lord Long Xiao.

I flew into a rage instantly and got into another fierce argument with the great katana. Perhaps because my voice was too loud, it wasn't long before someone knocked on my bedroom door.

Scanning the candy with your phone would instantly add it to your inventory. Then, by clicking send red envelope, items like candies, the God of Singers Card, and gold ingots would appear as options on the screen.

Its eyes were orange-yellow, reflecting a fierce, baleful light. Its nose consisted of two pitch-black holes, and the mouth below was filled with terrifying, menacing fangs. Above its lips were... four pairs of compound eyes?

"I really didn't notice. I'm sorry, Yuqin, your brother-in-law was careless," Chen Hao said with an apologetic look as he glanced at Yuqin.

As the few of them chatted idly, the main highlight of the cocktail party finally arrived. Shi Lai's father showed up, which meant the banquet was officially underway.

In terms of firepower, thanks to the development of granulated gunpowder, the Jin-Modified Type 1 not only matched the range of the Qing army's heavy bows and arrows but could also pierce enemy armor. No matter how many layers of armor the Qing soldiers wore, it was impossible for them to escape death.

Hearing Kasha's words, even the Thunder Apostle, who had prepared in advance, twitched at the corners of his eyes while firmly etching Kasha's admonitions into his heart!

This was Wu Shanhe, the Prefect of Qingzhou, the second-in-command right beneath the governor. In Qingzhou, he was truly a man below two people yet above ten thousand.

The longer he spent with Xue'er and the longer he lived in this lifetime, the more blurred Ye Chen's memories of his past life became. Most of the time, without even trying, he would naturally let certain things slip to the back of his mind.

Tian Jiu didn't understand the term "single dog," but having been forcefully stuffed with dog food at that moment, he didn't dare to hiccup and looked suspiciously at the Prince of Jing.

Grandma was fortunate; because she was under five years old, the state provided one free meal every day, and Grandma would often bring food back for her great-uncle. The family managed to scrape by through thick and thin, and miraculously, no one starved to death.

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Yet the First Prince had previously only cared about charging into battle, paying little attention to logistical supplies or the art of troop deployment and maneuvering.

Shi Xianjing felt a sudden thirst and wanted to walk over to the living room to pour a glass of water, only to see a pair of huge feet sticking out from the sofa.

"Hahaha..." Although he held no affection for his own father, the third brother refused to play deaf and mute at a moment like this. "Eldest brother, what you just said is truly laughable. Which time we were working did you not pretend to have aches and pains here and there? And when was the time you actually managed to finish a job?"

The man withdrew his gaze from Duan Fuqi, a flash of sinister ruthlessness in the depths of his eyes, and raised his head to look at Duan Yesi.

It was one thing for victims of bullying to harbor towering resentment and turn into ghosts, but why had the bullies themselves also turned into ghosts? How could this be fair?

Without the young master, what was the point of keeping the child in her belly? Moreover, the psychological torture over these past few days had left her unable to sleep or eat.

Su Mo then withdrew his sword, and Qiao'er tremblingly helped Meng Rouxin to her feet. Meng Rouxin had not expected Jiang Wanxiu to be present, and recalling what she had just said, her expression changed drastically.

Gao Fei sighed, knowing it was impossible to bridge the gap and eliminate this safety distance. After all, they belonged to two entirely different species; achieving a state of mutual reliance and trust was probably out of the question.

This was Yao Meng's first time seeing Gu Qi, and finding him so familiar, she found it hard to believe.

Empress Chen had never encountered someone so unreasonable and was just about to speak when she was interrupted by Li Quan.

Seeing that it was Tina, the suited man assumed she had been sent by Sammael to convey some message, so they all cast their gazes upon her face.

When she opened her eyes once more, she found herself standing on the roadside pavement, resting securely in Ah Li's arms.

"Get out of Tianshuang Corporation!..." Right at that moment, a massive swarm of Tianshuang Corporation bodyguards surged out, shoving and pushing these people away as if they were driving out criminals.

Yet this ancestor of the Celestial Clan disdained it entirely, allowing such destructive lightning to crash directly against his body.

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"Isn't Song Yuanxi in Jingzhou? What are you all going to Jiangdu for?" Ji Wuxin picked up another piece of pastry and said while eating.

Everyone prepared to set off, forbidden from bringing personal guards. Each group was given two distress signal flares; since the situation in the mountains was completely unpredictable, some precautions were necessary.

The field of vision before him shifted like some vibrant watercolor wash, all scenery transforming into deep and shallow blurred outlines. Within these outlines, the colors varied—some bright, some dim. Zhao Qian's body, in particular, presented a deep crimson hue that was quite eye-catching.

As soon as these words appeared, the alchemists belonging to those respective cities immediately began taking headcount to see who was missing. Whoever was absent must be among the three alchemists capable of triggering pill tribulations.

Her two roommates were still asleep, so Xu Qingru and Shao Dan did not dare to speak loudly. Inside their earphones, the commentators' cheers were filled with excitement and fervor, and even the final shouted cry of "We are champions!" was choked with emotion.

Hearing him speak with such meticulous detail, Lin Tong knew that this elder sister held an indelible impression in his heart.

Backed by the profits generated from the sales of the Four Mother Runes, Zhou Yuan directly had Yi Qiushui prepare ten sets of materials required for cultivating the Soul Lamp Art. Over the past ten days, Zhou Yuan had attempted it three times, all ending in failure.

"This is Huamei, a servant I subdued within the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains. She is a vegetation spirit transformed from a flower of darkness," Zhang Shao did not conceal Huamei's identity.

Cultivation at least still had traces to follow. As long as one's aptitude met the standard, and one followed the correct cultivation methods, persevering consistently would always yield some results.

"Chief, how did you track them?" Meng Lei could no longer suppress his inner astonishment and asked quizzically.

His previous impulsive attack had undoubtedly exposed the location of his true divine domain, and now Xiejian seized upon this exact vulnerability to launch a direct assault.

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