Chapter 35: Huo Hongming Works Alone

How could it be almost exposed? Wasn’t it already exposed?
The earpieces of the guests echoed with a new message,
“If all teams refuse, Hongming Huo will be assigned to a team alone.”
“I agree. I believe in Brother Hongming; I know he didn’t do it on purpose. I’m willing to have him join our team,”
Gu Xiaomo apologized to Aunt Xu,
“I’m sorry, Aunt Xu. I really wanted to be in a team with you, but now there’s no way. I’ll have to ask you to join Lexi’s group. Lexi is actually a good person,”
The landlord and the security guard were overwhelmed with complicated emotions, feeling as fathers that they had truly failed.

The wind was sharp as blades, the force fierce as spears; with every movement, trees snapped, grass was crushed, and the ground was riddled with gashes and deep pits.

That high note stunned the already amazed audience even further; all their mouths hung open, their eyes wide with disbelief.

The others in the office hadn’t studied F-language, so they might not understand Hou Xiaowei’s feelings at this moment.

At this instant, Ye Zicheng was no longer spirited and confident; all that remained was regret and sadness, for he had already sensed what Yang Jiayin was about to say.

Whenever he thought of this, Situ Zhen wished he could tear apart the one who had kidnapped Lin Dandang.

After quite a while, he finally clicked into it—it was a video, the camera shaking wildly. The footage showed Lin Panxi smashing a coffee mug at Li Luochi in the company that afternoon.

As she spoke, she bit her luscious red lips, her charming face flushed like a ripe peach, as if biting down would release a spray of juice.

Meanwhile, Lu Chang'an, who had just settled in, hurried straight to the inn’s first floor.

Lord Teng felt himself lost in a haze of the past. The more he recalled, the more his body seemed to sink, endlessly descending to the depths.

Compared to a year ago, these Soviet infantry coordinated perfectly with their tanks, covering and attacking in tandem, even knowing to switch from frontal assault to flanking maneuvers if needed—the battlefield is the best teacher. At least, after so much time, the Soviets had learned a lot.

After speaking, he maneuvered the Snow Eagle to descend from the sky. The guard, seeing the Snow Eagle fly off and then unexpectedly return, was shocked, about to resist, but was tossed aside by Zhen Fei. Then, Leng Xiao’s hands moved in complex gestures, while deep inside, she whispered incantations, activating her magic to open the portal.

Normally, they never saw anyone who could drink so much, but today, they witnessed two such people.

Challenging across realms should be impossible, so why could Yun Duo lead a Foundation Establishment cultivator to repel a Golden Core?

Ten minutes later, the bodies of the two sacrificed comrades were brought back and laid in the hall.

Margaret felt she was being too callous. No matter what, the other party had eliminated Arthur, removing a competitor for her.

“The army is coming soon. Please remain calm, please remain calm,” the chief attendant kept trying to reassure the passengers.

After all, back then, if it wasn’t her leaving, it would have been herself. And she was the one abandoned.

Suddenly, Luo Ming recalled the time Yun Duo set up an array to besiege the Golden Mountain Gate. Only now did Luo Ming realize how fortunate the Golden Mountain Gate had been—because it hadn’t provoked Yun Duo’s wrath, the outcome was much gentler.

Zhongli Yu closed his eyes, his heart sinking. He felt emotions he’d never experienced in his life: shock, sorrow, realization, disappointment, loneliness, the pain of betrayal, the grief of isolation—a thousand feelings churning inside him.

“No, Zhu Ming, do you think we should ask the commander to inspect all officers?” the instructor said.

The distance was shrinking. But just then, Dongfang Tian suddenly caught a strong scent of blood in his nose. His sword-like brows knitted together—had they encountered bandits ahead, or were there robbers nearby?