Without comparison, there’s no harm, but once compared, Mao Haifeng couldn’t help but feel deeply ashamed, sighing again, no wonder they lost to Zhu Pingan.
Today, they fought together. Zhu Pingan led the Zhejiang army to attack the Japanese pirates east of Meiling, while Mao Haifeng and his men attacked the pirates west of Meiling.
Both were ambushes, and the strength of the pirates on both sides of Meiling was roughly equal, starting from the same point, but the battle loss ratio left Mao Haifeng utterly humiliated.
Zhu Pingan’s…
Looking at Wang Qian’s blood-soaked palm, Jiang Taixuan’s face showed slight anger. With a furious shout, he stomped heavily on the ground, his body suddenly charging towards Wang Qian.
“Boss Cao, rest assured, three days from now, I’ll definitely deliver Shen Yuechen to you,” Shen He promised, patting his chest.
“Give me the finished product within three days,” Zhang Shun snapped, storming out of the laboratory in a huff.
Though he had cultivated to the Lingtai realm and could use his internal mana to conjure illusions of various creatures, those were merely forms of mana, lifeless, not even counting as dead objects, just a fluctuation of condensed spiritual energy.
Lu Hanting’s tall frame stiffened. For some reason, the term “Mr. Lu” felt strangely familiar, so familiar that his heart skipped a beat, as if it had missed a pulse.
The arm of the Shinigami swiftly reached for the Nine-Tails. Seeing this, the hearts of Minato Namikaze, Kushina, Sarutobi Hiruzen, and others leapt to their throats.
Moreover, the bedroom’s design was all in cool tones, dominated by black, grey, and blue. Such a restrained, understated palette was very much in Lu Hanting’s style.
If Song Ziwei drank it without noticing, it would guarantee that within ten minutes, she’d become irresistibly seductive, open to whatever Chen Junkai desired.
Gu Qianrong was swamped with work. By the time he directed the villagers to clear all the silt, the sun was already high overhead.
“This brother, I’m a friend of His Highness Guiqi. Is His Highness here?” Gui Mu took a carved wooden box from his spatial ring and placed it in front of him.
I couldn’t stand it anymore. I had to see what was going on. Slipping through the wall to spy on them, to find out what they were hiding from everyone and whispering about with me.
It was a portrait of a giant dragon, with sharp teeth and spread wings, looking quite majestic. Dumbledore pressed his wand to the dragon’s forehead, then pulled Anna into the painting.
Only Master Yuan the Third remained near the portal, studying the strange hole. It was a perfectly round cavity, emitting a faint white glow, revealing nothing inside.
She really seemed like a plant! Her words sounded like rehearsed lines! Benson couldn’t help but glance at the production team. A staff member shook their head, signalling that she was just an ordinary, enthusiastic audience member.
As Chen Yu was thinking this, a massive explosion suddenly echoed from the direction of the capital.
“I—” Lagan started to rise, wanting to say something, but after seeing Anna flash her tattoo and make a throat-cutting gesture, he quieted down.
Qin Feng gently turned the handle, unsure if the dormitory was locked. He had to try, didn’t he?
The two ate a peaceful dinner together, and afterwards, they strolled in the courtyard to aid digestion before returning to their room.
Feng Qian knew she must have misunderstood him again, but he also understood that trust, once broken, takes time to rebuild.
True qi surged, and the Tianhuang Emperor’s Halberd appeared in his hand. Qin Huang’s aura peaked instantly, like a demon stepping out of a burial ground.
Huang Minde passed Qingzhu, noticing her red, swollen eyes and roughly guessing the reason. He handed his lantern to the guard at the gate and asked the guard to announce him.
When nurturing the Babu Snow Blue Flower next, the spiritual energy output must not stop. If it did, they’d have to find a new place to start over.
In a few years, Awei and Yuncheng would be grown. They’d take care of their father and shoulder the family’s responsibilities. Under his care, their father’s health had greatly improved. Barring any accidents, living to a hundred was entirely possible, ensuring a peaceful old age.
