Damp rain fell in a fine drizzle under the gloomy sky, and the night grew colder.
The Tai Chu Palace was enveloped in the pitter-patter of rain, yet amidst it all, from the chimney of one particular pavilion, rose a bit of warm mist, making it stand out distinctly.
As midnight approached, aside from the sound of the wind and rain, there was no other noise. However, the closer one got to this inconspicuous structure, the more faintly one could hear the gentle allure emanating from it.
As one moved further in, the sound became clearer, like weeping and mourning.
Linglei furrowed his brow as he looked at Yi Yang, feeling the pulse at his wrist and shaking his head occasionally while nodding. Then, his gaze turned peculiar as it drifted toward the chaotic scene behind this battlefield.
Li Hao spoke to this point and then used his divine powers to check the author potential of Jin Yan.
Thinking about this, Di Yu's brows furrowed slightly, staring at the long unmatched dark space in front of him, lost in thought.
An elderly man, nearing eighty years of age, with his hands inserted into his sleeves and leaning against the wall to soak up the sun, quietly absorbing the warmth, quietly not moving at all. His body was exactly like that of the cat's. The top half and bottom half were remarkably separated. The ribbon on his hand was already fluttering in the air.
The three of them spoke back and forth, making it somewhat difficult for Li Hao to continue without taking out his pocket watch.
Li Shan brought these questions with him as he sat on his white eagle and returned to the cave. Although they encountered an "emergency" during this trip, luckily it was just an unexpected incident and also served as a valuable experience.
The soldiers from Lei State mixed among the surrendering soldiers from these Feanzhen districts also discovered something unusual. It was because the sky had already grown dark, making it difficult for them to see the details on the city walls.
After saying this, Jonathan paid no attention to what his captain might say and simply turned around and walked towards the airport.
Mu Chen pouted, lips compressed, not saying a word. His wife was getting meaner and meaner. Ah, his wife was too powerful. What should he do to "suppress" her?
He meant to ask Lord Ding what that meant, but he knew he couldn't linger here for too long, as it might raise the suspicion of the Ran family. So he also turned and left, preparing to return and send a communication to Lord Ding to discuss his thoughts properly in the call.
"Right, a few days ago you mentioned that there was a way to obtain bullets?" After looking outside at the traffic situation for a while, Liu Jiajun opened his mouth again and asked.
Just before answering Zhang Anyun's phone call, Zhao Fengshun, the president of Zhao Shijiu Group, had just ended a meeting. The content of the meeting was how to solve the trouble of layoffs.
For safety reasons, Huang Xiaotian controlled the illusion to have the soldiers chase after another direction, thus avoiding any arrows from hitting the area where he was located.
Hou Mi no longer looked at the so-called "White Bone City," suddenly transforming into black light, straight for Lu Xuan.
Twirling around, Wu Fan noticed a worker on the mine path who appeared distracted, constantly glancing around. Without releasing his soul power to investigate, Wu Fan already knew that this worker was a spy.
"This is a secret. Let's go to the closed-door meeting to discuss this matter," Wu Fan said.
Can Lu Xuan's plan be carried out smoothly? Although Jue Li Master has keen eyesight, he doesn't have a half-guaranteed chance.
There's no choice but to take a bold risk; otherwise, we will certainly perish here! " Ren Yuxu said in a hurried manner.
These water ghosts are souls of experts who died within, transformed from their previous life. Having been in the so-called "Linghou" realm before their deaths, they have become extremely difficult to deal with as water ghosts in this strange place, not to mention weaker than ordinary Linghou.
"The command of course should be in our White Day Gate, as this is our home and it is only natural!" said a middle-aged man in a ghost armor, followed by a fire-red divine beast, with great dignity.
"That's great! I wonder how this rule is defined?" Xu Ziling asked. At this time, such an adventure was worth a try. Moreover, this could not be considered an adventure at all. Just what kind of military tactics does the 'fish and shrimp master' possess?
