Glancing at the other surviving alchemists, a look of deadly intent appeared in Ying Zheng's eyes. If it were not for his promise to Li Nian to spare these alchemists' lives, he would have had them all executed by now.
His gaze turned back to the body of Lu Sheng Hou Sheng. Since the surviving alchemists are not to be killed for now, let's take out our frustrations on these two.
Ying Zheng said, "They died so quickly, which is a shame for these two scoundrels. I had hoped they could endure a bit longer. But do they think that death can help them escape punishment?"
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"Long before that, he had already put away his flying daggers! This guy truly deserves it. As an outsider, how could he have such a big hatred? It's even more serious than killing one's own father."
In a very abrupt manner, Lin Wei used his fingers to pinch Ni Enya's chin, bringing it almost to the level of Ni Enya's face. He carefully examined Ni Enya's cheek.
As the student in the grade who is among the top learners, this topic, to some extent, has been discussed with her by the teachers, but she has never replied to their kind intentions.
In such a situation, how can these people possibly make their subordinates follow orders and conduct various tactical and strategic training?
"Ahem." Lock paused for a moment, about to find an excuse to respond, when he saw Rita look at him with a sorrowful expression and then turn around.
Having lived for thousands of years. That natural, formed might of an emperor is something that this reincarnation can't compare to.
Feeling that Zhao Mingzhe, even if he is not as despicable as Lu Ping said, it is still a bit unsightly to acknowledge defeat willingly.
Looking around, it was now dusk, and the sun's rays were no longer as intense as before. The surroundings became somewhat dim.
He could clearly feel that the monster before him was extremely formidable, not inferior to his own strength.
To be honest, having a house of one's own and a place that is solely yours is still something that Zhao Tianming finds very attractive. Whether it's a house or a villa, he can't accept such a great favor from Zhou Lao without reason.
In a mere blink, the thirty cars far away had been shattered on command. Following that, a large amount of shrapnel spread out, covering an area of one mile. This caused the slave soldiers following behind the cars to suffer heavy casualties instantly, with seven out of ten deaths.
The morning wind of early autumn already carried a trace of chill. Gazing out over the lake, there were already withered lotus leaves, their slender stems standing between the still green broad leaves, looking poignant and heart-rending. Autumn had come. The Chengde residence was situated in a shadowy spot; the day of returning to the palace should be nearing soon.
"It's you!" Seeing Ye Feng, all these White Tiger Division students were shocked. It was only then that they finally confirmed that the boy in front of them was indeed Ye Feng who had taken on Sun Yuankai's punch two weeks ago.
Thinking about this, the group led by Manager Bao, all of them were somewhat afraid and thought of supporting Caomoyue in the future with firmness.
Morning knew that Zhuo Shuang must be very shocked and a little angry at this moment, after all, Jin Yi Jun had such a powerful background, something Zhuo Shuang was previously unaware of.
"It's okay, I've already used it, you can go. Go on your own way." Jianyue nodded and left.
Ying Chong's dragon vision technique had recovered first. He found that the front of the Huns had disappeared.
Aunt Chen and Leng Ao could not help but look at Tang Shengming and Mo Wandong one after another, but none of them dared to ask in front of them.
One is Morning, the other is Yu Xixiao. She treats them as her best friends, but they have never considered her feelings. Even now, even when they are scheming against Morning, she would not have any guilt.
He only has two true friends, Kotaro and Usami Itachi. Recently, however, there has been some misunderstanding between him and Usami that they have not yet addressed.
Staring at the pattern on the wall, we gazed at it for quite some time. I used my fingers to trace the pattern, examining the meaning behind this artwork.
