33.33 (Second Update)

The few brothels in the city were packed every day, with military officers essentially taking up residence there, spending their time drinking, listening to music, and reveling in the soft comforts of the flesh.

Moreover, seeing the overly enthusiastic cheers of the surrounding crowd, Li Chengdong felt that if he truly did that, he likely wouldn't be able to walk out of this arena on his own two feet.

He had brought back a large quantity of precious medicinal herbs and high-grade pills, but the ordinary herbs acquired in Qingyang City had all been refined into Body-Tempering Pills and Body-Forging Pills. He now had thousands of Body-Tempering Pills in his possession.

"Husband, are you saying someone is lying in ambush for us?" Ye Hongxiu, having just come over, caught Fang Xian's words and asked urgently.

"Sister Lin, your car keys." Liu Jianfeng gave a look to Luo Lin and handed her the keys to the Lincoln Navigator.

Anthony Patricio tilted his head back and drained the wine in his cup, sensing a slight bitterness on his tongue.

"Do not talk nonsense! How could Yanchen ever harm me?" The old dowager felt her health had been much better than in recent days, and seeing them dare to implicate her beloved grandson, even with the decades of service they had provided, her expression turned cold.

Luo Yu did not speak; she watched Jiang Qiexing silently, praying in her heart that he would not let her down.

The sickly eldest son of the Marquis of Ningyuan estate, Gu Er's elder brother, Gu Tingyu, the future Marquis of Ningyuan.

All three red spirit rings shone brilliantly, increasing the power and speed of his consecutive strikes several times over, while accelerating himself; one second passing felt like ten seconds to him.

Could it be that Jing Zhichen really reached the point where he could not bear being apart from Luo Yiyi for even a single day?

There were three thousand of them, but to put it bluntly, they were merely at the level of common bandits. Faced with these warriors wielding long swords and possessing the ability to soar through the heavens and burrow into the earth, they stood no chance.

At that moment, the Great Elder shouted, his withered palm trembling slightly as he suddenly unleashed a hidden force; the other two elders did the same.

Should she tell her about the eldest young master? If she did, considering the immense kindness the secondary consort had shown her, and that the eldest young master was her only son, how could she justify betraying her? Yet, if she did not, and something happened to the Ouyang Prince's estate in the future, would she not become a traitorous sinner for ages to come?

Luo Yiyi glanced at Lu Ze with hollow eyes. She was not the least bit surprised that Lu Ze knew her surname, nor that he knew which room she was staying in; for this second young master of the Lu family, a noble of the capital, what was there that he wanted to know but could not?

Leng Feixue approached. In the dim, flickering light, Ouyang Yifeng leaned against a peach tree. Petals swirled through the air, the blossoms blooming in profusion, yet he stood alone against the branch, like an abandoned youth of high status, cold in his lofty position, standing apart from the world.

"Handsome Uncle!" Running up to Chu Mofan, Xingxing smiled and performed a courtly bow. The rabbit ears on her head wobbled as she bent and crouched, looking extremely adorable!

Having said this, Ou Mingle walked straight toward Zhang Haoran, raised his fist, and attacked.

Before the boss could recover its freedom, I raised the Blade of Vengeance and landed a strike.

Why wouldn't it open? Lin Yan looked at the door in confusion, pressed the button a few more times in disbelief, and seeing no reaction, pressed other buttons nearby, but no matter what she did, the door would not open.

Since the last time they returned to the apocalypse space from the upper-level world-traversing mission, and having just been to the second-level cave dwelling, they now had only a little over a day left before their next world-traversing mission. Thus, after bidding each other farewell, everyone returned to their respective rooms to rest.

According to Western historical records, in 1307, King Philip IV of France and Pope Clement V joined forces to annihilate the Knights Templar. Under the threats of Philip IV and the Pope, although other nations were dissatisfied, they had no choice but to comply, though only a small number of Templars were executed in other countries.

Of course, the Supreme of Nine Heavens could not tolerate rebellion from his subordinates, and he had to eliminate the Bull Demon King, though not just yet.

"Yes, we are not hitmen or bodyguards for the U.S. government! Our mission is to protect the safety of the American people! Not to launch a war for some faction!" Johnny Storm’s fiery temper was just like that of the guy in the movie.

Dan Chenzi landed beside Xuan Tianzong and sighed deeply. He was well aware of the history between Xuan Tianzong and the leader of Kunlun, Master Guyue, but with the Demon Realm acting so aggressively this time, Mount Shu needed someone capable of wielding the Thunder Flame Sword to combine with the Heaven-Striking Sword to survive the great catastrophe.

"Brother Feng, what should we do now? I suspect there are many people hiding in the darkness in front of the Dongtu Hotel. These people must be waiting for an opportunity, and I fear the hotel has already been seized by others," Chang Feng said from the side, his analysis almost identical to what Mu Xiaofeng was thinking.

Ye Chen beckoned with his large hand, grasping it in his palm. He looked at the five-colored hair with a solemn expression; it was clearly the hair of a demonic beast, yet it possessed such power that it could track across realms?

"Thump, thump, thump..." As Lin Yan's momentum continued to rise, the sounds emitted by the guitar became increasingly urgent. Gradually, those sounds took shape in the air, slowly condensing into ghostly shadows.

Later, some people researched the matter and concluded that Teacher Zhou spoke Sichuan dialect so fluently for two possible reasons: first, he had served in the military in Sichuan; second, even if he didn't serve in Sichuan, he had become inseparable buddies with several comrades from Sichuan.

With a flick of her hand, the hairpins she held all struck the temples of the beggars, including the blind one.

Seeing that the Yellow Turban rebels before the line had been slaughtered, Huangfu Song ignored the protests of his guards and pushed aside the fierce infantry soldiers blocking his path. He had intended to stand at the front to boost morale and strike to capture Guangzong County in one go.

Returning home, Dong Fengpo had indeed logged off and was bustling about in the kitchen, though it was unclear what he was making.

Tang Shan had made an aluminum pot of half-cooked rice; seeing it didn't look appetizing to him, he very generously gave it all to the old man.

"Brother Fuxiao, why don't we wait and see? Among the four parties, Huangfu Song has the greatest power. As for the remaining three, regardless of background or reliable backers, we are the weakest."

Kou Xichao had long heard of the Nian family patriarch pressing Nian Xin, and also learned that the patriarch had now arrived at the villa.