142. Zhao Zilong of Changshan

“Report! Chancellor, General Yue and General Xiahou were ambushed by the Jiangdong army in the Zhuji Mountains. The entire army has been wiped out!”

“Defeated? How could they have been defeated?”

In Shanyin County, Chancellor Cao was inspecting the city wall when he suddenly heard the cry. His heart lurched. The entire army had been wiped out? How could it have been so brutal?

Chancellor Cao summoned the scout and questioned him in detail about the battle between the two armies.

He learned that Xiahou Dun had split off part of his forces midway and fallen into an ambush by Taishi Ci, losing more than two thousand cavalrymen. Cao—

Jacqueline let out a mighty shout and unleashed the most powerful magic of the blood clan: a domain. It was black as ink, a dark magic through which no light could penetrate and which no spell could disrupt.

“Li Tianchen, go enjoy your date and stop bothering me.” Ping An pinched her thigh hard to clear her head, then slapped Li Tianchen forcefully on the chest and shouted.

“Was that a little too hasty?” the Divine Strategist suddenly remarked to Tang Yaotian, who was clearing the table.

They had barely rested when a sudden upheaval occurred. A radiance brighter than lightning appeared between heaven and earth. It rose to the Pillar of Heaven above and reached the Supports of Earth below, its thickness impossible to fathom.

Five million members of the Qin family, Lin Tian silently calculated. In those four or five minutes, he had already taken nearly five hundred thousand Qin family members into the Carefree Realm.

If Tang Yaotian did not counter this palm, he would have nowhere to evade and would be forced to take the blow head-on. Yet the person standing before him was his own master. Could he really strike back?

In the few seconds he hesitated, Youngling Master’s palm struck him mercilessly.

Ryan stared at himself in the mirror. His complexion had grown pale from spending so long indoors. From the moment he had been captured until now, he had not stepped outside even once.

After investigating the matter, Wuyue told Bai what she had discovered, along with everything they had gathered.

“It’s a town in the Land of Fire, but we still can’t afford to be careless,” the Zombie Man cautioned.

Mo Beiyan kept honking the sports car’s horn beneath the apartment building, but no matter how many times he honked, Mo Huantong refused to come down.

Only then did I sadly realize that the affairs of this world had been arranged long ago. If humiliation is written into your fate, even placing a crown upon your head cannot help you escape it.

The expenditure this time was equivalent to forging two ordinary legendary pieces of equipment. Yet ordinary legendary equipment could never match the power of this Divine Fire Flying Crow Talisman.

After dealing with the men in black, Long Zhanyan noticed that many people had gathered not far away. Their clothing was entirely different from that of the black-clad men, and she guessed that they were the fishermen from the village responsible for capturing the merfolk.

A honeycomb and a piece of toilet paper were being used as a trumpet, playing along with the military music still issuing from the electronic screen.

In daily life, however, he treated Shen Yang differently, as though he were his own nephew.

After hanging up, Ye Wei dialed another number. By then, she was no longer sleepy at all. She was the sort of person who, once awakened, could never fall asleep again.

Seeing Maizi extinguish the fire and pick up the cloth to lift the earthenware pot from the stove, Ye Zifan moved first. He took the cloth from Maizi and carried the pot down himself.

With Momo Xue and Ling Lingzhi there, and Long Zhanyan by her side, there was naturally no need to fear danger. The Dragon Queen was therefore unnecessary.

“You two will both go to hell!”

He stomped down viciously. The flowers, already beginning to wither, were crushed beneath the soles of his shoes until their petals and stamens became a smear of muddy pulp.

“I’m sorry. I failed to notice that such a mistake could occur, and so many innocent people died for nothing. If I had handled the matter myself from the beginning instead of letting a novice prepare the medicine, this would never have happened.” Yu Mixin embraced Hua Shangxue, his voice filled with remorse.

Sima Jing handed over the embroidered pouch. As usual, the guards opened it and inspected its contents. Seeing that it contained nothing but the mugwort she had claimed to use for warding off evil, they were no longer suspicious. They sealed it again and prepared to leave, intending to have a courier deliver it back to the State of Mo, into the hands of Fifth Prince Sima Shang, as a New Year’s gift.