52 Gourd

After Beigong Boyu hit the ground, Zang Ba did not even look at him. Instead, he immediately turned his horse's head and thrust out several spears in quick succession. Several Qiang soldiers fell to the ground with spear wounds, and a gap appeared in the encirclement of the Qiang soldiers.

After strolling around, Chu Xiong returned to the grand vermilion gates. He stared at the four characters "Grand Commandant's Manor" with exceptional excitement. This was his very first time serving as an official.

Li Guolou blinked triumphantly, employing his master-detective intellect. He had long known that someone was eavesdropping outside.

Yang Mufeng's heart stirred as he retreated rapidly. His "Extreme Light Speed" footwork was pushed to the absolute limit, achieving a movement speed almost akin to teleportation. With a single grab of Luna's arm and a flash of his figure, he was already a thousand meters away.

Li Guolou curled his lips in disdain. Though he looked down on Lu Haihao in his heart, he still needed to make things clear; otherwise, a lack of internal solidarity would only invite the contempt of those officials in the Ministry of Finance.

Compared to other heterogenous energies, this stream of energy lacked boundless might and brilliant splendor. However, it contained the most ancient aura since the dawn of time. Though not as vast as the universe, it flowed like a gentle stream, nourishing both of their souls.

Cai'er, Cai'er held A Liang tightly in her arms. She said nothing, merely offering A Liang a gentle smile.

Li Bing didn't take in most of what was said, except that toward the end, Zhao Ming seemed to suddenly remember something, running into his room to fetch an item for him. Upon looking, Li Bing saw it was an MP3 player.

That one-eyed wolf pack leader was pinned firmly to the earth by that silver spear, emitting mournful whimpering sounds.

Guan Yan said nothing. He walked aside, rolled up a piece of rag, and retrieved another glowing, red-hot semi-finished saber blade from the charcoal fire. This time, Guan Yan plunged the saber directly into a water vat. A billow of white steam rose with a sizzling sound, completely lacking the pungent odor from before.

The yamen runner who had not been saved was yanked violently into midair, the back of his head crashing directly against the gallows standing several zhang high. The sharp apex of the gallows pierced through the runner's skull from the back of his head and emerged right through his forehead. Unable to support the weight of the body any longer, the fragile cranium split into two halves, leaving the blood-stained corpse suspended high in the air.

Because of some training, the battle prowess of Nishang Fengwu was much stronger than that of ordinary assassins. Coupled with those super-powerful skills, Andy would undoubtedly lose if he failed to unleash the full strength of a top-tier expert.

Emerging from seclusion alongside Kelly was Blood Crimson, who had also successfully completed her advancement to the fifth-tier transcendent-god class.

Seeing how deeply concerned Yuan Chonghuan was for Hou Xun, everyone inwardly praised him as a righteous and affectionate man. After arranging a few specific details and precautions, they decided to set off the next day and dispersed the meeting.

Ouyang Yingqi was still murmuring something under her breath. "Bones, chicken, black fungus..." These were all ingredients needed to simmer soup for Qian Mo.

"Who is it?" Before long, a low shout came from inside the grand gate, brimming with vigilance.

Suddenly, the doors and windows of the houses near Zhao Jindao flew open wide. Several strands of black smoke surged outward from the openings, rolling like billows around him. Yet, the righteous aura radiating from Zhao Jindao flashed and vanished in an instant; the smoke that had been forced back a mere half-foot by his righteous energy quickly swallowed him up once more.

The Huo family could hardly be called benevolent people locally, nor could they be considered regional tyrants. However, with a large clan, the descendants naturally varied in quality. Finding an excuse to fabricate leverage against someone was as easy as the blink of an eye.

This humanoid zombie possessed distinct facial features and a well-defined physique. Entirely naked, with only a strip of horn-like, rag-like tissue extending around its waist, its whole body was as pitch-black as obsidian. At first glance, one might mistake it for a kind-faced master.

The style of that original black robe had also changed, its color shifting from pure black to feature fine, blood-red patterns resembling divine runes. These blood patterns looked like living entities, slowly pulsing and flowing.

This was the strongest enemy Chen Kaiyuan had ever faced since becoming a Spirit Master. The slightest lapse in judgment would plunge him into death.

With the exception of Chu Lingshan, all the fellow travelers wore looks of utter astonishment. They truly had not expected this Lei Yu to be such a grandiose swindler.

Compared to this time's rat meat, however, there was simply no comparison. It was like a piece of normal meat that had rotted, the kind of decay mixed with putrid juices.

"How did you find me?" Ignoring Su Haojue and the surrounding bystanders completely, the young man and Qian Nian'er simply muttered nonsense to each other of their own accord.

Shang Li wiped the moisture from the corners of her eyes. Without giving Mo Chen's words much serious thought, she hurried to follow him.

Further ahead lay the inexhaustible water source area of the Peng River. That river, flowing endlessly and unceasingly since the New Era, served as the primary water supply for Tianfeng Base City and even the entire Eastern Coastal Alliance.

"Stop shouting. Your boyfriend probably pissed his pants long ago, hahahaha!" The red-haired hoodlum broke into a wild, unbridled grin.

Therefore, because of Jamiao and Xue Song, Pende abandoned the original Sparrow Operation, directly sending individuals with formidable strength to launch large-scale destruction and attract the attention of these soldiers.

Yet just as Niming walked near this area without noticing anything particularly unusual, he abruptly saw a figure standing in profile to him suddenly swivel its head.

When he was released, he suddenly saw the young man who had just been grabbing him leap directly off the roof of this building, which was hundreds of meters high.

The third type of mercenaries consisted of those operating entirely alone. People like Linying belonged to this third category, and such individuals generally possessed a few trump cards to ensure their own survival.