Chapter 62

Almost at the instant the flag was snatched away, a volley of arrows rained down from the sky, weaving an inescapable net around Liu Getao and trapping him completely. Then came a torrential downpour of arrows, threatening to riddle him with holes like a sieve.

More and more guests arrived at the banquet. The Sheng family members, busy entertaining others, gradually dispersed. Sheng Shi and Zhao Li each held a glass of red wine, strolled around the banquet hall, and upon seeing Xia Fanhuaf and Ji Liunian, walked over to join them.

Lin Shenhens paid no attention to Jinyang, continuing to murmur in a low voice. Her tone was so soft that Jinyang could not make out what she was saying. Finally, as if she were in absolute agony, tears suddenly rolled down the corners of her eyes.

"What do you think? You break someone's heart completely and then drive her away. Do you think that's serious?" Fan always loved to crush his opponents from within; a battlefield without the smoke of gunpowder was his favorite kind.

It was probably around that time as well that she fell in love with this man, falling for the sensation of being cherished, cared for, and pampered.

At this point, she suddenly recalled the words Li Rui had spoken yesterday evening when she and Xu Mengyan left this place. The fellow had claimed back then that Feng Xiaoxia could help him recover; could it be that this recovery came at the cost of Feng Xiaoxia losing her health?

Facing those six words, some commoners did not quite understand them, but anyone with deep worldly experience could see their meaning at a glance.

Yet Sheng'er had just said she had no heart. A person with neither a heart nor her own face—what kind of being was she truly?

"It's alright, you just need to stay safely by my side!" Lu Fengfan gently held her hand.

Seeing someone take the lead, the other wetnurses also picked items, and Tieru, seeing that the selections were complete, closed the jewelry box.

However, more than two years had passed, so many of the consumable items had expired. Those that had not, such as pots, pans, bowls, and clothes, though covered in dust, were still largely usable. Her three-hundred-square-meter space was packed to the brim with them.

Having said that, Lu Anjing tidied her hair, and while Jun Moqing was still in a daze, she pulled open the car door and stepped out to leave.

The researchers and assistants all woke up looking bewildered. A dozen seconds later, acting as if nothing had happened, they each left their seats and went about their business, entirely uninterested in investigating why everyone had been slumped over their desks.

Company Commander Li and the soldiers all stood up from their positions, dumbfounded, staring in astonishment at the raging, towering fire and Shi Chen standing right there.

No, she did have hints, but what Master Sheng described was already a completely different story from the one she had experienced.

Yang Xun's arrival revitalized Lang Yuyang's spirits. According to his new schedule, the hall should have long been closed for rest, but upon receiving Yang Xun's impromptu call saying he was coming over, he eagerly hurried back to the club to wait.

The rest was about finding food. However, the mountains and plains were covered in trees everywhere, and the biggest fear was getting lost or encountering wild beasts.

Wu Lie did not answer further, because that haggard heart, laden with guilt, could not be made happy no matter what.

Granny Qiao was a kind person; while watching the production process from the side, he even asked about things like heat control, and she explained everything in meticulous detail.

Just as the guard division broke through, Jiang Guotao was terrified. Although Li Zongji had successfully held the defense for now, any further accidents would mean they were still unsafe—meaning Chongqing remained in a state of danger. He was afraid.

However, the Right Protector guessed that the Cult Leader had been abducted by Zhao Gu. With the Cult Leader's whereabouts currently unknown, they had no choice but to return to their origin before deciding their next move.

Reclaiming the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun was not only his personal wish, but the aspiration of all past emperors of the Song Dynasty, as well as the dying wish of Emperor Taizu. Even though Emperor Taizong's military campaigns against the Liao Dynasty failed and nearly cost him his life, he still harbored countless helpless regrets deep within his heart.

Seeing the very pretty hairpin on Yuan Qiuhua's head, she reached out and snatched it away, sticking it into her own hair.

With the blessing of this extra forty-five points of attack, he would definitely output explosive damage data.

From beginning to end, Su Mengxue kept her head lowered deeply, not daring to look at Ximen Yue, lest her visible skin blush even more brightly.

At the same time, his eyes turned a deep green, merging seamlessly with the dark green of his ghostly state. At a glance, it felt as though the Military Officer Yan had no pupils, only hollow eye sockets.

In a split second, a dazzling ice-blue light erupted across the sandy ground, and a bone-chilling, freezing aura enveloped the spirit array.

The Hungry Ghost Realm was tormented by karmic retribution; no matter how severely damaged a body was, as long as it was not dead, it would be entirely repaired amidst the profound nether winds until the evil karma was exhausted. It was precisely because these nether caves abounded with profound dark winds that countless hungry ghosts were drawn to gather there.

This sounded incredible. A single arm was enough for a Golden Core cultivator to reach the Three-Flower Consummation of the Golden Core or even achieve an immortal body, yet it was unable to help a Foundation Establishment cultivator achieve a supreme-grade core formation? This was not because the grade or value of the supreme ginseng's arm was insufficient, but rather a problem of the medicinal efficacy being mismatched.

The number of such ghosts was vast, and if he had to manage every single one of them, he would have no time left for anything else. Yet since he had run into them, he could hardly just pretend not to see, and inevitably offered a few words of persuasion.