Chapter 52: Crane, Crane, Crane

Watching Jing Tang's actions, Yu Wanqiao did not say anything further.
Before leaving, she cast a parting glance at the two individuals.
Why on earth had these two fainted here together?
However, she did not dwell on the thought; after all, escaping from this place was her top priority right now.
Following closely behind Jing Tang, Yu Wanqiao left Xicheng shortly after.
It was not until they had truly crossed the city boundary of Xicheng that Yu Wanqiao finally let out a sigh of relief.
For some inexplicable reason, she always felt that there was something deeply unsettling about Xicheng.
"Hoo, hoo!" Wang Jun lay flat on the ground, his feet kicking frantically against the dirt, struggling a couple of times before finally losing consciousness entirely.
Ever since that sudden and unexpected remark by Xu Pingjun, Huo Chengjun had not set foot in the palace once. On one hand, she was dodging Liu Bingyi to avoid awkwardness. Now, learning that Liu Bingyi had gone to the suburban outskirts for a hunt without taking Xu Pingjun along, she deduced that Xu Pingjun had not yet fully recovered her health. Still feeling uneasy at heart, she decided to enter the palace on the eleventh day of the month to check on her.
Originally, his mind was entirely consumed by vivid fantasies of his dashing and handsome master staging a scandalous and blushing romance with Sister Mo there, but the arms that had just tightly encircled his waist were so immensely powerful that he found himself unconsciously intoxicated by this strange and unexpected sensation.

"Order the vanguard troops to operate at full throttle! We must deal Castro a crippling blow this time!" Nikolove shook his white robe and shouted excitedly.
Judging strictly by martial arts prowess, only five or six members of the Manichaean sect surpassed the Endurance-Practicing Dharma King, and looking across the entire pugilistic world, very few could steadily defeat him. Yet at this moment, the instant he retreated a single zhang, Lin Yin followed him step for step, her lightweight kung fu and footwork clearly superior to his.
Upon hearing these words, hunchbacked Li lowered his head and took a heavy drag on his cigarette butt, clearly at a loss for how to respond appropriately.
Returning to the Tang family this time, her father, Tang Zhongli, thankfully did not arrange any blind dates for her as he had during her previous trip home. In truth, it was not that Tang Zhongli lacked the desire, but rather that he was still haunted by lingering fears regarding the incident with Duan Yongyuan.
Upon entering the room, I saw that Ye Yuchen was already resting against the head of the bed, her knees bent, looking at me with a gentle smile.
Having no desire to leave, I continued to play. After a dozen minutes or so, a crowd gradually gathered around me, and it seemed I had rediscovered that long-lost feeling of being the center of attention once again.
With the fire ignited, his spirits lifted slightly. He picked up several long wooden strips, wrapped their tips with pieces of cloth to serve as makeshift torches, and fashioned four or five of them. He then stoked the campfire on the ground to make it burn more steadily and last longer, before finally stepping out of this subterranean cave.
"You've come late today, right past the meal hour," Shunxi replied while wiping the table down with a rag.
There were only two possible reasons: either he had not read the newspaper recently and thus missed the designated rendezvous time, or something else had occurred.
By this time, the Japanese troops had also completed their preparations, fully massing their forces to withstand the Chinese offensive with naval support.

Jiang Dong directly summoned the executioner's blade and the purple-gold divine gourd, using the blade to fiercely hack at the gourd, once again awakening the two quasi-immortal artifacts. This time, with a sufficient supply of soul energy to absorb, the two weapons went virtually berserk, bombarding the exact spot where Jiang Dong had first entered.
The fifty-plus special operations soldiers stationed here immediately opened fire. Although few in number, every single one of them was equipped with a submachine gun. A massive deluge of bullets formed a devastating metal storm that swept across the Kuomintang soldiers ahead of them, instantly triggering a chorus of miserable shrieks.
He said: "I hate sweetness, you see. It's been sitting here for half a year and has already clumped together; if I don't drink it now, it'll expire. Throwing it away wouldn't that be a waste of food?"
The beam of light emitted by the spotlight struck the mirror's surface, dazzling the group with its reflections and momentarily blinding them from clearly discerning the visage of the beautiful woman within the mirror.
"Now that the plan has been completed, it's far too dangerous to remain here any longer. Shall we head back?" Minami said to the professor.
Su Yi, standing nearby, watched Camille's E ability cooldown reset as she rose to execute a counter-kill against Kalista, and remarked accordingly.
Yet before the crow could fly far, a mental shockwave struck it directly, rendering it unconscious and causing it to plummet from the sky.
"Alas," Cui Lu let out a long sigh and continued, "I never expected you to be such a fool." With that, she actually began to circle around her, walking and pausing intermittently, her expression laden with profound pity.