Passenger-1

Upon hearing that Wu Yong had captured Gao Qiu alive, Song Jiang was overjoyed and pleasantly surprised. Serving the imperial court had always been his heartfelt wish, but he regretted lacking a “guide” to help him express his loyalty to the authorities. Now, he finally found such a figure, and Song Jiang was both excited and happy.

Compared to others, Liu Yu’s fortune was somewhat better. When Zhang Bao dealt with Zhang Bangchang, Liu Yu retreated with his trusted followers alongside the Jin troops back to the Jin Kingdom. However, the Jin people were not about to let Liu Yu live comfortably; the former Liao Kingdom’s Nanjing Circuit became Liu Yu’s station, and for years he faced off against the Song armies at the Hebei border.

Maijike had never seen her like this before; he had only met her twice, yet he felt she was different from others, as if there was something within her that resembled himself.

“A while ago, those barbarians won a great victory against the Jin soldiers. You know about that, right?” Yang Zaixing asked.

He turned to look at her. Rong Qian had already ceased moving, knowing her efforts were in vain, so she did not waste her strength further.

The days of the Great Song now held promise, whereas the Jin Kingdom’s fortunes were worsening. If not for Zhang Bao’s intervention, the Song would have been Jin’s next target for pillaging. But with the Anton Army’s arrival, the Jin Kingdom’s focus shifted to the nomads of the northern grasslands.

Lu Xuan knew that his feelings were shaped by positive averages and the thoughts of many, but ultimately, these were just thoughts; how should he process them? Wisdom, like a burning flame in the heart.

Shang Xi Meiduo wore a look of pride, saying, “Young Master Qin is truly formidable. Though it was only a temporary setup, the defenses were exceedingly strict. I never expected you could slip into the Prince Zan’s residence, guarded like an iron fortress, without anyone noticing. Impressive, impressive…” As she spoke, Meiduo tilted her head at Qin Tianci, clasped her hands, and bowed gracefully.

At this moment, there was no blood plasma for transfusions; if anyone’s blood ran dry, it would simply run dry, with no way to replenish it. Yet, the arrow was made of iron, and the tip pierced through the body. Whether pulled forward or back, both the arrowhead and tail would leave a gaping hole in his shoulder.

After confirming her body was unharmed, Shen Bingrao finally stood up, ready to look for Qin Che.

His eyes grew warm, gazing ardently at Peach. Unconsciously, his gaze drifted to Peach’s bosom.

Ye angrily cried, “You shameless master! I’ll fight you to the end!” He rushed forward and grappled with Peach.

Moreover, a ring of mysterious golden merit aura encircled each of the three precious children.

Even though monsters and demons watched them along the way, none dared to intervene—save for a reckless millennia-old serpent king.

Meng Diexian could see that the emperor seemed to be in good spirits; not only she noticed, but everyone felt it clearly, and so all glanced at the enigmatic Madam Die who scarcely appeared in public.

“Go ask them how their task is progressing,” Xuan Luoli said, hands clasped behind his back, his voice indifferent.

Lan Yi and Chu Li hurried back to the Princess’s residence. In the courtyard, they watched Nian Nujiao Hailanzhu and the old Taoist Yan Zhi spar fiercely, unable to decide the winner. Lan Yi could only smile wryly—these two elders together were over two hundred years old, yet they behaved like children fighting over sweets.

Yue Li entered, her expression sour. Seeing Su Yuqing lying in bed, she walked straight over and knelt before her.

Yue Li was stunned; she had never seen him lose his temper before. Though he was somewhat aloof, his temperament was gentle. Clearly, this was genuine anger—because of the Crown Princess?

On Earth, the environment was such that his progress was smooth, and the cultivators he encountered were worthy opponents. He rarely faced real difficulties.

“Rest on the sofa for a while. I’ve already asked logistics to prepare office supplies for you. Also, help yourself if you want a drink; there’s tea and coffee in the cabinet. Of course, I hope you don’t smoke—it’s bad for your health,” Yan Lan said in a gentle tone, her every gesture exuding intelligence and grace.

Previously, Li Tianming and the others had discussed the acquisition with Qiandu politely, but the negotiations had not succeeded.

Marching south to reclaim the Hedong Circuit, they took Ma Yi and Yun Zhong without a fight, effortlessly seized Hedong, and captured Han Xifan, Qin Yuelong, and Pang Zhongsu, shaking the realm of Hedong warlords to its core.

Fang Chen nodded, then shook his head. This breakthrough hadn’t increased his strength much, but the ten spirals of energy within him had undergone a qualitative transformation.

All present were medical students; the boys genuinely admired Liu Qian, and for the moment, there were no hostile glances—rather, they were pleased to see Liu Qian with Professor Zhang Ying.

It was a breathtaking scene, flawless and perfect—easy to lose oneself in.

Shaun’s figure appeared directly in Maria Hill’s office at the Supernatural Division.

Not all superhumans were as powerful and uncontrollable as those three, but the denizens of the supernatural world were mostly above average, seldom below. To ordinary people, few superhumans were not to be feared—most were those so-called superheroes.

Red’s face turned pale. He had thought he could match her, and even if he lost, it wouldn’t be too humiliating. Now, the harsh reality was like a bucket of ice water dumped over him.

“So that’s how it is. Sigh, parents are so controlling these days…” The driver nodded knowingly, then stepped on the gas and drove off.

Meanwhile, Duan Yu’s disaster points had indeed risen sharply during this period, averaging ten points per day.

“How is the doctor?” Sun Meiping was the first to grab the doctor’s hand, urgently asking.

Upon hearing Nick Fury’s repeated questioning, Wilson finally furrowed his brow and began to explain.

Tang Yan nodded. “Drink less tonight; there’s important business tomorrow.” Tianci rubbed Tang Yan’s head, smiling as he nodded, then Tang Yan chatted away with Yiyi, Yu Ying, and the others.

He now felt his mind was clearer than before, and some things he hadn’t understood previously suddenly made sense.