30 Encounter

"The warrior should go straight in to deal damage, while the two of us take opposite sides to coordinate our attacks. If one side can't hold the line, the other should immediately pull the aggro. What do you think, Brother Feng?" the Archmage spoke first, then asked politely.

The reason they had been so furious just moments ago was, naturally, because Qing Zhi had concealed the truth from them.

Baili Qi, Xiu Yi, Zi Jing, and Xuanyuan Yinglan all looked toward the door at the sound, their excitement self-evident.

With that, he turned around, completely unguarded, exposing his back to others. It seemed he had placed his full trust in Long Yanhua's explanation.

It must be said that his adaptability was quite impressive; had Lin Jiachen not been fully prepared, he would have surely fallen right there.

At this moment, everyone had heard Hu Fei's report clearly, and Li Haolong immediately ordered everyone to prepare for battle. Prior to this, Li Haolong had already had the team plant a large number of landmines on the road leading up to Ox-Head Mountain; as long as the enemy dared to charge up, they would certainly never return.

Ningxiang bit her lower lip stubbornly. She had already been kneeling here for an entire night; what would it mean if she got up now? Regardless of what happened, she was determined to wait until Situ Chenyi personally came to tell her to rise.

"Brother! There's nothing you need to do! I just want to know when I can help you, but I don't know how! I don't understand anything!" Fugen said, hanging his head in deep distress.

"What method?" Sun Kuang's eyes brightened. Was this really the same man who, not long ago, had declared, "I will cover the retreat; I will go out in glory"? Had he truly exhausted all his courage back then?

"Myriad Poison Scorpion Palm!" the withered man roared. A mass of black light suddenly surged from his arm, flowing directly into his gaunt, bony hand. The next moment, his withered hand became pitch black, and a hideous, black scorpion manifested within his palm.

The burly man’s fists continuously hammered out pits in the ground. Suddenly, he threw another punch, and it violently smashed through entirely.

Seeing the fragments of the table in front of Leo and the four hands still tightly gripped together, Thor pondered for a moment and understood what had just happened. Amidst the surprised gazes of the crowd, he laughed heartily: "Leo, are you bullying them?"

"Half an hour is enough!" Dongbo Xueying’s aura surged violently. Holding a black spear in one hand, he took a step and charged directly toward the Master of the Demon Heart Society.

***

In truth, such resistance was merely a means of survival. If one day, the city's rulers were to change their verdict, acknowledge Ye Xin's legitimacy, and invite him to become one of the ruling members, would he continue to resist? It is hard to say, for his survival would have already been guaranteed.

As for the question of authenticity, if any issues arose, she would simply go find Zheng Chen; in any case, Feng Xiaoxiao was here and couldn't run away! Having that assurance was basically enough. Leaving Feng Xiaoxiao’s place, she immediately found Bagarett and handed the blueprints to the uncle who was currently idling away.

Furthermore, Lan Zhu demanded almost all authority over personnel matters, but the Chief Financial Officer had to be appointed by Li Yi; he would not interfere with that.

"Grandfather Ye Mo, the Witch-Ghost family is planning to send people to deal with Glory City. We must return to reinforce Glory City immediately!" Nie Li looked at Ye Mo. Ye Mo had stayed in the Nether Realm for so long; he likely understood the situation even better than Nie Li did.

Blue-patterned jade is not only hard but also possesses sufficient toughness, making it difficult to damage even with blades. For so many cracks to appear, that floor tile must have suffered a heavy impact.

This was a vast world populated by many powerful factions: the righteous Feather God Sect, Heavenly Sound Sect, Formless Sect, Hundred Flowers Sect, Chaos Origin Sect, and Fire God Sect; the evil Demon God Sect, Five Thunders Demon Sect, and Red Moon Demon Sect; as well as some extremely mysterious powers, such as the Celestial Ancestral Grounds and Holy Demon Ancestral Grounds.

"No, no! It was I who didn't want to marry into Tubo, so I came up with this. It has nothing to do with Brother-in-law Zhao!" Xincheng panicked. Why was her Royal Father getting angry so suddenly, and why did he want to take it out on her brother-in-law?

When did Taohua earn money? It seemed there was still hope for building their own house.

Qin Junyang hadn't expected Wang Nuo to be so "sensible," and he immediately asked for the moon, wanting a piece of every pie.

Facing the various actions of a faction they could not predict at all, they could only choose to stare in helpless frustration.

Following Huo Lingfeng back to the room, Zhuang Qingqing immediately ran to the bed as soon as the door was closed and locked, burying her entire body within it.

"Is that so? A mistake is a mistake. No matter the reason, go tidy up now and leave immediately. Don't let me see you again!" Lu Shuangshuang looked up at her and said in a cold, detached tone.

Note: Written in 2016 in Fuyang City, inspired by a lonely, helpless Mongolian wild foal in the bird-filled, fragrant area of Balihe, Yingshang.

***

First, Green Corner was still in the middle of preparing the project, and the specific terms of cooperation with investors had not been fully finalized. Second, was Wang Nuo really that lucky to have accurately analyzed the upcoming "disorderly fluctuations" of the market?

Fang Zhuo had just put on his pajamas to go to bed when he saw the two brothers kick the door open, looking furious and distinctly unfriendly.

This thing seemed to be able to understand me. It looked at me once and then flew away. I thought I would never see it again.

Yet, as a music mogul accustomed to grand occasions, how could his state of mind be so unsteady?

Yan Yu jumped up in fright and hurriedly covered his backside, only to discover that the red light had burrowed into his body, yet he felt no pain or itch—he felt absolutely nothing.

The audience below held their breath. They couldn't wait any longer; they were dying to rush up and be the first to know who was the purified water and who was the mineral water.

It was rare to see someone who didn't want the whole brand, only a single product line—though for Li Ning, "China Li Ning," both in terms of price and product image, was vastly different from the traditional segments. Ji Ming had no need to act as a mentor.

Hearing it was Hu Han’s voice, the ticket seller smiled and obediently printed a ticket to Zhou City.

I don't know what kind of spell that guy Li Yanyuan cast on Grandma Qiao to make her so protective of him.