Chapter 149: Ambush

"What? My elder brother is surrounded by rioters?"
Wang Heng's clear, black-and-white eyes were filled with panic.
"How could this happen? Elder brother! Elder brother, he—he—"
Wang Heng was at a complete loss, looking precisely like someone whose loved one had plunged into danger, losing all composure out of sheer anxiety.
Naturally naive and artless, in the eyes of some, she was simply foolish.
In her panic, she appeared even more brainless and devoid of reason.
"No! I'm going to save him!"

Sun Zhuo had no idea why he had suddenly been invited by the boss, but it was certainly related to his stunning performances lately. Perhaps old Buss had finally recognized Sun Zhuo's value and wanted to use some perks to tie him down?
The still-optimistic McGrady, however, remained unaware that the Gu poison had suffered a severe backlash and his life was ebbing away bit by bit. He and the priest had constantly concealed his illness, hoping that by exhausting all their medical skills they could find a way to suppress the Gu poison. Yet, after so many years, they still could not slow the footsteps of the Grim Reaper.

A mass of dark clouds surged from the west. Over twenty thousand Song soldiers, led by Zhao Hao and Zhong Shidao, rushed rapidly toward the Liao army's camp. Seeing they were only four to five hundred paces away from the Liao array, Zhong Shidao waved his long spear, signaling the army to halt and reorganize their formation.

Inside the colorful fresco on the western wall, a man with a joyful expression held an infant in his arms. On a bed beside him, another man lay with his eyes closed and a serene expression, yet his entire body was bathed in blood, and the flesh of his abdomen was torn wide open.

The sun had already slanted. Because they received no direct sunlight, the countless windows of the Ministry of Truth looked as grim and terrifying as the gunslits of a fortress. Before this massive, pyramid-like structure, his heart shrank with a sense of dread. It was too impregnable to attack.

Now, the earth's light met the sky without a single flaw; it had to be said this was a beautiful landscape painting.
"Your Highness, my army and Duke Muecis's army have suffered attacks from the abyss of another world. There are many demons. Your Highness, please dispatch some flying warships to support us." Xiahe spoke these words mechanically, while what he was thinking in his heart had nothing to do with the battlefield at all.

These teenage mages held infinite adoration for Xiahe. Shrek brainwashed them day and night, and there was no need to fabricate any lies—simply bringing out Xiahe's finest qualities and speaking of them was enough to captivate these young mages.

When the game day arrived the next day, the entire Rockets team held a bottle of Yangyang Refreshing Sports Drink in each of their hands, which was completely different from the style of their opponents, the Spurs, who chose ADD drinks. Even head coach Van Gundy could not figure out why his players chose to drink such a beverage.

At this moment, Ye Zifan felt a very unpleasant churning in his heart. Mai Bao's birthday was on September 22nd, and she would soon be four years old. Ye Zifan still remembered that five years ago when Maizi left him, it was already deep winter. In other words, Maizi had known Mai Bao's mother even before they broke up and had conceived Mai Bao with her.

Ling Qibao was instantly overjoyed; being able to see Ling Yunzhi change toward the positive side was the situation she was most happy to witness.

Lin Jiangxue was persuaded by Tao Xiaoyu's crooked logic and finally nodded. The thought that she, too, could experience a sudden surge in academic performance like Tao Xiaoyu made Lin Jiangxue exceptionally expectant.

"Damn it, how is it that there's danger everywhere I go? Meeting such lousy trouble just coming home!" Baima Xiao cursed as he ranted.

The rewards for this quest were so bountiful that many people wanted to come, and Boss Duan firmly believed that with his master as backup, there would certainly be no danger.

At the moment when the life of the Golden Silkworm Gu came to an end, the ancient tomb shook even more violently than when the Gu had previously blasted open the stone doors; the ancient tomb was collapsing.

Baima Xiao sat in an open-air shuttle cart. This kind of cart was very easy to drive, just like a bumper car. Fu Jiansheng was driving another one ahead, leading him on a tour of the campus.
"I'll ride in little brother Jinge's car; the two of you at a glance are clearly no good people," Mo Yu immediately declared.

Yet they had no other choice. Even if Baima Xiao's confidence was merely blind arrogance, he had already recovered lost territory for them and eliminated Himiko's hundreds of thousands of troops. For this reason alone, Baima Xiao had lived up to them without any shame.