Chapter 150: Counter-Kill

"Zhao Jinniang, have you lost your mind? What are you doing?"
Aman cried out, a mixture of shock and anger gripping her.
Subconsciously, she raised one hand, her thin, dark little fist clenching so tightly that her knuckles turned white.
"Aman! Don't move!"
Knowing Aman's brute strength, Zhao Jinniang realized that if she were struck by that little fist, the best-case scenario would be swelling, and the worst, a broken bone.
Yet, facing the surging Aman, Zhao Jinniang showed no panic.
She...

Early on that day, the entire Ninth Bureau of Military Intelligence was packed with people, even more bustling than when the alliance besieged it. Many practitioners had traveled from afar, simply wishing to witness the magnificent wedding of Yi Bai—it was that simple.
Yet, there were certainly ways sufficient to plunge him completely into a quagmire, making it impossible for him to ever escape.
After leading eight thousand troops into the city, Dong Wu ordered his men to raise a large banner bearing the bold inscription: "Purge the emperor's entourage and eradicate treacherous officials."
The eight thousand Guanning cavalry under Wu Sangui were in no way inferior in elite prowess to those under Zu Dashou.

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As he spoke, Tang Yusheng reversed his grip to pull out the scimitar previously stabbed into the ground, and fiercely slashed toward Lin Han.
Yuan Wentian? Impossible, that fellow is far too weak, and how could he possibly fail to collect such precious intelligence?
"Would the young master grant me the honor?" The gentle voice rang out once more. Though it was a question, her clear eyes faintly shimmered with a misty haze, as if a single negative word from Yun Suyu would transform that mist into rain, dripping down her cheeks.
Yet they had all arrived, every single one of them, including Wang Qieguo. In truth, his storyline could be considered long finished, but he was a person who would absolutely refuse to leave. Following Fang Buhui meant there would always be meat to eat.
After all, usually everyone in the eyes of this old gentleman merely regarded him as Western Frenzy's strategist, but they had not expected him to act just like a loyal subject toward his lord at this moment.
However, if we go to rescue him, we will also plunge ourselves into danger. By then, it is highly likely that even we will die here.
"You seem very busy lately and are not at school over the weekends. What have you been doing?" The scent of tiramisu drifted through the carriage compartment. Mo Shaodong adjusted the angle of his seat, lying back halfway, and pulled open the sunroof. The school's night sky was darker than elsewhere, revealing a multitude of stars.
Having unexpectedly acquired such a skill—though unlike the "aura effects" with Zhang Liang or Zhuan Zhu that only functioned while in their vicinity, it appeared capable of being brought out of this world—a trace of helplessness nonetheless surfaced on Li Zhishi's face.
When Zhou Le appeared in the room, summoned, Zhou Fang could not help but let two lines of hot tears stream down his eyes.
Countless specks of wind-blown dust suddenly drifted through the air, fine yet forceful. As the expanse of dust grew wider, it surprisingly formed the shape of a massive grid.
"What is wrong with Hanhan? Is she alright? What about you?" Recalling Xie Yihan, Ye Li immediately felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand up. Xie Yihan—in such a chaotic setting, what had happened to her?

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Seeing the Medical Emperor behave in this manner, Shi Quan already understood that this fellow Zhao Dongqi had truly delivered a treasure right to their doorstep.
To be honest, she simply did not wish to attend the freshman welcome party and intended to return to the dormitory to rest once it was over; she was, after all, currently a patient.
The glowing bronze ring was essentially the equivalent of a magic-powered flashlight. Wearing it while exploring caves or in the dead of night eliminated the need for a torch to illuminate a wide area around oneself, and it was as bright as day—immensely useful.
Meanwhile, the three individuals who had previously collapsed unconscious, including Li Zhishi, abruptly surged to their feet. Spearheading the charge was the fatty wielding a massive saber, who executed a horizontal sweep that instantly brought down at least three men.
During this period, persevering despite my disability, I wrote two more openings, resulting in this second version of discarded drafts.
"Look at you, not working on the weekend, why didn't you get up earlier? It's already one o'clock by the time you got here." My aunt opened the door for me while expressing her disdain.
Lin澈's words were too astonishing, not only criticizing Xu Da's flaws as commander-in-chief without reservation, but also ruthlessly criticizing the emperor's deployment along the way.

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