60 Black-Robed Masked Figure

Had he not obtained the Alliance Token, neither he nor his family might have been dragged into this.

Naturally, just as Liu Tian had anticipated, although Ye Tuo felt a bit embarrassed by Liu Tian's attitude, he still remembered what Feng Yue had told him—that Liu Tian had connections with high-ranking members of the Feng Clan. That single fact alone made it impossible for him to say anything further.

The carriage was completely destroyed and beyond repair. Princess Yumeng swung herself onto a horse led over by a guard and slowly rode back, her heart unusually heavy.

Because Chu Tianyu possessed the Phantom Art, the joint assault of the Fierce Trio was rendered ineffective, preventing their deadliest assassination techniques from gaining any advantage.

With the dual protection of the Tanluo Shield and the black token, Ye Feng finally felt the temperature drop back down. However, the light barrier emitted by the black token was clearly inversely proportional to its own formidable defense; the temperature it reduced was less than half of that provided by the Tanluo Shield.

"Must it be a stick of pure incense?" As Shi Yan asked, the sound of the zither lingered in the air like a question, a single musical note vibrating and refusing to fade away.

The light energy barrier was a magic infantry weapon belonging to the light attribute. Using it here without concealment would make it extremely conspicuous, just like the aura of life, which all nearby undead would immediately perceive.

Song Qing, the mountain macaque, did not care at all. Instead, he stroked his prayer beads, a look of utter triumph on his face, his intended meaning self-evident.

Having suffered such an inexplicable and heavy loss earlier, how could Wang Zilong let the matter rest? Given his vengeful personality, if he came to redeem the item later and found it missing, it would undoubtedly spell another huge disaster! By then, he would surely make a fuss, and they would be in the wrong.

Judging by their equipment and weapons, as well as their skilled tactical movements and mutual cover, they had reached an extremely high level, completely comparable to their own Special Operations Team.

Bright lights, joyful chatter, and heartfelt smiles... Every scene was so familiar, reminiscent of the festivals from his past life.

Sister Fa felt a pang in her heart, somewhat crestfallen. She really was too clumsy after all; could this count as dragging the team down? No! She had to perform better; otherwise, wouldn't these duo matches be too humiliating?

"You thieves, you will surely suffer the wrath of the gods!" Bella's face was flushed with anger and humiliation as she collapsed in front of the carriage, weeping bitterly.

Yukino Yukinoshita took the lead and walked ahead. According to the signpost, the place selling tofu was not far away.

In front of Qi Ye, a man in cyan robes stood with his hands behind his back, his wide sleeves and broad sash fluttering in the wind, his eyes immensely profound, exuding a dangerous aura.

"Elder Meng was severely injured for our sake and is currently healing not far away. We will wait here for the night. If the City Lord and the others still haven't arrived by tomorrow, we will return to Feixuan City first." Having said this, Meng Lang turned and left.

The Liu family had thrived over the years precisely because they had an ancestor of the Liu family holding down the fort. Moreover, the Liu family possessed the heritage of the Liu family saber techniques, producing rising experts in every generation. This was how the family had endured for a thousand years.

If Huangfu Yu had not stepped back and dodged in time just now, that sword would undoubtedly have landed on him. Nearby, even Yun Chuixui, who had previously been on good terms with him, paid him no mind at all, her expression icy and silent.

Blaze froze for a moment, and finally, a trace of panic flickered across his handsome face. But as the commander of the Imperial Guard who had spent years braving life and death, his intuition for combat was second to none.

"Please return, my lords. His Majesty has decreed that we must first pacify the populace before discussing rewards. You lords should also attend to your respective duties; there is simply no time to catch one's breath." Li Jingxiao impatiently issued an order to see the guests out.

He Ziyan wore a dark expression and remained silent, only giving a cold wave of his hand. Several burly men in black rushed forward aggressively, grabbed Huang Shenggan, and dragged him out like a dead dog.

These scoundrels knew how to do the math: the capital had plenty of grain, and when the time came, whether it belonged to the official authorities or private citizens, it would all belong to them.

When the players and coaches had all received their gold medals, captain Zanetti walked up to President Abete, received the championship trophy with both hands, turned to bow to the players, and then raised the trophy high into the air.

Even so, outsiders were still not trusted by the Mingji people. The most obvious manifestation of this was that outsiders had no right to perform military service. At first glance, this seemed like a favor to outsiders, but in reality, it was far from it. People of different ethnicities cannot share the same heart—such sentiments existed among all races.

Seeing that the referee ignored them and even turned to run toward his own half, the Manchester United players realized that Blackpool's counterattack had already reached the edge of their penalty area.

Hearing Bifur's voice from inside the carriage, Irene felt it must be the work of destiny and hurriedly emerged to meet him. However, Bifur was busy with important matters and failed to notice her, leaving Irene somewhat displeased.

Two tigers cannot share the same mountain, coupled with numerous political, economic, and religious grievances, it is hardly surprising that Manchester United and Liverpool became mortal enemies.

Upon returning to school, Qin Ziyou asked Chen Qiyi and Xiao Tian to go back first, while she herself took Qin Lianzhi home.

Stories of severe famines had the most market value, easily stirring up widespread panic everywhere. The Stalin of the present needed commodities, filling every shelf to the brim, and only thus could the people's hearts be stabilized.

Then, Guan Chenji turned around to go drive, while Song Yucheng cursed inwardly. He wasn't entirely numb to pain; didn't Guan Chenji realize what he was doing by pulling his hair like that?

As she spoke, she made to leave. In her view, these people, having been managed by her for so long, had long since become her loyal confidants. Moreover, they were usually extremely obedient to her; how could they possibly disobey her orders?

His home was in Lin'an, so logically he should have hosted Zhao Fuxin, who had just arrived. Although this was not Yue Yun's first time in Lin'an, he was still considered a guest.

However, things are always wonderful in imagination. When Meng Bai actually tried it, he discovered that it was not that simple. The Silver Moon Spring was indeed an exceptional place, and the very bottom of the spring's lake was a supreme location for cultivation. He had already made all preparations.

This was the only weapon capable of instantly obliterating a Golden Core powerhouse; its single usage must be preserved.

This Ling family could truly be considered a prominent noble household. The estate covered a vast area, and the number of people inside was immense, with each head of a household having roughly fifty to eighty servants serving them together.