41 Taro Puree Moon Cake

Commander Duan, holding his sword, was just adopting an offensive posture. Seeing this, Che Zhengze thrust his weapon toward Commander Duan's left back. Upon witnessing the situation, General Hongliang rushed forward and slashed fiercely at Duan's neck. The head was severed instantly. Commander Duan's eyes were wide open and his mouth slightly agape, as if he desperately wanted to see what on earth had just happened, or perhaps wished to say something.

"Many people in Dongling Pass know Luo Chun the acrobat. There's no need to look so surprised and exaggerated, is there?" Shen Hou certainly did not want others to regard him as some kind of monster.

At the neighboring table, someone suddenly began to foam at the mouth, eyes rolling backward. Because Lu Dongfeng had drunk too much, before his eyes could roll back, he had already breathed his last.

Therefore, ever since I embarked on the path of cultivation, I have never made any mistakes. Yet at this rate of progress, even with another decade, it would still be very difficult for me to reach the third tier.

"This is simply too cruel." Lu Yun roared angrily, leaping onto the arena stage. Behind him, the Soul Devourer suddenly flashed with a brilliant light, and as the two merged into one, Lu Yun dropped smoothly into the cockpit.

"What are you doing?" The moment the brocade-robed man appeared, a crushing pressure descended. Most noticeably, General Wang Dong's attack was frozen mid-air, as if time itself had stopped.

"Fourth brother! Stop fooling around!" Li Shimin felt a throbbing headache coming on. Having just knocked someone down, he was now smashing someone else's wine jars. Could this fellow ever give him peace of mind?

This scene unfolded in the flash of a spark. The crew member did not even have time to react or resist before resentfully closing his eyes. The assassin then gently laid the body on the ground and smoothly dragged it into the shadows.

Zhang Ye became even more certain that although the Three Swordsmen had not taken any harmful actions against him, facing their breakthroughs would undoubtedly be detrimental to his own interests. Right now, his only option was to tactfully take his leave of them.

Accompanied by a sound like clashing metal, the two of them collided with blood-spattered smiles on their faces.

He noticed another man working out on a punching bag. Fei Junshuai glanced over, having no impression of this person, and chose not to walk over to greet him. Instead, he simply walked up to a neighboring punching bag and began to work out himself.

Transformed into a physical manifestation of profound mysteries, leaving aside the offensive power it granted, let us consider merely the defense. The flesh and blood body is energetically transmuted, possessing a quasi-immortal nature. Even if pierced and shattered, for a mage who has attained the body of mysteries, it amounts to nothing more than minor injuries.

"No damage? Then what use is it?" Ning Xiangyun found Ye Qingxian's reply utterly unbelievable.

Upon hearing this, the Chairman was even more delighted. Bringing matters out into the open was precisely the style of behavior he most appreciated in his subordinates.

As he digested this information, Morin's vast spiritual power surged outward, flooding into his body and penetrating deep down to a level even more fundamental than the cells. Acting like microscopic needles, his spiritual power precisely located the exact position of every single bloodline talent.

Then, the third possibility is the wolf clan! Since Mother Rabbit and Baby Rabbit are neither dead nor able to be found, there remains only one explanation: they must be with the wolf clan.

The pleasure boat was quite large, carrying over a dozen singing and dancing girls. Once Ye Xiu boarded the vessel, he was invited into the cabin to enjoy the music and theatrical performances.

Mu Yu coughed up blood and cursed loudly, "Damn those indiscriminate attacks!" He had been caught in the crossfire. Although not at the center of Kunlun's assault, Kunlun genuinely intended to wipe him out along with the others.

Fei Junshuai wished to use this opportunity to test the limits of Wang Yuxi's comprehension. Through covert guidance, he observed Wang Yuxi's reaction speed and aptitude for enlightenment.

Seeing her lower her gaze to avoid looking at him, merely biting her lip lightly, Mo Xiusheng's heart tightened slightly, and a flicker of hesitation crossed his profound eyes.

In reality, it is quite the opposite. Just imagine, if you could transform into a blazing sword while attacking an enemy, wouldn't your strike speed be terrifyingly fast?

"He's gone, he really left." Back in her own room, seated upon that cold jade bed, Lin Chaoying rested her hand on the mattress where she and he had slept countless times together. Memories of all their beautiful moments flooded her mind uncontrollably, and she murmured to herself.

"Bah, what a wretched attitude! Not a single serious word ever comes out of your foul mouth. If you aren't going to talk, then forget it—this young lady truly doesn't care. I'm leaving." Watching Mo Feng's rascally smirk, Ling Xuexian spat out in a coquettish huff, turned on her heel, and stalked off in a rage.

She noticed Lin Sese's expression remained entirely calm. Sese must have seen Li Weisheng walking over long ago, yet she said nothing at all. Her customary image of obedience vanished completely in that instant.

It had been quite a long time since I last witnessed such sights, so my psychological resilience was somewhat lacking. With just one glance, I retreated instantly to the doorway to keep a long-range watch from afar.

Hearing Fang Fangying's words, Fang Xiu found it rather amusing. Her tone of complaint seemed to imply that Luo Zhiyong had managed to join the military only by taking advantage of Luo Zhiming's prestige, and therefore he was obligated to make selfless contributions to the family, even supporting the two of them for the rest of their lives as if it were only natural.

There is one matter I must mention: as luck would have it that day, the highest-ranking official in our design department was not the department manager, but the design director. To a certain extent, this director held a rank comparable to that of a company vice president.

Take the matter of sending home such substantial living expenses, for instance; Fang Fangying felt that he was far too indulgent toward the entire Luo family.

Fang Fangying sighed helplessly, realizing that Luo Zhiming's personality had not changed at all from her previous life. Regardless of whether he had money or not, wherever he went, he loved to put on airs as a wealthy man.

Qinbai was Baili Changfeng's top disciple. His natural constitution was passable, and his swordsmanship was quite exceptional, yet he had still failed to master even the slightest scrap of immortal sorcery, unable to perform even basic sword-flight.

"The outcome is self-evident: we make decisions just like an egalitarian and democratic republic, which is a good thing for us." Tsifka's words filled Feed with aversion, because Feed knew that Tsifka was merely draping himself in the cloak of equality and democracy to rally support for his own personal agenda.