One hundred and eleven, one hundred and eleven.

However, it was not long before I had to take back that statement. To be honest, I had never encountered such a weak fighter. Although I couldn’t quite understand why, I was fully aware of our perilous situation, which was extremely dangerous.

In the next moment, another person was struck down! Facing such formidable enemies from the Bone Burial Village, Le Zhengxie’s side was struggling to cope.

“Zi... Zixia, she’s here, she’s here.” My master, incoherent, pointed toward the cave and spoke to me. Both Iron Bull and I wore expressions of puzzlement. I had heard the name Zixia before; wasn’t she locked away in the Heavenly Palace? How could she suddenly appear now?

Gong Ren could no longer blame her. Fighting two opponents alone, unharmed, and having taken down two enemies was already commendable. “Guard the door, no one is allowed in,” Gong Ren shouted, then dashed back into the courtyard to rescue Yang Quyun.

“Chu Yi, didn’t you say the child had been crying all along? Why is it now, even though we’ve reached the second floor, there’s no sound at all?” I had just heard Yang Chen mention that the child had been crying nonstop for an entire day and night, yet now there was clearly no noise, so I asked.

On the battlefield, there were no fewer than a hundred heavy machine guns alone. These weapons completely sealed off all the windows and exits of the building. Under the cover of these machine guns, the Japanese troops didn’t dare to show their heads, let alone mount a counterattack. The officers and soldiers of the 1st Battalion of the 571st Regiment stormed through the main gate without much resistance.

Fu Xiaoyun’s home was located in the villa district. Kong Xing was not overly shocked but couldn’t help feeling a certain wistfulness. He had once lived in the villa district himself, but that way of life was now gone forever.

The current Qin Yun was outrageously arrogant. The Gu family was at least a hidden power; how could they endure such humiliation? If he didn’t kill Qin Yun today…

After washing up and packing his things, Tu Fei was about to leave. Looking in the mirror, he felt something was off. After some thought, he went to his father’s room to pick out an outfit.

Tu Fei shook his head with a bitter smile. At the company, only Ye Minwen dared to speak to him so brazenly.

After the meal, Wu Yuting and Li Shuzhen lay back against the sofa cushions, rubbing their overly full stomachs. It was the fullest they had ever eaten together.

At the mention of Yin Feng, Kong Xing’s pupils flickered imperceptibly, though he wore a face of puzzlement.

Xu Zimu’s eyes were deep and penetrating. He could sense the overwhelming strength and arrogance radiating from the other party, along with a hint of disdain and slight contempt.

Old Master Hong was at a loss for words, but regardless, Kong Xing wouldn’t waste his holiday.

After speaking, Qi Rui made a hand seal, and the image of Engineer Chen in the mirror vanished. The spirit flames that had entered the paper figure returned to Qi Rui’s body, and the paper figure burned away to ashes in midair.

Lang Chun also detained Gu Mengsheng. Observing his behavior, he couldn’t help but wonder if he was acting.

Long Hao sat wistfully in the command center, holding the personnel reports submitted by others.

The carriage of Prince Cong’s mansion was parked at the Lu family gate. The neighbors had long since grown accustomed to its comings and goings.

Yang Zhengqing looked around and saw Ning An, sword in hand, slaying a line of armored guards until none remained, leaving only the archers shooting at Ning An’s personal guards.

Chu Ruiyuan wanted to say something but thought better of it and swallowed the words. He trusted his sister had her own plans and could handle her affairs.

In the blink of an eye, Su Qingyun had already stayed at the princess’s mansion for six days. After being brought back, she had slept for two days and nights before finally waking.

Lu Yao also looked up, seeing the bright full moon shining clearly. He wondered what Gu Congyuan was doing at this very moment.

Among the mutants circulated a rumor: to become powerful, one must defeat their own kind and feed on their blood. The more one consumes, the higher the degree of mutation and the stronger the power.

It wasn’t until Fu Liye mentioned Liu Niang’s servitude contract to the madam that Su Qingyun realized the contract was held by the madam. She had thought Fu Liye kept it all along!

Lin Nai ground her teeth quietly, staring at A Ci with deep resentment. A Ci merely glanced at her indifferently and continued walking with Liang Zhan.

Carelessly tossing the snake scales into his backpack, he knew these scales were medicinal. Nowadays, such items served as basic ingredients for potions. His backpack was filled with the scales of the Yin-Yang Belly Snake. As for the Star-Spotted Net Python, its scales were of little value.

The Broken Water Cliff could no longer hold and collapsed, turning into a cascade of rolling stones that tumbled down until the area was flattened.

Back then, after doing such disgusting things—Lu Yuxuan falsely accused Yan Chu of having an affair and defamed her innocence—now that trouble had come upon herself, she was hoping others would help her.

Fairy Yaoji, hearing the calls in the mountains, used her immortal eyes to look and saw a handsome man in his twenties kneeling at the foot of the mountain. A sudden sense of blood kinship surged in her heart. Tears trickled down her cheeks as she remained silent for a long while.

Er Mao was stunned by the voice in his mind. Gradually, relying on An Le’s memories, he began to understand the meaning being conveyed.