Chapter 43: Aren't I farsighted after all! Please call me Zhuge Zhihan from now on!

"Welcome to the top 50 of the Combat Rankings to take the stage." The rankings were projected onto the background wall. Gao Xin saved himself the breath of speaking; anyway, single-ranking award ceremonies were always extremely streamlined.

"Clap, clap, clap!" Not quite knowing why, everyone was in high spirits anyway. Since someone wanted to perform, how could there be any reason not to welcome them?

"What on earth is so mysterious?" Murong Fang took the sunglasses handed to him by Murong Chen and examined them briefly. "Your taste is still as flashy as ever. Speaking of which, couldn't you keep it a bit more low-profile?" As he spoke, Murong Fang put the sunglasses on.

As soon as this agricultural colony decree was issued, the people of Xihe were filled with high emotions. Over the years, they had suffered endless exploitation by the imperial court; being able to keep even ten percent of their year's harvest would have been considered fortunate. Now that the agricultural tax ratio in Xihe was so favorable, would anyone be unwilling? If so, they would simply be a fool.

When a single rider surged out from behind Ding Yuan, murderous intent was instantly revealed. As his painted halberd swung, none of the opponents under his command could withstand even a single blow.

I racked my brains, and finally decided to find a tree with relatively dense foliage and spend the night up in it.

Although relying on He Jin had now gotten him the position of a Palace Gentleman of the Yellow Gates, and his family was paying a bit more attention to him now, this was still far from enough.

It wasn't until 9:00 PM that Ding Yaoyang finally brought Hao Xin, who had woken up not long ago, back home. At that moment, Hao Xin still wore a heartbroken expression, which ached both in Ding Yaoyang's eyes and his heart.

Of course, there were extraordinary individuals among them who used parry and defense methods during my attacks to block my fatal blow. However, this was completely useless; while they might block the first sword, they could absolutely not block the second, because their health points no longer permitted them to expend the stamina required for a second parry.

Although his actions today were quite exhausting, unlike other celebrities, he displayed his approachable side to the public.

In particular, many of these theories were beyond their comprehension and had never been seen before—they were knowledge in fields newly created and discovered by Zhang Xiao himself, such as novel biomolecular genetic materials and gene-excited states.

However, the person before her was too mysterious, and Yun Xi did not dare to be too presumptuous. She lowered her gaze and acted submissively, too lazy to argue with him.

There once was a young man named "Artisan," who, while still among the living, formed a Zanpakuto through his powerful spiritual energy.

Wanpi and Yuanyuan slapped their own foreheads simultaneously and said, "We were worried sick!" Immediately afterwards, they walked towards the doctor's office.

"Just follow the road. Keep driving straight!" D said as the truck rushed out of the town. Although the vehicle behind us was still getting closer, all the gunfire had fallen entirely behind us.

"You really won't owe me?" Yun Xi looked at her. "To tell you the truth, my All-Ailments Dispersal Potion can be considered a miraculous medicine. The treatment I performed in town the day before yesterday used this very potion, and the treatment for your lady also used it."

Han Qiwei originally wanted to scold Ji Xiaoyun a few more times, but for the sake of Ji Xi, he held back. He tossed a stack of money onto the coffee table in the living room, said a few words telling her never to come looking for him again, and then left.

Yet, deep within his mind, his mother's words echoed: "Live on well!" It was precisely these words that allowed Liu Yu to summon a breath of air and confront the black bear.

—Last night's stars and last night's wind, the painted pavilions west of the cassandra, where our bodies lack twin phoenix wings to fly together, yet our hearts share a single spiritual point of connection.

"How is it? Sort of gives off a Sherlock Holmes vibe, doesn't it?" Huo Lingfeng walked over and said with a smile when he saw Zhuang Qingqing staring in a daze.

On this day, while Chen Feng was gathering information, news that made him happy finally appeared. An older brother provided him with a useful piece of intelligence.

"Speak! His Majesty is asking a question. Who was serving by Xue'er's side just now?" Seeing that no one answered, the emperor grew even more irritated.

Words of gratitude should be simple; saying too much makes one seem overly sentimental and artificial. True gratitude should be voiced lightly, but more importantly, kept deep within the heart.

Just as when they had departed, Ning Zhiyuan and the Marquis of Xintong still exchanged an occasional word with each other.

Around the royal capital of the city of Gosof, a peculiar aura emanated outward. Influenced by this aura, not a single mutated beast or even a zombie dared to rush near. It was as if a fierce giant slumbered within the royal capital, suppressing them so severely that they dared not cross even half a step.

For a long time, Wang Dingfeng had felt secure in his position, relying on the fact that Lu Yinxue had lost her memory. But now that she had recovered her memories and mentioned how she was injured back then, it was clear she remembered the past. If she harbored deep resentment over his long-term concealment and brought the matter up before the emperor, his good days would likely come to an end.

Without even sparing Master Yi a glance, Elise curled the corners of her lips and once again materialized out the void before Zilean. Her icy gaze made Zilean's scalp tingle and sent an unprovoked chill down his spine, recalling the battles they fought when both were still demigods.

Pulled along by him, Fiona's eyes gradually widened, a trace of sweetness welling up deep in her heart as she silently permitted him to hold her hand.

Ye Feng lowered his head and raised his right hand, signaling Orianna to stop talking for a moment; he needed a little time.

I have already cleared the trials. If you fail to get me out of here, just watch as I grind your corpse to dust and trample upon it for the rest of my life.

Go ahead and clear away any obstacles for Hai Mofeng and Yun Qiong, who have been estranged for so many years and have finally kissed.

I was extremely happy, thinking they had all been placed inside coffins, but a moment later my heart turned cold as I let out a cry of alarm.

Upon seeing Mo Qiongyue's expression, how could Mo Qiongyun, Mo Qinglian, and Mo Qingyu not know what had happened? Immediately, they all burst into tears.

You might as well ask for a natural village as your territory; it has tax revenue, a population source, and land. Why ask for an orphanage? Do you have more money and grain than you know what to do with, looking for people to help spend and eat it?

"You!" Zhou Yi was exasperated to the extreme. After all, she was young and rarely faced such a situation; tears of grievance swirled in her eyes.

The horse, feeling the pain and freed from control, ran wherever it saw a path and squeezed through whatever trail it found. After galloping like this for more than half an hour, it gradually slowed down. The main camp was only ten li away from the Hidden Wind Valley, and with Zhao Shu's frantic gallop, he should have arrived long ago. Yet now, he was still deep within a dense forest, presumably having headed in the wrong direction.