17 Jinjiang Literature City 17

“Speak.” Xu Liangqing had no standing to bargain with Chu Yue now. Even if Chu Yue ordered his death, he would not hesitate.

Elder Chen disdainfully shifted his gaze to the next name on the roster: Lan Yu! Beside the name was a note: Third Princess.

Cheng Cheng halted, staring at the towering, bizarre mountain peak ahead. Wang Bing’s eyes widened in shock; what stood before him was not jagged rocks but a colossal bone spike with a smooth surface, adorned with patches of moss. Scanning the horizon, he saw thousands of such spikes.

The man wore a black robe, held a white bamboo scroll, and donned a purple imperial crown. His long hair flowed down his back, and his chiseled features were strikingly handsome.

Lian’er glanced indifferently at Baili, who was distracted defending against a flame. She conjured several more fireballs, casually hurling them at the mortal residences. Each was intercepted, but she successfully escaped, a cold smile playing on her lips as her black silhouette faded into the night.

Lan Yiyi and her mother rushed into the bedroom upon hearing agonized cries, finding her father enduring extraordinary pain.

Wusu tossed the meat out, and a dog ran over, swallowing it in one gulp. All eyes fixed on the dog, which soon whimpered and collapsed, twitching a few times before lying still.

He landed steadily on the ground, swaying slightly but uninjured. Clearly, Jiang Nan had used a deft hand when throwing him.

Beside Mo Shuang’er, Luo Yao’s beautiful eyes were fixed intently on the swirling multicolored cloud, deep concern shining within them.

Six months had passed, yet the two were still unsuccessful. The spiritual fox was barely clinging to life, and they resolved to soon deliver it to the Slaughtering Spirit Mountain to entrust it to the Ancestor of Wickedness.

This place was within the borders of Yuenan Kingdom, but due to its remoteness and desolation, the kingdom’s military and law enforcement rarely intervened in maintaining order here.

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The stone tablet had long since been consumed by the fire dragon, turning to ashes instantly. With the dust and debris swirling, no trace remained.

Zhuge Liang had intended to cut off the enemy’s supply line in the central route, hurling a frying pan forward, followed by a scorching pillar of light. Barely clinging to life, Zhuge Liang decisively retreated to the city.

Xiang Wan’s head ached from overthinking. She pulled out her phone, glanced at her chat history with Lin Nalu, hesitated repeatedly, but ultimately did not delete the messages.

During training matches, Leng Feng and Leng Wushuang, true veterans from professional teams, displayed excellent tactics, timing, and awareness. Only Ye Tian could keep pace with them; the others struggled to adapt.

“This place is indeed remarkable. The Demon Domain once stood alone as its own realm, even above the Celestial Realm. But that is not why we are here,” reminded Wolf-Head Xing Tian.

Jin Zhonghuan felt as if his mind had been stirred into a thick paste, utterly unable to process the situation.

Han Xiang clenched her teeth in surprise, repeatedly pounding on the barrier with her fists, yet failing to damage the transparent shield.

Ake, the assassin hero known for her extreme burst damage and strong finishing ability, combined with her ultimate and passive, could easily secure pentakills in team fights.

As people speculated quietly, the distant broken ground suddenly rumbled with falling stones. Eyes turned as a figure slowly rose from the ruins, dust covering the body, chunks of stone and dirt falling off.

The Bamboo Sea had little farmland, and its scattered plots were mostly on hillsides, primarily for growing vegetables. Thus, the irrigation channels were vitally important.

Six puppets suddenly stepped forward, their massive footsteps striking the void with sonic booms. Six seemingly ordinary giant fists pounded toward Wang Jie.

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“Never mind the rest; we must get his armband. Only two people are going to the Red Arrow Brigade for the decapitation mission—who will it be?” Ouyang Yanran said sternly.

Leng Feng chose a scarecrow to counter the overwhelmingly strong Wang Xiu in the lane. Unexpectedly, upon seeing this, Wang Xiu picked a support hero—a card master.

I haven’t seen that person these past few days. I don’t know how his injuries are healing. I am anxious and can only ask Wei Dawei for updates, but he offers no clear answers, only silly smiles. Reluctantly, I decided to find him myself.

“These four ‘gate’ cannons—someone will have Zhang Tiancheng take them away for testing. How is the gun barrel workshop recovering?” Li Ye instructed. Taking the cannons away was not only for testing but mainly to train an artillery unit.

Li Ye, of course, did not reveal that the children not selected had certain personality deviations. He was no savior and lacked the means to nurture them now. Their futures were left to fate.

“Bayonet, what do you think Lin Ling will throw down this time?” Caidao asked with a smile.

His voice reached Xinlei’s ears. As the team leader, she understood some of the tactics of League of Legends. Though not as formidable as Wang Xiu or Shanghai Ma Chao, she was familiar with basic knowledge about the LPL tournament.

Regrettably, this set of works by Haiyang Mixin, the last pieces of Mithis, were found only as sketches when discovered.

Rong Keyun was formerly the acting chairman of the Glory Group, able to oversee all affairs. He was also the vice president of the Southeast Peony Merchants Association.