Volume 1, Chapter 63: Get the Hell Out of Here!

A few days later, Cao Cao, as expected, smoothly became the Governor of Yanzhou under the nomination of Zhang Miao and others.

However, since Mu San had repeatedly and earnestly invited them, it would have been impolite to refuse, so they followed along. To their surprise, they were met with a closed door, which actually suited their wishes perfectly.

"Everything will trouble you, elder." Li Yan did not reveal his plan to deal with Zhang Xiaofeng, but instead instructed the housekeeper to proceed with the first plan.

Just now, Xin Ranran had witnessed Zhang Xiaofeng's truly impressive eloquence; a few sentences of conversation were enough to scare those bad guys away. It seemed that Zhang Xiaofeng truly possessed a kind of magic—a magic that made bad guys retreat upon seeing him—which made her admire him even more in her heart.

When Commander Mu once again displayed the lethal fist technique, quite a few people's expressions changed. They all knew about the lethal fist technique, but as for the lethal domain, they were truly unaware of it.

Ever since his reincarnation, this was the first time Ye Ning had strolled through such a place. Back in the Origin Nether Star in his previous life, he used to have such experiences quite often.

The messenger galloped immediately toward the right flank of the Runing Army. As the drums rolled, two regiments on the right flank of the Runing Army began to move. The rear regiment marched in step, aligning abreast with the front regiment, and then, keeping time with the drums, they advanced side by side toward Liu Shun's forces.

"Han Xiao, you couldn't possibly already have a boyfriend and are hiding it from me, could you? Otherwise, why aren't you two talking?" Zhang Xiaofeng said, looking at Han Xiao with a bewildered expression.

"Zhang Xiaofeng, I'm coming along to have dinner with you and your friends, you won't be angry with me, will you?" Huang Fengjuan probed, testing Zhang Xiaofeng.

With a pale face and a fierce, malign gaze, Bai Wuxuan swept his eyes across them. The members of the Luo family immediately took a step backward, cold sweat breaking out across their backs.

"I'm sorry, we have never taken your sacred artifact. I don't even know what your sacred artifact looks like." Arian, standing in the middle, immediately spoke up in a loud voice.

The other five wives clustered around Zhang Huban, peeking over to look. Each of them gave Zhang Huban a blank stare, and Liu Xizhen on the right as well as Song Yulin on the left simultaneously and unceremoniously pinched his arm.

Otherwise, if only the Seventh Prince were left, the imperial clan and court ministers would likely revolt, and Emperor Xiaohui himself was unwilling to let a Seventh Prince with half foreign blood become the heir.

Just at that moment, the blonde, frail young man with somewhat vacant eyes had a pale yet flushed face. One of his hands gripped the dagger that was halfway out of his body, while the other hand rested on her wrist.

"How come it took you so many days to come out? It must have been very exhausting, right?" Charm Dance Steps smiled broadly and said to Old Demon.

With a "pfft" sound, the cloud horse snorted a puff of hot steam from its nose, unexpectedly reached out its tongue to lick Wei Qingyun's hand, and then dashed merrily into the thicket beside the official road.

The porcelain-blue sky began to drift with snow, yet Lin Zhi, walking amidst the heavy snow, felt the chill in the air receding bit by bit.

The shogunate soldiers themselves did not know what was happening to them; facing such a human tide, their legs trembled as they slowly retreated, until finally, they even heard familiar accents.

On some tree branches and petals, sword marks that had already vanished could once again be perceived.

Upon receiving the message, the Gurulu prisoners of war were no longer merely excited like pumped-up roosters; instead, they let out a roar to the skies and began to act with frenzied intensity.

Zhou Can and Dou Jiang engaged in close combat within the courtyard, rolling back and forth for over forty bouts. Their fists and kicks flew back and forth with the force of roaring tigers, while the accompanying officers and soldiers frequently shouted praises and cheered for their own side.

That young man in black also channeled all his strength, pushing the cultivation technique known as "Heaven-Battling" to its absolute limit.

Because there were quite a few members of the demon race honing their skills within the Forest of Ten Thousand Demonic Beasts, the demon patrol team had no suspicions whatsoever about Luo Ping; it never crossed their minds that he was actually a human transformed by demonic arts.

Nearly 15 iron giants were battle-scarred, and about 10 iron artifacts were acquired. This pleasantly surprised me, and when I counted that there were fewer than 35 iron artifacts remaining, it drove me even wilder.

As for these three principles—equality among officers and soldiers—I cannot achieve them either. Furthermore, I must establish a righteous cause and maintain order between superiors and subordinates. However, sharing weal and woe is possible; yes, exactly this: my elite troops shall have military law, but absolutely no private punishments. Everyone is equal before military law, and officers share weal and woe with the soldiers.

The old fellow strongly disliked the bubble the young man was in. The gesture representing 'three' was also a warning to the young man to keep his promise; since three days had been agreed upon, he must not act rashly. Breaking into the divine palace while the ancient gods were absent might invite extremely severe retaliation.

"Hehe, I told you, don't waste your effort. Just wait for me!" Glancing back at Tiemu Yun, the large python turned and slithered away.

"Wrong, whose estate is it then?" Li You was rather surprised. Who among the elders of the manor did not know that he and Zhou Rong'er enjoyed an exceptionally close relationship? He genuinely could not think of anyone else who would meddle in this.

Was Wu Tianbao truly this mysterious? Peng Weihua suddenly sensed that Uncle Geng's massive involvement in this matter had reasons far more complex than he had imagined. Not daring to prattle any further, he nodded and went out.

Zhou Xifang asked no further; she knew that Jiang Zhi had set up a laboratory and that all his research topics were related to her.

To negate Wang Kai is to affirm Feng Yun. Such a statement coming from the mouth of a Chief Constable naturally carries a completely different weight. As a veteran who had fought his way through officialdom for many years, how could he not know that Feng Yun had already attained singular ingenuity.

"The fierce tiger is about to be unleashed; keeping them locked up all the time is no good either." Mu Yangren looked grimly toward the direction of New York City, where S.H.I.E.L.D., his greatest enemy in this battle, resided.

Although she said so, being excluded from it herself naturally made a difference. Having witnessed Gui Da's attitude, she had long since understood many things.

More than twenty mist-walkers were instantly torn to shreds by this boundless sword Qi. Because Xiao Yi had ducked down, he managed to avoid this terrifying sword Qi.

No longer needing to worry about that, as for those who still coveted the imperial throne, they could simply be dealt with once subdued.