Chapter 52: The Majestic Tiger

Peerless Divine Doctor Thirty-Nine Degrees of Snow 1269 words 2026-02-09 19:42:23

"No... sorry. He's just a colleague, not my boyfriend. We happened to be free today, so we went out together," Su Yanran said, lowering her head in shy embarrassment.

"Really? Are you lying to me? Tsk tsk, this handsome guy looks pretty good, doesn't he? Why not give it a try—maybe you two could date..."

However, all those rare earth mines are buried under soil 5,600 meters underwater, making extraction extremely difficult.

Chen Jin listened carefully. Thanks to the realm of thought and determination, his mental strength and memory had greatly improved, so everything Zhang Hui said was imprinted in his mind.

"Then let them sleep with their swords at their side, ready to kill," Gongsun Xun exhaled a breath of wine and spoke casually.

White Wolf, fearing Jing Hua’s anger, used the excuse of helping him “guard” during healing and dashed away without a trace. There was an intangible connection between their souls; Jing Hua sensed it nearby, so he ignored it and focused on expelling the poison with his internal energy.

Xuan Ci immediately reached out his left hand, intending to choke the “snakehead.” The green vine suddenly split into countless branches, first binding his right arm tightly, then spreading toward his chest and abdomen.

When that person saw Qin Qi return, he seemed flustered, his expression filled with terror.

“How should we deal with this one?” As the group was about to disperse, Lou Zi Bo frowned and pointed at the vacant-eyed Mi Ru.

“Mr. Lin, let’s sign the contract,” Gao Shiqing straightened her face and smiled again. She tried to look less pleased, but the smile tugged at her lips, refusing to be hidden.

Everyone below Gai Xun fell silent... Who would unify military command? The other side didn’t know, but here it was self-evident.

The hall fell into a suffocating silence. When Jing Hua spoke, he used the “Thunder Shakes Four Corners” technique; his voice wasn’t loud, but it penetrated deep into everyone’s heart.

Germany’s arms giants were developing new tanks domestically, while fierce fighting raged at the front. By year’s end, North Africa became Germany’s largest battlefield.

This eagle was originally the chicken’s mortal enemy, yet in this crisis, it actually helped the chicken. Perhaps fate truly has its own designs.

Facing a volley of arrows, Nangong Douling raised her white talisman, forming a curved barrier like a shield. Arrows thudded against the transparent wall, their tips bending and breaking, falling to the ground with a soft cascade.

Falkenhausen turned and called his bodyguard, saying, “Once the alarm is lifted, we’ll go to the CQ city center to observe the effects of the Japanese bombing. I ask General C to cooperate with us.” The last sentence was directed at CC.

Some German soldiers grew panicked, thinking they’d encountered a British ambush. Night obscured their vision, so they fired wildly. The German officer shouted, “Cease fire, cease fire!” After seven or eight shouts, the reckless shooting finally stopped as the soldiers lacked any clear target.

After they left, Jiang Xinyi dazedly washed the dishes, made up the bed in the bedroom, locked the door, and crawled into her quilt. Well-fed and content, she thought, “I can sleep now, no need to work. What a wonderful thing.”

“What treasure? What’s the use of this crap? Take it all out and smash it. Mom, give him a slap!” Nine-Cheng was scolded mercilessly, not knowing what was happening, and could only watch me lose my temper.

“The courage of the weak often comes from ignorance. And ignorance gives you far too much blind bravery!” he sneered.

Every major sect’s ancient texts record the existence of the Age of Gods, but none have ever recorded the cause of its obliteration. The true reason must be tied to the Cataclysm of Gods spoken of by Bai Sheng.

Grandpa Qu loosened his hold on Mi You Ning and placed his hand behind her knees, lifting her up and carrying her upstairs.

“Master, please examine this sword.” At his words, Qing Yao hesitated no longer and took out the Tianluo Sword given by He Shaoji, speaking softly.