449: Chapter 449 The Northern Region, I, Mosquito Lord, will protect it!

The remnants of the human troops, under the pursuit of the alien army, kept retreating until they fell back behind the walls of the fifth defensive line.

It was only a matter of a few short minutes.

That black tide of aliens had already surged to within three thousand meters outside the Northern Heaven Pass.

In the sky, on the ground, dense and swarming, it was all aliens.

From the lowest-ranked fierce soldiers to lord-level and king-level, everything was there.

That wave formed by countless murderous auras—

Everyone gradually drew closer, instinctively turning their backs to one another—this was immense trust. A person's back cannot be guarded during battle; those to whom one can entrust their back are good comrades-in-arms who live and die together.

If they really loved their hometowns so much, why not just stay? If they are all so patriotic and love their homes, why leave? If they really cherish it so much, shouldn't they use their lives to fight the enemy and protect what they truly care about?

"Everyone changes. I will never trust Sister-in-law Huina again," Chen Xiuli said.

Damn it, she's an idiot. When she sees hot pot, she forgets everything, even her husband.

Whether in court or in his personal conduct, Jun Mu did things flawlessly; you couldn't find many people in the entire capital who could speak ill of him. Jun Mu's withdrawal from the imperial succession was common knowledge. After the Emperor announced this to the world, Jun Mu became almost a dispensable prince, yet one that still had to be acknowledged.

The amusement park is so big; it won't be easy for them to take Qing Ning out. They might still be in the amusement park.

"Don't be shy. If everyone in the company knew, she would definitely be well taken care of when she comes to the company," Xing Xuan continued to tease.

Told to figure it out himself, he could only make noodles. Who told him that his hands only knew how to make noodles? Otherwise, making dumplings would also work.

And after Bai Wanbi, she always hid in the shadows to set up obstacles; this way, she could neutralize the intruders without causing too much trouble for the academy.

"How can you be so calm? If my mom and brother find out, they definitely won't let me off," Lin Xi said.

"I just got back yesterday. You... you're here to look for my brother, right!" After sizing her up, Baobei immediately said with a smile.

At this time, Di Long had already set up the targets and said, "Ma Sanqiang, you start the competition first."

Because he was extremely familiar with the preparation and planning of our Great Qing navy, as well as the goals and tasks for future construction, and knew the ship configurations of each naval fleet, such a person can only be used by me. Otherwise, I cannot let him survive in this world.

Aunt Yang brought her breakfast, and Su Wuyang didn't stand on ceremony. Not long after she sat down, Qin Fangbai came down, still in a suit, holding two ties, comparing them as he walked downstairs.

"Of course, kill them, then throw them into the river to feed the turtles!" Ling Yang's expression was relaxed; speaking of killing to silence someone was as casual as taking a walk in his own back garden.

She didn't know why her heart felt so blocked, so uncomfortable. She really wanted to lose her temper, really wanted to smash things, really wanted to start an argument. Clearly, she shouldn't care that much, right? Clearly, she still planned to withdraw and leave after a month, right?

"But when he called, just by the sound of his voice, he was obviously drunk." Su Wuyang briefly explained the situation to Xu Ling to handle, then turned to take a shower.

That Dominator was actually a core energy entity in this space-time. Because it sensed that Ling Yang and Tianbao were trying to break the rules of time and space here, it had to come out to intervene.

Ling Yang's body was not made of iron, after all. After a deep conversation with Jin Kai, a wave of fatigue washed over him, and unconsciously, he curled up in the comfortable sofa and fell into a deep sleep.

Could it be that he and this Director Wu had something in the past? Once Rong Xian thought of this, his gossiping heart flared up. Since Qin Fangbai arrived here, he neither drank nor chatted, just sat there smoking while facing a glass of wine, so he might as well pick a topic to entertain himself.