465: Chapter 465 Empress Yuehua, a centenarian?

It truly lives up to its national-level heritage; although the number of treasures here doesn't look like much, almost all of them are of the highest tier!

However, there is an iron rule for the items here.

That is, it only recognizes military merit, not the person.

If you want to exchange for treasures, you can only use military merit points.

Buy them with money? Not possible.

Demand them based on status? Even less so!

Unless there is an emergency need of the highest level, otherwise even Long Zhanguo himself, if he wanted to from here—

Although Zhang Mengyao had vaguely guessed it, she still couldn't believe that her mother would take the money to play mahjong.

Just as Ji Chenxing said, comparing Daliang and the modern era, the differences are vast; Daliang still has a long road of development ahead.

Or rather, as long as there is time to react, even a mortal wielding a wood-chopping knife could cleave through the spell of a Dongxuan Realm expert.

Although a portion of the elite forces were lost in the Battle of Midway, if the Army Aviation were to really scrape together their resources, they could still form an elite flight formation.

If he were to be allowed back onto the battlefield to devour souls without restraint, then no one could imagine just what level that guy would grow to.

Currently, they can use the excuse of Night attacking and killing the Third Mizukage to designate Night as a rogue ninja and take action against him.

Zhao Yu suddenly sized up his "eight-foot" tall brother, especially the outline of the large hammer that was faintly reappearing in his brother's hand.

As Liang Sheng spoke, he looked at Qi Ziyan, his eyes conveying a warning, as if admonishing Qi Ziyan not to speak out of turn.

Although the person was right there in front of her, it felt as if they hadn't met in a long time, so she walked up to her, her eyes already shimmering, and held her grandmother's hand while carefully offering her instructions.

The official distributing porridge spotted Cao Cao and his party approaching from afar and took the opportunity to raise his voice and flatter them.

At this critical juncture, Xiang Han thought of Wang Ping and Yuan Kecheng; their three families formed an offensive and defensive alliance of major grain enterprises. With Hualiang facing potential danger, Xiang Han had to seek help from his two allies, especially the forward-thinking agricultural expert, Wang Ping.

Gu Chen's angry voice rang out once more in Yan Yi's mind. By this time, her white helmet had fallen off. She tore at her hair with both hands, let out a shrill cry toward the sky, looking as if she had gone mad.

He Qingfan was somewhat reluctant to believe it; this was the burial ground of the Four Symbols Academy's old dean, so how could monsters appear here?

Before He Yaqin could utter any words of refusal, He Qingfan's hot lips pressed against hers, slowly sucking away He Yaqin's tears bit by bit, leaving nothing behind—though, perhaps, a fair amount of saliva was left instead.

At 2 PM that afternoon, Zhang Mengxi strode with elegant steps out of her father Zhang Yaoquan's hospital room, slowly descended the stairs, and made her way toward the hospital's underground parking lot.

Originally, the fact that Nangong Real Estate Group had sent both its parent company and a subsidiary to bid together had already drawn criticism from other construction firms. Now that the Musen Group was openly backing the Nangong Group subsidiary managed by Jiang Chengce, the situation had inevitably escalated, drawing even more voices of doubt.

By the Shen hour in the afternoon, Shui Hen rushed back, bringing with him the seriously injured Liao Meng, Liao Yuan, and three fellow senior sisters.

The world gradually transitioned from light to darkness. As darkness fell, a few stars appeared like candle lamps, as if ignited by something; they emitted a faint starlight—though not bright, they bloomed with their own unique brilliance and charm.

A chaotic battle, accompanied by roars, erupted in the valley. Both sides had numerous forces, forming a long front line. There were countless casualties on both sides, and for a time, it was difficult to determine the victor.

Within a dozen days, Jiang Yu's swordsmanship had grown tremendously; if he were to fight his former self, he would absolutely be able to win with ease.

"The interrogations have all been completed, and the evidence has been collected as well," Wu Nan said with a hint of pride.

"In any case, there's nothing left for me to do here, so I'm going back. What about Lance?" Ling Fengyu turned her head and asked Lancelot.