55: Chapter 55: Absorbing Turtle Blood! About to break 500 Qi and Blood!

Although the sun was blazing, this well-trained team remained completely unaffected, maintaining a strict military bearing as they marched in perfect unison.

Wang Jun had long hair that hung down, almost covering his forehead, which made him look all the more listless. He replied with a soft "Okay" before going to assist the wire rigger.

This was something they had agreed upon beforehand; Jiang Wan naturally disapproved of Yu Xiao going to the Bi family, so they had to create the facade of severing ties. Only then would Bi Yumin be more convinced that Yu Xiao truly intended to return to the Bi family.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Tian, on the other end of the line, had her mouth agape, wide enough to fit an egg in her sheer shock.

The Navy's number one master of throwing matches, suspected to be the Revolutionary Army's biggest mole—he was clearly as strong as a monster, yet he was a complete slacker, causing his entire faction to be unusually laid-back.

Thinking of how Cai Yan's father, Cai Yong, had also died during that time, and how Cai Yan herself had been unfortunately captured by the Xiongnu to serve as an entertainer, she realized that this fate was far more miserable than her own.

The child looked to be only three or four months old. It was likely that because she was exiled shortly after giving birth without having recovered, and then gave her own clothes to the child in the cold weather, she had frozen to death from illness.

She refused to believe this was the truth. While she could argue that the evidence from Dr. Qi Mingyuan previously proved nothing, what about now?

Shen Linxi's face flushed crimson. She subconsciously glanced at Zhang Jiuyue and, upon discovering he had already turned off the camera, felt her heart settle slightly.

It showed no mercy when it came time to kill pirates, making the radical faction feel that this cat was one of their own, while its refusal to harm innocent people outside of killing pirates made the conservative faction feel relieved.

In these past five years, had she, Shen Ruomei, ever feared anything? Surely, she had never feared anything at all, right?

"Changfeng wishes Uncle Li and Madam Li a lifetime of happiness together." Nangong Changfeng said, following up on Li Shiru's words.

Only then did everyone notice that the ground not far away had been broken open by some unknown external force, creating a deep pit. They immediately gathered around to peer down into it.

Gu Feifei glared at Qiu Longxuan, grabbed Luo Chong by the arm, and marched out of the council hall. Luo Chong stumbled as he was dragged along by the incredibly strong Gu Feifei, and with a helpless wave to Qiu Longxuan and Xiao Wei, he departed.

But before that, he had to withstand the counterattack of the mountain-protecting formation. The fury of this retaliation was far beyond what an ordinary person could imagine; with the spiritual power of an entire spiritual vein concentrated on a single point, how could it be weak?

The Void Clan's body-refining elder seemed to have forgotten to move; his mind still hadn't recovered. Within the red clouds, Lu Qingyun's ferocious face was filled with murderous intent. This kind of spirit was not an ordinary one, but a heaven-defying spirit, unexpectedly filled with demonic intent.

However, this blue ice block was different from the countless ice blocks sealed at the bottom of the abyss. Yet, as for exactly how they differed, Lu Qingyun could not discern it with his current level of insight.

"Are you going to take this cat back?" Although Elder Ji didn't know what the cat had said, he understood Qingqing's meaning very clearly.

Xing Haodong cast a meaningful glance at the old mobile phone in Chu Hemeng's arms, frowned, and immediately instructed He Lu to find a way to delay the arrival of the public security personnel at all costs. He Lu was puzzled and looked at the dirty garment on Chu Hemeng's lap; could there be some miraculous item hidden inside that could turn the tide?

Elder Badao stared wide-eyed at the man who was stretching and yawning, shouting out in disbelief.

Murder was a crime, and, terrified, Li Kuo immediately snuck off to Ah Xiu's house to see what was actually going on.

Hong Xue's meaning was clear: the strength of this formation depended on the potency of the spiritual energy, and the source of this spiritual energy was this very formation core.

The doctor held the scalpel and shaved a bald patch on the back of Ling Moyu's head. Just as he pressed down to make the incision, the moment the scalpel touched the skin, it was sent flying away with a "bang," as if it had been struck by a coiled spring.

Chen Mei voiced her intense dissatisfaction; disheveled and wretched at this moment, she had completely lost the arrogance she possessed just a moment ago.

"Do you want to escape or not? If you do, untie this Immortal-Binding Rope for me. I was ambushed; otherwise, he never could have caught me. I'll take you out of here." I coaxed patiently.

Sweat beaded on the tip of Li Fu'an's nose from nervousness; if he accepted this item, Qi Tiansheng might suspect his identity.

The journey was smooth and unimpeded, and they soon arrived at the bandits' lair on Dabei Mountain. Qiyu and Lingxi quietly snuck inside.

She added a defensive shield of spiritual energy around herself and scooped up the Zhongming bird, which had been tugging on the corner of her clothes, in her arms.

Upon returning to Zhaixing Pavilion, Nie Wanluo went into her guest bedroom, locked the door, and collapsed onto the bed, pulling the quilt over her head. She refused to open the door regardless of how much Qiao Neng shouted outside. She needed quiet; she owed Qiao Neng too much, a debt that could never be repaid.

Only a few days after the memorial reached the capital, an imperial edict was rushed to Guangxi: Zhang Liangji was granted the rank of Second Grade and appointed as the Vice Minister of War to serve as the Acting Governor of Hunan. Zhang Liangji became the first person to escape the Guangxi fire pit.

"Alright, let's take some things back and see if they're of any use. Keeping them here is just a waste anyway. If we have to make a run for it one day, we won't be able to carry these things, and it would be a shame to destroy them." Si Xuanyi told Ye Feng to pack up a few items and bring them over to Liang Wei.

The more Chen Yi listened, the more alarmed he became. He hadn't considered these things before, but hearing Nezha's analysis, he was suddenly overcome with a sense of lingering fear.

Upon hearing Chen Yi's name again, Li Jianguo's expression turned sour, and he could only sit down awkwardly. However, the moment he sat down, his eyes lit up.

Although Feng Hao had a plethora of ready-made, high-grossing scripts, filming a movie required time; he still needed to select actors, directors, and other production personnel to form a crew. The entire cycle spanned months, if not years.

The quilt was still the one that had been put on that day—clean and fresh, carrying a unique, minty scent. Qiao Neng settled Nie Wanluo down, selected a record, and inserted it into the player. Soothing, light music immediately filled the room, helping one to relax.