Chapter 46: Grade-A Red, Terror in the Ancient Castle (13)

"How can you do such a thing!"

Shangguan Qi couldn't help but grab Xu Yiliu's arm. "You're destroying Eleven! You're killing him!"

"Killing him?" Xu Yiliu brushed her hand away and pointed at the heavily swollen side of a person's face. "Why don't you ask Xiao Eleven why he smashed him?"

Sheng Mo's heart was still troubled, filled with a complex mix of emotions. He turned his head away, unwilling to speak.

Shangguan Qi said in a daze, "It's not the same. He didn't die, you—"

"Kiba, attack. Neji, cover," Shikamaru made his decision instantly. Without hesitation, Kiba executed the "Dynamic Marking" and, together with Akamaru, launched a two-pronged attack on Kidomaru. Neji followed closely behind, while Shikamaru looked for a suitable distance to use his jutsu.

"I... I'm sorry for making you worry." Gaara was still unaccustomed to friendly conversations. Temari and Kankuro swept their gazes over him once more with looks usually reserved for monsters. Gaara knew they couldn't adapt to his changes overnight, so he would take it slow, but this was a good beginning.

Huan Wen said nothing, and Xi naturally wouldn't question him too much. Noticing that Huan Wen had fallen into deep thought, Xi felt a bit unsure of himself and could only rise helplessly, seemingly intending to leave so as not to disturb Huan Wen's contemplation.

Following the offensive of the fourth inning, Seido High School pressed their advantage in the fifth, claiming yet another point.

Because of this, he was well aware of just how powerful Huan Wen had been during his time in the Eastern Jin dynasty, and he was equally conscious of the fact that upon Huan Wen's death, the Huan family had rapidly declined.

Doubts continuously rippled through the million-strong army, yet not a single soldier understood the reason behind it. All they could do was keep asking, keep asking... but no one could provide an answer.

He was just about to kiss Nuonuo Yilan, with only the distance of a single fist remaining between them. Perhaps the movement of Fake Yecheng's body awakened Nuonuo Yilan; she opened her eyes and found Fake Yecheng right before her, hesitating with a shy blush.

It wasn't until Emperor Qingyuan departed from the Eastern Palace with a fury that reached the heavens that Wei Yue's legs turned to jelly, and she nearly collapsed to the ground.

Having campaigned far and wide alongside Saber, they had witnessed countless enemies and defeated all sorts of formidable foes. From the equipment, formation, and the messages conveyed in the eyes of the knights approaching them head-on, it was clear that they too were battle-hardened veterans.

Sharp spikes of earth erupted from the ground, directly striking the clone, with some spikes even piercing straight through both of them.

Zhou Ze watched their retreating figures, sighed, and turned back to look at his empty studio.

After returning home and looking at the food supplies in the refrigerator, Lu Bingbing twitched the corners of her mouth. It seemed she hadn't visited a supermarket in a very long time! It was all Lei Zi's fault for making her work overtime every day, leaving no time to eat with her. She had no idea when she had finished eating everything up.

"Let's go, we'll go buy some delicious treats and find Mom later!" Bai Hui picked up Bai Shu, placed him inside the shopping cart, and pushed him toward the dried goods and snacks section.

The Jin dynasty envoys were satisfied, but the Song dynasty's actions had undoubtedly enraged the Liao dynasty. While the Liao dynasty might not be particularly effective at fighting the Jin, dealing with a defeated opponent like the Song dynasty was not all that difficult. Upon learning that the Liao dynasty was massing a large army on the Hebei border, the Song court hastily issued an imperial decree ordering the Western Army to march to Hebei for defense.

"Perhaps! But since this portrait is enshrined here, there must be a specific purpose for it, though it's unlikely to be anything of great value." Shangguan Hao came from a wealthy and influential family, so he had a deep understanding of such devotional practices.

However, one is not afraid of opponents like gods, but rather of teammates like pigs. To be saddled with a sovereign like Yelü Yanxi, who loved giving blind commands, was truly the bad luck of a lifetime for A Liqi. Throughout the battles with the Jin dynasty, A Liqi could not be said to have lacked effort, but Yelü Yanxi always loved coming up with "brilliant strategies" that helped the Jurchens reverse unfavorable situations.

Yang Gong had always been straightforward, usually answering any questions I had, but when it came to the matter of the Ghost Festival, this was already the second time he had glossed over it vaguely.