Chapter 90 The Military Base Is Completed

Lin Buwan glanced around and noticed that some of the morgue drawers nearby had never been used. A sudden inspiration struck her, and she tugged at Wei Qu.

Yet, in his flickering gaze appeared a subtle excitement, almost imperceptible, and... desire.

Zhao Zhengce’s words were blunt, leaving Xie Tianhua utterly dumbfounded, unable to speak for a long moment.

“What? How long have you had the secret manual?” Xi Sa cried out involuntarily, feeling it was impossible to believe. Yang Tian had excellent aptitude for martial arts, yet he couldn’t even get started? “Almost two years now.” As he spoke, Yang Tian twisted the hilt of the Great Que sword, removed the magic crystal at the end, and deftly extracted a sheepskin scroll from within, unfolding it on the table.

Avans decided to wait and observe. If they had any hidden moves left, then Avans could learn from them. If things turned dire, he would act immediately.

Ha, I actually managed to catch a few. I tried to blend my brainwaves into them. Sure enough, these “Winter Winds” came under my control.

Li Qingmu was no exception. Her tolerance for alcohol was already low, and under the indulgence of Emperor Jian Ning, she ended up drinking an entire pot of Jade Brew.

They were merely bystanders. Whether they saw this emotion more clearly than those directly involved or not, in the end, they weren’t the ones to make the decision.

The elders finally changed color all at once. A few with more volatile tempers couldn’t help but shout, “What? That’s impossible!” Immediately, they realized their words were inappropriate and fell silent. It wasn’t that they didn’t believe in Invincible, only that it was hard to accept such a terrible loss all at once.

Xiao Han’s attitude was humble, but it didn’t mean he would show weakness in this matter. He had used the toughest methods, so why care about mere appearances? That was his thinking. As for Liu Jiangsong, he could use this opportunity to step down gracefully.

In the nineteenth year of Shiyuan, on the fifth day of the second month, Jin Ronghua celebrated her nineteenth birthday. That night, Jin Ronghua raised a gleaming dagger over the sleeping Emperor Shiyuan.

When he crashed onto the ground, he let out a furious roar, opened his mouth, and spat out countless teeth along with saliva tinged with blood.

The white crane, which had been circling in the air, suddenly flew toward Su Dingquan. But before it reached him, a blade light over thirty feet long shot out from the enemy ranks, instantly cleaving the crane in two!

The clan matron’s face was tense, but Ling Yan gently patted her back and smiled faintly, signaling that everything would be fine.

Within the gazes surrounding them was awe, mixed with a touch of curiosity. They longed to know who this young man with such formidable skills truly was, and how he had come to possess them.

Jiang Mu wanted to say something more, but suddenly realized repeating himself was pointless. He abandoned futile words, reached out, and embraced Shehlinga, pinning her to the sofa. Jiang Mu decided to conquer Shehlinga again with action.

The greenhouse was vast, constructed of opaque materials, yet it could not block Long Fei’s spiritual sense.

With a single stride, Ling Yan arrived steadily outside the cave residence, wearing a warm smile as he walked toward Yunlong and Caifeng.

Below, the peerless experts stared in horror at the thick, roiling clouds in the sky, recalling an ancient legend.

Though the news on this channel was always dry and repetitive day after day, the rules were clear: citizens below grade B had restricted access to information.

In the end, their excessive arrogance and domineering ways led to the complete downfall of the Wuhe Gang!