Volume 1, Chapter 143: Mu Feifei's Request

"Attention, all units. Before the battle begins, keep a close watch to locate enemy firing points. We must ensure that once the engagement starts, their heavy weapons are neutralized immediately," Long Yun commanded.

A month after the New Year, Tu Fengqi went into labor. Si Zhan waited anxiously outside. The Prince of War, who had previously looked down on Jing Zi'an, now seemed even more flustered than him as he listened to the waves of painful cries echoing from the delivery room.

"You lot are lucky, being able to go out and show what you're made of, while I have to stay here in the capital..." Wang Tao said with a touch of regret.

"Third Senior Uncle!" Xu Gang was extremely nervous during this trip to Hu Family Village. Although it was Xu Li who was apprenticing, was Xu Li’s master not his own grandmaster? Xu Gang did not know if this grandmaster would even welcome him.

Leng Bingshuang was certainly still furious with me and wanted to deal with me. The only reason she was being so gentle and charming now was because she wanted to learn from me how to solve those two endgame positions.

She did not know what kind of past existed between the real Feng Qingcheng and Qu Lanfeng, but one could imagine it must have been etched into their very souls.

It was precisely because of this that Sang Zhi and Kong Qing lowered their defenses and began to converse with Miss Yun.

A crimson full moon finally broke through the thick, oppressive clouds, hanging in the sky with a hazy, blood-stained glow, staring down at everything on the earth like an evil eye.

Madam Bai was in high spirits, but she was caught off guard by the bucket of cold water thrown by Bai Qianqian, and her expression naturally soured at once.

"How strange! In the middle of the night!" Li Keyong muttered to himself before returning to his post.

Luo Libie returned to the tavern and, walking through the first floor toward the backyard, wanted to see if Su Chengjun’s martial skills had improved.

A low voice made everyone pause. Mrs. Wang the Second looked toward the doorway and saw Lin Zhan pushing through the crowd and stepping into the courtyard.

At noon, Mayor Yu made an appointment to have a meal with Xu Hang, but after being toyed with by Xu Hang both overtly and covertly, he was in a foul mood. Yu Yifei could not wait to probe the Mayor for information, only to be scolded severely and told to give up on Xu Hang.

The Demon King who emerged in Yan Province likely ruled the entire demon race of the region back in his day; otherwise, he would never have dared to call himself the Demon King in that era.

The top courtesan of the Minghua Pavilion gazed at Luo Libie, unable to forget him for a long time. She wore a veil to prevent the playboys of the pavilion from seeing her true face.

In the void, Yang Qing wore a sneer as he stepped through the air, descending step by step until he finally landed on the ground.

Nangong Yunhao was not disappointed. Now that they had the bean sprout promotion, just as Miss Xu had said, they had to gradually introduce new products to keep business booming.

Murong Sha had long been doing business in the Zhejiang market and was a veteran leader there with countless followers. Later, pursued by enemies, he jumped into the sea, where he received the inheritance of an ancient sage and became a martial arts grandmaster who shook the Northern Province.

Fang Jianning walked over silently, clutching the hem of her dress with one hand and gripping the zipper with the other, slowly pulling it up.

The few clear images left in her memory were actually the back of Bo Sicheng. She was always hiding in a corner, watching his back disappear from her sight, and even when he was no longer visible, her gaze would linger far into the distance.

Now that the advertisements were out, it gave interested students time to prepare for the entrance exams. As for the academic schedule, the new semester would begin after the Lantern Festival holiday next year, and the busy harvest season for rice and wheat would be designated as the summer break, following the customs of the current agrarian society.

In short, he would handle everything at home, so Senior Brother Huan need not worry about personal matters while away; he should focus solely on military duties and assisting the Prince of Zhou.

At some unknown moment, Wu Yue suddenly flew above his opponent’s head, and the light sword in his hand pierced straight down through his back.

"Brother, just stay steady. That person is anxious; after all... next month is Grandfather’s third-year memorial." Once the third year passed, it wasn't just a matter of the Hu woman potentially being pregnant; new concubines coming to vie for favor would also be a major issue. Was it not logical for Madam Zhang to want Cao De to stand more firmly in Cao Song’s heart?

It might be a cliff. When this thought crossed her mind, she broke into a cold sweat herself.

She gave Suyi a warm hug, then pulled her inside toward the laboratory’s main data console.

They were cultivators, and the fact that something they could not obtain had been snatched by an ant from the mortal world made them feel deeply resentful.

At this moment, Luo Tianhuan also understood why the survival match gave players two objectives. Escaping was not easy, but surviving to the end was just as difficult. After all, the high-level virus progenitor, "Asura," had awakened, and if it breached the base, it would be an absolute catastrophe.

"Third Uncle, the problems with the Yangzheng Group are mounting. Do you think that as the municipal party secretary, I can just sit by and do nothing?" Zhang Jialiang spoke while trying his best to suppress his temper.

Fat Dragon grabbed a vine and climbed up. He didn't forget to pull me up after him. Once I reached the top, I was utterly stunned. The scenery before me was magnificent and vast, far beyond the power of words to describe.

If he could have kept silent, Chen Ruide certainly would not have spoken. To speak of the Second Prince meant betraying him. But Major Chen could no longer worry about that; if he didn't speak, he would die.

"Sister Ye, I'm back." Upon entering the ward, Zhong Jianping greeted Ye Xiyao before placing the bags she was carrying onto the table one by one.

The consequences were immeasurable. Could it be that your sword is far more powerful than the swords of everyone present, and that none of the geniuses here can withstand it!?