Volume One: Hidden Dragon in the Abyss Chapter Thirty-Five: Your Salaries and Allowances, the Grease and Fat of the People

Lü Bu reined in his horse before the pass, the tip of his Halberd of Heavenly Might pointing far toward the gate tower.

What answered Lü Bu was not Xu Huang's towering, mountain-steady figure, but the heavy pass gates swinging slowly wide open.

"Creak—screech—"

Although they recognized that the opponents were Atlanteans and ought to be considered allies, they were emotionless killers, and the world of gaming knew no allies.

"When we get back, I'll write down the steps for you. Since you're out on campaigns, you should be able to hunt wild game whenever you want, right?" Seeing him intentionally change the subject, Chi Wan naturally pressed no further.

"Whoosh!" A sound of air being pierced rang out behind Li Tianyi. Before he could dodge, Li Tianyi could only tilt his body slightly.

Phantom beasts were a race that revered the Dao of Laws. Those at the King realm already possessed their own wisdom; they clearly understood that they were born of laws, that all things in this world were born of laws, and that everything they had was a bestowed result.

"Do you really think you can defeat me? Not even ten percent of your full strength remains now." The blue-robed man narrowed his eyes.

The next morning, instead of going to school, Lin Yun came to East Sea City's most famous antique street, intending to pick up some items here.

Thus, Mu Zhufeng arranged all the matters here and secretly set off for the capital. Along the way, he kept an eye out for any trace of Chi Wan. Regrettably, until he reached the capital, he encountered no one, which clearly showed that Chi Wan had arrived long before him.

Especially at the moment when her face was pinched by the beggar, her tear-filled, glistening eyes were brimming entirely with the joy of seeing him.

The three people who had just reached the entrance suddenly stopped in their tracks, turned around, and cast unified, puzzled gazes upon Nalan Jin and Dongfang Yi.

"As long as they're good!" Li Ming assumed Yu Yan was just boasting—how could a goblin that clearly looked ordinary possibly achieve good results? Yet, he chose not to expose him.

Especially Liu迁's domineering demeanor just now—it was simply something else. Even she felt a faint flutter of panic in her heart, not knowing quite what to say.

Meilin looked at the three Venerables beside her and lowered her head shyly. For a moment, she felt both furious and mortified, glaring wide-eyed especially when she looked at Liu Qian.

Matoso's army numbered fewer than 30,000, and King Kofi was the supreme commander of this force. Without his command, no one was permitted to mobilize the troops, not even the Defense Minister Brewer.

The evolutionary martial skills the two had unleashed just now were identical, and it was obvious that the one with greater power held the advantage. From this, it could be seen that Lu Fan's combat strength far surpassed that of Xu Fu.

Under such circumstances, Ye Tian had no time for anything else and could only focus on taking good care of Su Wanbai.

Even so, Jiang Qingyun still vaguely sensed a trace of something amiss... For some unknown reason, he felt restless and ill at ease today. On the very day of his grand wedding, such emotions were bubbling up—it was truly bizarre to the extreme.

Naturally, there were also many people with unyielding backbones who would rather die than defile themselves by associating with Shi Tian, ultimately dying a tragic death on the spot and becoming food for everyone.

After all, there was no way he could openly take out those hundred catties of Immortal Force and distribute them to others, right? If he really did that, he would undoubtedly be killed by someone coveting the treasure.

Dull sounds of impact echoed ceaselessly through the valley, resembling a giant drum beaten by someone, accompanied by the furious roars of the divine ape.

Originally this had only been a conjecture, but coupled with the scene before him, the more he thought about it, the more plausible it seemed, causing his expression to darken abruptly.

Rong Sanyue's strapless dress was slipping down slightly. Just as she stepped into the cubicle to adjust it, she heard footsteps approaching from outside again.

As for this money, aside from taxation, if it could be applied to the development of aviation and outer space, it would undoubtedly be a tremendous boon for the Ministry of Science and Technology and the Space Agency. Beyond easing financial pressure, it would also invigorate domestic vitality in this sector.