Chapter Fifty-One: Turbulence in Recent Days

Jiang Wan deliberately distanced herself to avoid hitting anyone, but if Jiang Yao came closer, she wouldn’t blame herself for hitting a child.

One must not sell tea just because they’re a child—selling tea is shameful!

“Junior sister, do you have some misunderstanding about me, huh?”

Just now, Jiang Yao came over and grabbed Jiang Wan’s hand. Looking at her behavior, Jiang Wan thought it didn’t seem like something a child would do. She often let herself go, sometimes truly treating herself like a three-year-old.

How many such moments can one have in life?

The blind man turned toward Jie, then casually unleashed a heavenly sound wave that flew into the bushes, hoping to catch a lucky break and possibly catch up to the Sword Saint.

Mu Zhiqing ran to his front, silent, and threw herself into his arms, crying like a fountain of tears.

Before yesterday, his feelings for her were purely because of her beautiful body. But now? He realized he had begun to care about her feelings.

A combination of cluster grenades and Molotov cocktails, crafted under Ye Tufei’s guidance by Luo Zhonggang, resulted in six heroes of Erlang Mountain exchanging their lives for the destruction of two tanks and the escape of one.

The news was too sudden for everyone to accept easily. Even people like Gao Huaiyuan and Hua Yue hadn’t anticipated that Li Quan would escape so decisively, leaving them no chance at all.

He crouched low to dodge Yuan Chuyu’s high-speed charge but couldn’t avoid the shot she fired midair. The energy shield, already weakened, was as thin as paper against the combat skills of a level-six awakener wielding an energy gun with elemental transformation properties.

This time, the chief commanders of Jiangzhou were also summoned to Chuzhou to welcome Gao Huaiyuan’s arrival, so Gao Huaiyuan was bound to inquire about the situation regarding Jiangzhou’s military command.

But your Chaoge army is different. You are closer to the common people—you are their true heroes. Every victory your army wins means the world to the civilians, and you have never tasted defeat, always invincible.

Wei Wuji nodded and smiled without saying more. He cupped his hands and followed the stone path toward the summit of Yupo Peak.

Fernandio, who should have been at the rear guard position, was caught off guard by Chen Zihua’s diagonal pass and was behind enemy lines. When he turned to defend, it was already too late. On the same side, Hesus didn’t retreat deeply enough, forcing Compani to shift from the center to the flank to intercept De Ulofeu.

None of the Ming Cult members uttered a word. Speaking now—whether to curse the Reincarnation Sect or beg for mercy—would only put them at a disadvantage. Silence was perhaps the best response.

The third eye on his forehead began absorbing the light from the other two eyes, then a blinding laser beam shot forth from the third eye.

Although Xin Ye had already given her an antidote for the hangover, the headache from the previous night's drinking still lingered.

Of course, Luo Hebin didn’t know that Yang Qingya had a habit of sleeping naked, meaning she didn’t wear a bra in her room… which was actually fine.

Upon hearing this, the two showed a hint of awkwardness on their faces. They knew little about the solemnity of the ancestor Teng Song, and guiding cultivation was always a painful process.

It must be understood that all luxury goods are rare and precious, and jade is no exception. As a jewel, beyond craftsmanship, its greatest value lies in its quality.

Therefore, the Huang family cared deeply about Master Huang’s health, far beyond just the upper echelons of Huaxia, for it affected the entire Huang family.

On January 23rd, the Chinese Olympic team will begin an eight-day training camp in Lisbon, Portugal. Since the core of this team consists mainly of players born in 1989, domestic media have dubbed them the “89 Olympic Team.”

Although Su Ruhui had only been under Xue Zian’s tutelage for two months, she truly revered her master to the core and paid close attention to Xue Zian’s preferences, naturally reminding Ziran at every turn.