Moments later, the members of both squads were teleported into the tournament's secret realm.

Wei Zhao and the others stood where they were, making no move to execute their prearranged tactics.

He Piaoliang could not help glancing at Wei Zhao. "What do we do?"

Chen Feng and Wu Guang looked just as lost.

In a situation like this, sticking to the original plan was nothing short of suicide.

But to change tactics on the fly was, again, not...

If these counted as premium medicinal herbs, then the ones in the master's spatial realm were herbs money could not buy.

In a modern hospital, a man lay in one of the VIP wards, and he looked remarkably handsome.

Deng Cheng deflated at once. He had failed to bring Commander Ji out last time and still felt guilty about it, so much so that lately he had not dared joke around with General Ji as he used to.

A Jiu heaved a long, quiet sigh, which in the cold, all the more silent outskirts of the city sounded drawn out and distant. Resigning herself somewhat to her fate, she tightened her grip on the saddle. However lonely this road, however uneasy her heart, she would walk it to the end.

Lu Jiaxin smiled and said 'thank you.' Only after pulling her hat down did she step into the ground-floor lobby of the Gu Group.

Of course he knew that Zhang Hai only dared lay hands on him because Su Ran's words had emboldened him; what he had not expected was that the man truly was not afraid of punishment and struck without the slightest hesitation.

"Jiaxin, you're back." As he spoke, Lu Chengjun yawned, with not a shred of dignity about him.

"You're the only sister I have. Are you sure you don't want to think this through?" The crowd cast them strange looks, having no idea what had happened.

If Jing Lihun, far away in the Ten Thousand Illusion Stone Realm and longing for their return, could hear what Yourong Ruo was thinking at this moment, would he wish they would never come back at all?

After taking leave of Su Yan and the others, Su Mu went straight to the most scenic courtyard district of the Su family estate.

The young man's expression suddenly turned agitated; he lifted the hand that had not been stepped on, meaning to snatch the jade away.

At those words, Liu Fan knew Cao Cao had come with ill intent—that a good man comes not, and he who comes is not good. He straightened his back. Then Liu Fan merely smiled it off, kept to his drinking, and gave Cao Cao no answer.

"This..." At the thought that his interference might put Lan Nuolaisi in danger, Bing Wote hesitated.

Seeing this, Gu Luo shook his head again and again. "If not for Qing He, I never would have found this door." He recalled how Qing He had twisted each of the two lamp niches beside them three times—the left one clockwise, the right one counterclockwise—and then, with a loud rumble, the wall had caved inward, startling them all.

This was also a warning from Li Buqi. If those scheming against him failed to read it, he would not mind making the next disturbance even bigger.

"Why didn't you tell me sooner?? I would have stopped you from joining the operation no matter what!" Zuo Lun said calmly.

And so Master Huaizhi led his disciples all the way to Grand Marshal Zuo Di's central army camp, where he learned that the Ninth General, Zuo Zhenlin, and the Tenth General, Zuo Zhenlei, were under assault by the main force of the Giant Barbarian Dragon legion—which was why he had come at once to their aid.

After a final meeting with Cao Cao and Huangfu Song and the handover of the captives and surrendered troops to the court, there was no reason for Liu Fan to linger beneath Tong Pass any longer. He ordered the army to rest one night below the pass, and the next day to march on westward and return to Liang.

Led by the four Brown Wolf King brothers, the wolf-beast demons began a house-to-house manhunt, shooting dead on the spot anyone suspicious and sparing none—their methods were exceedingly cruel. Seeing this, and to keep more people from being dragged into the slaughter, Master Huaizhi led his disciples forward to stand against them, launching a concerted attack on the four Brown Wolf King brothers.

Just as Lin Peng rubbed his hands together and was about to slide the key into that room's lock, his phone suddenly rang.

Jiangling was not only large and stoutly walled; its south gate was a combined land-and-water gate, screened all around by waterways, and there was still the threat of Huang Zhong's "Fierce Bow." Hence the general's estate, in besieging the city, had only seized the strongpoints around it and cut off its supply routes—it had not truly ringed the city tight.