Just as Liu Kui's deputy general, Song Ping, stood there in a daze, more and more Wolf Fang soldiers gathered around the doorway, their bows and crossbows aimed at Song Ping and his more than fifty men.
"Good!" Xiao Yue finally set down his wine cup, wiped away the few drops of clear wine lingering at the corner of his mouth, nodded, and gazed ahead with deep eyes.
Zhuo Ling was twenty-five. To eighteen-year-old Zhuo Ning, he was more like an older brother—an older brother who was sunny, handsome, cool, and stylish. She did not like calling him uncle; she preferred calling him by name. She wished there were no blood relation between them. Then, she could like him.
After all, having full health always gave people a sense of security. I licked my dry lips, my fighting spirit soaring at that moment! With a low shout, I activated Blazing Slash. A blaze shot straight at Medusa.
Apparently, that laborer had been so absorbed in fighting that he had not noticed me come in at all. I gave a light cough and smiled. "Hello, may I ask if you need any help?" The laborer heard my voice.
I looked at everyone, and they all gave me encouraging looks, making me break out in a cold sweat.
In the center of the cave, a young man in somewhat dirty and tattered clothes sat cross-legged, his hair a complete mess.
"The young man I caught is very important, and he is closely connected to the threatening incident this afternoon. Captain Zhou didn't fail to tell you, did he?" Li Tianchou did not care about Liu Qiang's expression.
Although Shen Qing and Shen Qiu were brother and sister, they did not share the same mother. Moreover, Shen Qiu was usually so affected and