"What did you say?"
Li Sheng was clearly taken aback.
At the same time.
Amid layer upon layer of Mirror Moon Sword Qi, an even more violent blaze suddenly erupted. The white-robed figure, originally trapped within, abruptly broke free and arrived before the old man in the blink of an eye.
Myriad Beasts Blazing Fire!
"Another kind of true force?"
Li Sheng frowned, surprise flickering in his pupils. Then he unleashed the Mirror Moon Sword Art with even greater ferocity, killing intent rolling sky-high like surging waves.
Shang Qi held him tighter. Ever since Luo Yichen had nearly been stabbed to death last time, she had always worried deeply. This man was the father of the child in her belly. She could not lose him.
Seeing Tian Bai covered in blood at the corners of his mouth, his face battered black and blue, Ru Xue shed tears of heartbreak.
Ye Daoxing had always called Ye Tianfeng Young Lord. Now that Raging Whale had already submitted to Ye Tianfeng, he naturally followed Ye Daoxing in addressing Ye Tianfeng as Young Lord.
There was no fear, no retreat—just like those in the medieval ages who raised their spears. Even when facing an entire enemy army standing in full battle formation alone, nothing could stop the proud cheers that burst from them as they charged.
Afterward, Spain's new prime minister—Ibarra—organized the Royal Army to begin purging and arresting the leaders of these civilian organizations and institutions. However, these harsh measures only further escalated the riots in Madrid, Spain's capital.
The moment Shang Qi opened the door, the many reporters who had long crowded outside caught sight of Luo Yichen half-reclining on the bed. They immediately began snapping photos.
Zheng Han watched Chen Peng, who was holding a large bunch of keys and trying