Chapter 39: Poisoned

Master Returns: Invincible After Leaving the Mountain The pig who loves to eat wontons 1265 words 2026-02-09 12:53:30

As soon as Wang Hu saw these people, he immediately said, “Big brother, these are the men of the Lord of Beihai. It seems they never intended to let us leave here alive.” Just as Qin Yu was preparing to fight, shouts and cries of battle erupted from behind those men. Seizing the chaos, Qin Yu led Wang Hu out of the encirclement. However, as soon as they broke free, Wang Hu collapsed onto the ground, his face...

He Ying turned her gaze outside. The light filtering through the gauze window was exceedingly dim, clearly indicating that dawn had only just broken, and it was still very early.

Huangfu Dingtao’s eyes narrowed slightly. He was certain that the two men before him were not from the Huangfu family—nor were they even distant relatives. Why had they suddenly appeared, throwing themselves into the fray?

“You there! Can’t you speak properly? Get out! I don’t need your help!” Nangong Douling, wielding a kitchen knife, drove him away.

Qianxia felt a pang of frustration, yet there was nothing she could do. She couldn’t even sort out her own affairs; whom could she possibly rely on?

“Attack!” This time, Kola said nothing more, but issued the command directly. With Kola’s order, the entire battlefield’s situation was projected into the combat command room inside the warship.

Not only him, but the others also raised their heads, all gazing in the same direction, each showing expressions of disbelief.

Compared to their outstanding talent in forging, their skills in winemaking were utterly lacking. Still, given their low intelligence, heavens, one could almost forgive their poor craftsmanship. Besides, with their taste, distinguishing good from bad wine was a challenge far beyond their capabilities.

Ye Dong could not imagine what could possibly worry Shi Minggang so deeply.

Hong Gu hurriedly replied, “Yes, Your Majesty. Thank you.” With that, she withdrew slowly. She kept her head lowered, her expression unreadable. From the way she walked, there was no sign of unease.

Upon leaving the flight passage, each section had its own speed restrictions. Don’t think that traffic police exist only on Earth; they are present here as well, and the surveillance here is far more extreme than anything on Earth.

Liu Cuilian and her companions remembered Guan Jinlin’s instructions: all hid short guns and knives beneath their civilian clothes. Being soldiers, it was their professional habit to sleep with one eye open.

The three of them rushed toward the house, and as they reached the doorway, a rope net suddenly dropped from the eaves, trapping them firmly inside.

The Demon Lord of Yuanyang’s pained expression suddenly froze, and the pupils of his blood-red eyes went slack. Yet, at the corner of his mouth, a barely perceptible smile appeared. His body slumped, and he died.

Ye Chen’s death was particularly tragic. His eyes remained wide open, staring at them, so chilling it sent shivers down the spines of the holy kings—cold sweat seeped from their backs.

I cannot promise anything to Shen Yanping or Sister Mei; even the mysterious creature underground, I might never tell them about.

That day, I searched for him for a long time and could not find him. Though most of the animals in this region knew this unusual child and dared not provoke him, I still felt uneasy. He had spoken for days about wanting me to take him boating at the seaside, so I quickened my steps and searched along the island’s shore.

The fish had already taken the bait, yet Su Qinghan said nothing more, hands in his pockets, as if merely toying with Su Rannan’s curiosity.

Without any gains, her fierce tactics seemed not to have achieved the expected results.

Her earlier words had been casual, merely probing, but what puzzled her was why Yin Rou acted this way.

Likewise, the appearance of Europe’s leaders in the live broadcast stirred the entire continent’s populace, filling them with fervor.

A century ago, after the Three Great Primordial Gods were sealed, information about them was suppressed to prevent panic. Those who knew of the Three Great Primordial Gods could be counted on one hand worldwide.