Chapter 13101 — If Any One of the Enclosed Zones Showed No Delay Compared with the Others, but Instead Received Su Wuyin's Voice Earlier
In this way, one could follow the same pattern—subdividing that zone again, then narrowing it down step by step until Su Wuyin's exact position was pinpointed.
In theory, if their luck was bad enough, Wei Zhao and his people might have to make over fifty attempts before they could even roughly lock down the zone where the other party was hiding.
The further subdivision and pinpointing that followed would take even longer.
By any measure, this was an enormous undertaking.
But from the very... — and then he spoke.
"In Black Wind Canyon, it was you who ruined my plans and kept me from obtaining all six inheritances. Today, I will take your body and reclaim the inheritance of the Crimson Sword General."
And the very first time she laid eyes on Mu Jiu, she had fallen for this doctor—so stern and serious, yet so teasing when he spoke.
Lin Nuannuan felt that once she calmed down, she was in fact rather hard-hearted; yet the moment trouble came, she was always so hot-blooded! Lin Nuannuan shook her head. Her body swayed under Xue Mingzhu's pats, but her heart was warm through and through, her whole body at ease.
Adu had by now reached the rooftop, and from this angle it truly was suitable for shooting—but the Ultra Pistol, which had been tested and proven to possess tremendous power, fired its beam straight into the armor and had not the slightest effect.
Just as the three men in black stood at a loss, unsure what to do, a sound like rolling thunder came from the direction of the imperial palace.
This turn of events had clearly shamed the two into furious embarrassment. At once they wiped the blood from the corners of their mouths, their eyes turning fierce, and brandishing the sharp swords in their hands, they made to charge at Jun Wuji.
For a long while, nothing; only then did the guards begin leaping into the sea one after another, swimming toward the place where Ajiao had fallen.
Just as she was about to leave, Baili Xuance suddenly twisted around and seized her wrist.
In the imperial capital, those capable of such a feat could only be the Eight Great Clans and the Righteous Qi Alliance—no one else.
It was a fourth-rank poisonous centipede. Yun Chi and the others exchanged glances; all understood that this creature was the overlord of the forest's outer reaches, and that they must kill it before they could pass through.
Emperor Zhaozong of Tang required Charlotte to keep this young man with him until he had word of De Mouy. Now that De Mouy had a place to hide, he would not fail to write to him. By then he could send Orthon to deliver the reply to De Mouy; and the men he could trust as loyal and reliable would no longer be one, but two.
Lu Sihui was full of confidence. During the holiday, Li Yanhong could help arrange a shift for her—a little backdoor favor like that was still within reach.
Ban Deng saw Liao Qing out with great reluctance, and Li Yinian tentatively asked whether he might visit the Liao residence when there was time.
"Let's hear it. But there's no way I'm going anywhere near that yarn business—I haven't even married a wife yet!" Zhang Heng said.
Since that Tang Zhangwei had only been able to pacify the Peony Manor and the Tulip Manor with Bai Cunxiao's help, they naturally did everything they could to divide up great tracts of land from the Tulip Manor and the Peony Manor and give them to Bai Cunxiao.
"What is it?" the Second Elder asked in astonishment, but he still took the porcelain bottle and opened it—inside lay ten black pills.
To be safe, as he walked on, Su Yang summoned the phantom image of Demon Swallows the World.
Chang Yingying nodded and followed behind him in silence, as though a corner of her heart had been torn away, leaving an empty, aching void.
Zhao Yaozu's face flushed crimson with anger. To say such things in front of Zixu and Sihui—the humiliation did not fall on the two of them alone, but on him and Jinchen as well.
The sword in Nianxiu's hand trembled without cease. He tilted his face to one side, raised the blade, and made ready to thrust at Guo Shangxian.
And not long before, they had all watched from the flying boat, clear as day, how those cultivators who fled on their own had been run down and slaughtered one by one by the Black-Patterned Death; none of them wished to follow in those cultivators' footsteps.
Beneath the night sky, Jiangcheng City blazed with lights, prosperous beyond measure; its bustling clamor had earned it the name of the City That Never Sleeps. Pleasure boats, scenic hills, and the night-glowing pearl atop the lighthouse—all proclaimed its splendor and grandeur.