Chapter 13105 — Do Not Write
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Su Wuyin was seized with panic and hastened to beg for mercy: "Don't write it! Please, don't write it! I was wrong! I truly know I was wrong! Have mercy, both of you, and spare me this once!"
Wei Zhao and Jin Buhuan exchanged a glance, their faces alight with amusement. "And that is what you call knowing you were wrong?"
Su Wuyin said in desperate haste: "I truly know I was wrong! I swear by the Way of Heaven—from this day forth, I shall follow Lord Wei Zhao and none other!"
"Where Lord Wei Zhao bids me go east, this humble one would not dare go west!"
"So long as you spare this humble one's life..."
He agonized for a while: I'm such a noob at Crocodile—what if people flame me? Oh no, what if the comments are nothing but people flaming me?
The key to victory, it seemed, rested on Zhang Liao's three thousand elite cavalry—troops of whose numbers we knew, but whose whereabouts the enemy did not. But were they truly up to the task?
"Thank you, Uncle. I'll do my best this time—I won't lose to Lu Zheng!" Liu Dongliang said excitedly.
"Um... can we really leave? Without having to pay anything?" Pan Lei fell silent for a moment, then asked in a low voice, his lips trembling slightly.
"Very well, Mr. He, please wait a moment." The instructor beckoned and summoned one of the dojo's temporary instructors. "Go and inform... never mind, I'll go myself. You see to this Mr. He for me."
Of course, this was merely Zhu Yuanzhang's first tentative attempt, for he had no prior experience or lessons to draw upon in this regard.
"The matter ought to be kept secret—they most likely know nothing of it, or the master would surely have told me in the past. Still, I think it best that you keep it to yourself for the time being," the Divine Lord said after a moment's thought.
At these words, though he was utterly in the dark, the Carving King obeyed Ye Tian's command to the letter and at once began to bank in flight.
This was also why the Yuan court's generals had chosen to besiege Haozhou City rather than storm and take it—because they truly lacked the strength to do so.
Diamond Five's big mouth had clearly gained the ability to kite and attack, his movements reasonably smooth; but the troll's movement speed could fully keep pace with the big mouth, so there was no question of being outplayed.
Hearing this brainless young master, who had not even grasped the cause of the matter, demand that she apologize to a maidservant.
Yet not one dared bar their path; they either shrank far away or bowed their heads in salute.
A fierce sun hung in the sky, its blinding rays pouring down, much of it blocked by the dense foliage, so that only through the gaps between branch and twig did scattered flecks of starlight filter through.
Of course, this was merely the choice of some; many cultivators still kept the habit of eating—first, to replenish energy and keep themselves at peak condition at all times, and second, naturally, for the pleasures of the palate.
It was just when He Jiayun was eight months pregnant that Lin Yue's good brother, Mo Sang, sent word by voice transmission of the Returning Spirit Herb.
For such things had happened countless times during the unending millennium of slaughter between Indra and the Asuras.
Judging from the somewhat ugly expression Uchiha Madara wore now, Sasuke's verbal assault had clearly had its effect.
Xia Yuan's eyes were as hollow as ever, except that he bent slightly at the waist, the movements of his hands stiff.
Evolution was in essence the evolution of life; for all that Xue Mei looked radiant and glamorous now, in truth she had only half a life left in her—it was merely the traits of the blood clan that made her seem otherwise unaffected.
Learning that the boy carried a ring woven from the Counter-Fate Vine, Fan Siran was instantly invigorated and ordered A Hai to pursue the boy.