Volume One, Chapter 36: The Beginner’s Arrow Tower

Furthermore, there is the saying, "The bird that sticks its head out gets shot." Once he truly breaches Youhun Pass, he will inevitably become the most critical enemy of the entire Great Shang. By then, let alone seeking revenge, even holding onto the family legacy left by his ancestors would be a problem.

"Is Master just going to watch all this happen?" Yang Tianzuo’s voice was filled with irrepressible anger.

Agriculture is the field with the broadest coverage and the most comprehensive curriculum. Many students present are majoring in agriculture.

After instructing the waiter, a loud roar of a car engine sounded outside the door, and a beam of intense headlights swept across the window.

If anyone were to report them, the fate of these guards would be easy to imagine. No wonder they drank in secret; after all, besides the guards, the stud farm had servants specifically tasked with caring for the horses. Human hearts are unpredictable, and who knew if someone might curry favor with the Viscount by quietly snitching.

Ever since he was traded by the Chicago Bulls, Rose had been trying to forget this place. However, some things can never be forgotten in a lifetime.

But! Some said the Eldest Aunt was still alive. Although he knew in his heart this was a scam—that his godfather's enemies were deceiving him and wanted his life—what was there to fear in death? And if there were fear, so what?

Ye Dong was still a young graduate. He had some fighting spirit, but his self-confidence was not very strong. Generally, people like him, even if they entered an agricultural research institute, would only be doing odd jobs for the first few years. Being in charge of an independent project, even with Professor Li's support, made him feel flustered.

However, the bald man was extremely surprised when General Ye exposed his identity. Despite his surprise, he still maintained an air of superiority, as if he believed we were no match for him.

"What, you dare to block my way?" Zhang Tianyang leaned his burly frame forward, and his scarred face immediately turned ferocious, exuding the attitude of someone who owned these streets and dared anyone to do anything about it.

As he frowned, intending to grab her body, a palm instantly seized Yang Tian's arm.

He was a man of his word; he pressed his hand on the close button and didn't let go, watching her sideways.

Before leaving the room, I listened for movement in the corridor, and only after confirming no one was there did I open the door.

Long Tian really wanted to go up and kick this man twice. With such poor taste, what kind of man was he? Even if others were impolite, one shouldn't lack class just like them.

Looking at the three Black Pole Worms now inside his body, Long Tian let out a bitter laugh. It seemed that if he didn't get them out, they would make a home in his body! But what method should he use to remove them?

I knew Xiao Rou was thoroughly enraged. If Third Master Zhang didn't act, we would all be wiped out.

Zhao Xin was always so blunt. After entering, she maintained her high-and-mighty attitude and then sat straight onto my bed.

"But at this rate, it will take months," Bai Ze whispered, frowning as he saw the wound on her chest was struggling to heal.

Ling Feng carefully observed the distribution of personnel on the battlefield and made bold conjectures combined with the sniper’s intentions.

As for the current trainee contract, even if it wasn't fulfilled, it was at most a matter of one billion won. If it really came to that, with the facade torn down and legal proceedings initiated, it might not even cost that much.

Naturally, they also became Tang San's capable right-hand men, handling some of the less reputable affairs.

"I just can't stand it; some people are just showing off!" My deskmate is a boy. He said this with a look of helplessness and grievance, while I laughed and said, "Then please tell us about it!" He listened very seriously. "You know what? Number 2 doesn't admit his mistakes at all."

Suddenly, his vision blurred, and all the teacups along with their saucers were swept to the floor with a clatter.

"Then I'll get straight to the point." Liu Guang took an evidence bag from his pocket, which contained a set of photos.

Not to mention that Nangong Cheng booked a quarter's worth of orders in one go, the plots of land he held were enough to make anyone green with envy.

This wasn't particularly powerful for the current Shuhu, but compared to the original work, it was a terrifying, apocalyptic disaster.

But Tang Wanqing was immersed in the excitement of their long-awaited reunion and didn't notice his silence at all, continuing to talk to herself.

After saying this, he completely ignored Wang Yiyan and Hu Feifei. After a word to Mo Ziqing, he left the antique street.

Items such as martial arts techniques below the Heaven-grade or those of low rank did not appear on the list.

Of course, after Ji Feng's professional rank reached level thirty, it was only equivalent to the full combat power of a weak deity.

"That, that is the fire of the Suiren clan!" Someone shouted, and those gods revealed extreme greed before all launching attacks in that direction.

Suddenly, a shrill roar came from behind Qin Song. He turned back and saw the young man who had been struggling to crawl up.

The crisp sound of cracking caused the light shield, which had concentrated all the power of the Holy See, to disintegrate instantly like an eggshell, and the pale energy fragments turned into a sky full of light rain, dissipating into the air.

"You are from the Embroidered Uniform Guard, why are you telling me this? The boss is coming, it's over," Wu Yinqin said, alert and surprised.

The highly compressed dark energy exploded directly above the heads of the murloc monsters gathering on the distant riverbank, shattering the bodies of more than half of them.

He had long sensed it; a great enemy had arrived. A terrifying aura that ordinary people could not detect was approaching, making even his hair stand on end.

Ji Feng nodded and waved his hand. The Gate of Dawn behind him bloomed with materialized light. To the legendary mages, it looked as if Ji Feng had simply waved his hand, a beam of light appeared out of thin air, and countless figures walked out from it one after another.

Looking at this city, Qin Yu felt an indescribable desolation in his heart. At the first glance, it felt like such an ancient, ancient city, seemingly from the distant, distant primordial past—a city older than any fossil in the world.