Chapter 98: Li Feng!

Urban Dragon King: War God Jun Sheng on the Road 1242 words 2026-03-20 13:05:28

Opening the door, he found a woman of mature charm seated behind the desk.

When the young waitress came in, she lifted her eyes and asked, “How did it go?”

The young waitress said with a smile, “President Li, just now when I went to approach Mr. Chen Fan...”

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Su Huagu studied the old woman carefully. She thought the old woman was a little eccentric and full of strange mutterings, but she still called Old Lady Su over.

“No need. These are just right,” Luo Ke said with a long breath. No matter how they changed things around, it was always the same. It was not that the dishes did not suit his taste, but that the person eating with him... was somewhat hard on the eyes.

By then, an emerald defensive magic circle had already bloomed over Wu Jiu’s abdomen. The emerald radiance wrapped around the colliding swords and spells had not faded; whichever side’s skill was shattered would fall into a brief daze, and its body would be sent flying at once.

The order to charge had already been given. Most of the soldiers and adventurers had long since accepted their command and were fighting in the forest; looking around, the forces left behind were the main troops assigned to suppress Greed.

Seeing the long blade in the other man’s hand sheathed in a layer of golden light, with flashes of lightning flickering from time to time, Lin Fei knew the opponent was strengthening his attack. Of course he would not keep letting the other side buff itself; he immediately gripped his blade and charged.

Claude, Lu Yu, and the others had all returned to the Yu’an vessel, waiting for the arrangements at Tumi Garden to be completed before heading to Tumi’s Fourth Planet at any time.

The more indifferent his attitude was, the more Liu Xing’er felt an itch in her heart, and the less she could bear it; in the end, she dragged him back to the room upstairs in the west wing.

As Qi Jin spoke, he kissed the exposed skin at my neck and shoulder. I hurried to pull the quilt over myself and dodge away, but unexpectedly he caught my hand.

But whatever the case, since the young master wanted to do it, he naturally could not say anything. He certainly could not stop him; that would probably get him beaten to death by the young master.

Ye Chen leaped over, his eyes narrowing slightly as a sharp gleam flashed through them. He set the Fire-Horned Lizard’s physique to three times his own; combined with its body structure, its defense was extremely formidable, amounting to a defensive power five times greater than Ye Chen’s.

This piece tells of Xiang Yu, the Overlord of Western Chu, trapped at Gaixia, surrounded on all sides by Liu Bang’s army in a perfect encirclement, hearing the songs of Chu from every direction in his great tent. His beauty, Yu Ji, danced with a sword and, when the song ended, took her own life. King Xiang broke out from Jiming Mountain, fought another great battle at Jiuli Mountain, and in the end, unable to bear the shame of returning to Jiangdong, drew his sword and killed himself by the Wu River.

Mi Wu also saw the phone signal disappear on the third floor. She tested it and found that neither the radio nor the network cable could connect. She immediately lowered the iron gates and windows, then lit a candle. This was a wise precaution; the other side would surely destroy the power supply system.

A burst of biting cold shot out from the ice dragon’s head and spread abruptly in all directions.

“Protect His Majesty the King! Protect His Majesty the King!” Tens of thousands of Viking warriors tensed at once. Though their eyes were filled with fear, they were still among the most loyal soldiers in the Viking kingdom, and they all stood in Gao Jianfei’s way with the Polar Bear army, not retreating even a single step.

In late July, when the situation outside had largely been settled, the Liao people inside Zhongjing also received news brought in by the villagers outside the city, and learned that the Song army had not carried out any slaughter to the last man, which put them much more at ease.

If they still did nothing in the time ahead, then in the end they would surely be driven into a dead end! Was there any way to tell who the ghost was? What on earth could they do?

Waves of coldness surged toward them, one after another, as though they came from the breath of a devil, even carrying some other, darker meaning that made the skin crawl.

Although the idea of aliens had long existed for other people on Earth, actually seeing a real alien so abruptly was enough to terrify them senseless, even leave them unable to bear it.