Chapter 252: Practical Combat Again

Li Changan smiled faintly, looking at his teammates with a touch of gratification in his eyes.

Han Ruoxi, Shen Qiuyue, Sun Yang, and Bai Lin all displayed weary smiles as well.

"Let's go, back to the base!" Li Changan said softly, leading his teammates on the return journey.

Time flew by, and half a month passed in a flash.

Li Changan sat by the edge of the base's training ground, staring at the squad training in the distance.

They had been settled in their garrison for a few days,

She was furious—furious that the doctor had broken his original promise, furious that he had returned so late, and furious that when she was at her most helpless, he was not by her side.

Whether it be your living parents and elders, your wives, concubines, children, and grandchildren, or your close friends, bitter enemies, and strangers, all of this will have absolutely nothing to do with you after your death.

The air did not ripple in the slightest, and silently, a purple-clad beauty no less stunning than Yaoyue appeared before the stone gate, clad in purple clothing, purple hair, and purple shoes; the all-encompassing purple did not seem monotonous, but was like a streak of purple light at the first rising of the morning sun, dazzling yet not extravagant, destined to draw everyone's gaze the very moment she appeared.

Wu Chengsi raised his hand with a smile to bid him rise, though his heart was filled with pride; in antiquity, a thousand pieces of gold were spent to buy a horse's skeleton, and his actions today would surely win the hearts of the people as well.

Xuanyuan felt both astonished and helpless, and originally intended to ask for clarification, but this sudden agitation inadvertently aggravated his back, causing a searing pain to instantly surge through his entire body, while his ears buzzed loudly! He had no choice but to follow Zheng Guozhong's words and remain lying on the bed.

"Did I permit you to ask a question?" Just as Shuang Mantian's left arm was seen being shredded by the sword qi that suddenly erupted from his left hand, his left arm flew off horizontally, and yet, bizarrely, not a single drop of blood could be seen flowing from the wound at that moment.

The headless corpse looked as though it was about to collide, but in flagrant defiance of normality, its upper body leaned backward until its front chest and buttocks were forced into the same plane, bounding toward the window like a spring.

Lei Ming felt a bit awkward as he broke free from He Yu's hands, sneering at Shi Weirui, "You see that, don't you? We are acquaintances, but you refused to believe it. Now it's proven." He was intent on reclaiming his dignity to find some balance in his heart.

Manipulating souls was tedious and complex, by no means a task to be accomplished in a single day, involving various disciplines such as tattooing, branding, ghost-raising, soul-snatching, spirit-coercion, amulet-stabbing, and seal-engraving; even with two excellent teachers, success was only possible through diligent study and hard practice, making it an exceptionally arduous task for someone as lazy as Lei Ming this time.

Under such a system, if the ruler of a nation was not wise enough, like Long Batian, then no matter how clever or intelligent Jiang Ling and Ouyang Wenqing might be, it would all be to no avail.

The shock that dream brought me back then was simply too intense, so I took an easel and painted the dreamscape, which Gu Xi saw just as it was finished. We even discussed it at the time, and only later when the truth arrived did I realize in an epiphany that the dream was actually warning me, though tragically I ignored it, and Gu Xi cleverly deflected it as well.

To even lose interest in going out to play, such a Lu Pan was truly a rare sight, and Lin Jiajia knew the reason the moment she thought about it—she still hadn't made up with Di Gang, and Father Lu probably hadn't relented either.

No matter how many thousands of tangled threads of mutual assistance existed between Liang Xia and the Yu family, it was built upon the communication between her mother and herself, and had nothing to do with him.

As for the others, including Tong Ying, they must have already drunk a cup of Golden Snake Wine upon arriving here.

For this engagement banquet, she and Yu Xiubai had taken every possible precaution, yet they never anticipated that Xiang Zetian would come to cause trouble at the very last step.

Was this even something she could bring herself to bite down on? She let go of his hand resentfully, looking at the teeth marks on the web of his thumb, as a tinge of heartache and guilt flashed through her heart.

After receiving my permission, Zhang Yang walked back to his original position, greeted his junior brothers and sisters, and began to make his preparations.