Chapter 358: Miss Han Still Cares About Me

Right at that moment, the sound of footsteps echoed from the entrance of the training ground.

Sun Yang turned his head and saw Han Ruoxi walking in, holding a bottle of water in her hand.

"Yo, Miss Han, here to supervise me?"

Sun Yang asked with a dry chuckle, wiping his face with a towel.

"You're overthinking it!"

Han Ruoxi tossed the water in front of him.

"I just came over to see if you were slacking off, and brought you a bottle of water while I was at it!"

"How touching!"

In all fairness, Baihe wasn't actually fat; her figure was merely plump, voluptuous and well-rounded, possessing quite a bit of charm, which was why she was so intent on becoming a bridal maid. Now, being so heavily disparaged by a man as breathtakingly beautiful as an immortal descended to earth, her face flushed red and turned pale in turns, an absolute picture of embarrassment.

Furthermore, Lu Chen already held no good impression of the Shen family to begin with. At this moment, hatred gnawed at his heart; he hadn't even settled the score regarding Commander Shen yet, and here they were, starting to make things difficult for his mother. It would be a wonder if Lu Chen didn't hate them.

Having said this, Shen Feng bowed deeply toward Shi Tianlong, Ying Wanhong, Xue Qingfeng, and Du Xiaoyao.

Presently, Miao Zeshan, a cultivator of the sixth layer of the Void Immortal realm, rolled incessantly on the ground clad in heavy "Cultivation Armor," truly wishing he were dead.

"I'm sorry, I thought you were joking, sister. I'm not even married yet, I still have my dad and mom at home, and a grandmother in her seventies. Please let me go, okay? I was wrong, truly wrong!" The man simply couldn't take it anymore; if he really died for love, it would be a massive loss.

"I saw three corpses as well! This means someone was able to take away the corpse of a Yellow-Robed Venerable right under the eyes of the eight of us without any of us noticing. Just how many people like that do you think exist in this Unique True Realm?" Wang Daozi began his serious analysis once more.

Zhang Yang was stunned upon hearing this. Was this Li Si foolish, or was he truly out of options? This agreement was given far too swiftly, wasn't it?

"Fine, fine, fine, I'll go down the well first, alright!" Xu Hong said helplessly, and as soon as he finished speaking, he leaped into the well where he had previously cultivated.

Looking back at the spot from moments ago, a thick layer of ice had already formed, showing that if Fan Tian hadn't dodged, he would probably be frozen inside by now.

With a gentle pout of his lips, four burning lips pressed together. Zhao Qian snapped her head up as if struck by an electric shock, her face blushing like a ripe apple, as adorable as could be.

Ju Yi, however, did not possess much confidence in this contest. He had not arrived in Chang'an long ago, and though the soldiers in the army had just been fully equipped, their coordination was far inferior to before. Nevertheless, this could not dampen Ju Yi's fighting spirit; if he could not succeed this time, then next time, he would achieve results that would draw everyone's gaze.

The piercing light was only temporary after all. Once her eyes adjusted to the brightness, she was finally able to see the scene before her clearly.

That familiar chime of windbells rang out once more, howling in dark resentment, yet forced to retreat back into the seal.

The two fishing hooks did proud today as well; in just a short while, they reeled in two large yellow croakers for me, quite sizable, each weighing four or five pounds.

"My deepest thanks for the Great Sage's kindness!" As if countless years had passed, the demon spirit named Duobao finally spoke with great difficulty.

Looking at the thorny threads blocked by the hanging curtain, a flash of ferocity emerged in the eyes of the Dragon King of the East Sea. Even through those nine strands of pearl curtains, one could still feel the biting chill within that ferocity.

Only after everyone had departed did Ji Meng sit back in his chair, lost in thought, and then let out a low chuckle.

Although the battle had raged for nearly two hours, the Cao army was faintly suppressed by the army of the Jin State. Near the central army, the Cao army was at an even greater disadvantage. In the eyes of ordinary soldiers, when they held the advantage in numbers, the most likely outcome was victory, even if the advantage was slight.