Chapter 388: Where Is Lin Yuan?

"Li Chang'an, calm down!"

Liu Na's voice, laced with urgency, crackled through the communicator.

"I've already contacted the Warband Alliance; they'll handle it.

You guys pull back first!"

"The Warband Alliance?"

Li Chang'an's brow furrowed deep.

"Yes, it's the best option we have right now."

Liu Na's tone carried absolute certainty.

"Trust me, the Warband Alliance will see that justice is served."

Sun Ce looked down to find an arrow embedded just an inch below his left shoulder, piercing straight through the bone as blood pooled and flowed continuously.

Liu Bei kept his eyes fixed on the opposite end of the plank road, a sheer, straight path with few twists and turns suspended over a yawning abyss. Such terrain was the very definition of a strategic choke point where one man could hold off ten thousand.

What manner of terrifying power was this? Given time to grow and mature, how unimaginable would her destructive capability become?

"Isn't he just hoodwinking those daimyo into agreeing to form a federation?" Mei Terumi said with a laugh, though her eyes betrayed a sudden gravity.

It seemed the Mu family had always blamed her father for Mu Rongzhao's death. Di Moyun felt a faint, sighing melancholy stir in her heart.

Ming Zihua found it utterly baffling—what right did he have to stand there and condemn her errors? Was he Lu Qingzhi's good buddy? Or Lan Ling'er's ex-boyfriend?

Bailing abstractly caressed the armrest of her chair with her palm; thus, the mystery of why Long Junze had taken no grand action despite the beast race suffering so heavily at the hands of humans over the years finally found a reasonable explanation.

"Are you saying Sikong Xuanlang and Sikong Dongluo have conspired together?!" Sikong Feiyi demanded, his face contorted into something resembling a ghost.

"Is that the reason he wants me dead so badly?" Xing Lai asked with a sigh, showing little anger at this moment, though an air of plaintive sorrow was palpable.

Therefore, recalling all of this, Yue Bai abandoned the notion of branding the fat man a traitor; however, after ruling him out, Yue Bai began to ponder anew just who had disclosed the matter to Xu Li.

Gaia felt the current onslaught was sufficient and prepared to draw back to unleash a finishing blow upon Gaixieke, but Gaia underestimated the beast's capability; the moment the assault ceased, Gaixieke's massive tail struck Gaia heavily, sending him flying through the air.

Regrettably, their household possessed no such wealth; items worth ten or twenty thousand yuan could only be fantasized about, for in reality, they could not even scrape together ten or twenty yuan.

I listened in open-mouthed astonishment; that truly was ruthless enough. It meant that if Li He earned a million, he had to donate seven hundred thousand to poor children; if it were me, I might manage it once or twice, but repeatedly would break my heart, let alone making it a permanent practice.

Fu Hongxue could not help but ask again: "If the killer was not him, then for whose sake did Ding Lingzhong commit murder to silence the witness?" Ye Kai did not answer, but suddenly turned his head to glare at the staircase landing.

In the eyes of the Chinese people back then, the entire Western world, especially America, was quite simply a land paved with gold, a glittering brilliance that blinded their eyes and left them restless with the urge to go abroad and strike it rich.

The deep, chilling severity hidden between his brows struck fear into her. The mall was currently open and the evening rush hour was peaking; if things turned ugly and escalated, Shi Run worried he might face unnecessary trouble.

Among them, the Flying Bear Army was a willpower-bound legion that had awakened unconsciously when Dong Zhuo was pushed to the brink during a similar siege warfare; besides this, the Western Liang Army had actually always maintained an extremely brutal yet highly effective method.

The way this girl cried bore a striking resemblance to Yu Xuan, prompting a sudden wave of self-loathing within him as the urge to take her into his arms overtook him.

The first soul skill—Thousand Miles of Malevolent Yin: This ghost possesses exceptionally powerful resentment and yin energy; once unleashed, it enhances the perception of the yin body within one minute. The speed of all perceived objects will slow down twofold, effective only when fused by order of the sinister.