All Heavens: Sharing Talents with Countless Mes

“Such a person cannot be unknown, nor can he die in peace. Did you kill him?” Chu Yang’s eyes were sharp and somewhat aggressive.

Qinglian Tiandao responded, "At that time, I had not yet realized it, and was blinded by the power of Tiandao. But he wanted to subvert Tiandao, so I killed him..."

“This is also the biggest regret of my life…”

Chu Yang fell silent. These guesses were actually just made up by him, but they were obviously all correct.

Whoosh, a ball of obvious flame shot up from the container on the roof. This was their emergency means of notifying several nearby sentry posts.

"Don't you know what kind of person your brother is? If I say I didn't rob, do you believe me?" Chen Feng knew that it was useless to reason with them, so he spoke directly and bluntly.

"Don't be surprised, Brother Li! It's me!" The man dodged easily, avoiding the Feixia Sword, and spoke in a low voice.

There are still many places to observe. At the same time, the soldiers patrolling the surrounding area returned to Kino Delson.

Some looked like blood-red unicorns, some looked like a human face smiling at the world, and there were other strange shapes. Anyway, Ling Yan was mesmerized for a moment. It had been a long time since he had seen so many colorful clouds. To be precise, it had been a long time since he had taken the time to look at the sunset and the clouds painted by the sunset.

Unfortunately, nine stars represent an almost impossible difficulty. Bai Yuling still has self-knowledge. Putting aside other things, even if the nine-tailed fox is tricked here and Lan Hai is raised to the limit, without the intervention of the Dragon King's rules, it is a question whether he can barely remain undefeated within the super evolution time.

"It's not surprising that Mr. Sheng thinks so. The ten ancient clans have been in seclusion until the emperor came to the world recently, and we have reappeared." Turandot nodded and said.

I don't know how long it took, but there was a slight sound, as if a leaf fell to the ground.

Although there were rooms upstairs, they had not been renovated at all. The first floor was just enough to accommodate their class.

But even so, General Xiang Mengmo was a little anxious. If the Da Zheng Dynasty continued to kill like this, even though the Tuxishan family was powerful, they would not be able to withstand it for long.

Hearing this, everyone was thinking about the reason for this. At this time, a brother of the death warrior came in and said that Lei Ying's subordinate Wuqing was outside asking for a meeting.

In fact, what Jia Rong wanted was not the money, but a sense of justice. If the rebels were defeated, they would have to pay compensation, while the Xiliang Army was the victorious side of justice. I wonder if Yan Liang would be happy if he knew Jia Rong's thoughts.

Yang Yingqi had adjusted his mentality by then. Upon hearing this, he stepped forward and said, "Uncle Aguda, I have a good idea." His face was full of innocence, just like an ordinary thirteen-year-old child.

Duan Wei in Jingling City was also firmly suppressed and unable to move. He did not have the courage to go out of the city to fight, and it was impossible for him to abandon the city and return to Jinyang. The deaths and injuries of soldiers fleeing along the way were a loss they could not afford.

"Oh my! The old man is angry!" Kyoraku Shunsui pulled down his hat, acted as if he was scared, and grabbed Ukitake Jushiro beside him.

"My lord, three thousand men are indeed too few. It would be better to send five thousand cavalry." Zhang Zhao looked worried. In his opinion, it was the best choice for Jia Rong to stay in Chang'an.

When Chen Zhenghui heard his father's voice, his throat felt like he had swallowed a mouthful of salt water. He gurgled a few times but was unable to speak.

In the Xiliang Army, there are only two types of people who can continue to be promoted. One is those who have no ability but work diligently, and the other is those who are truly capable.

Looking at the mountain of ghost soldiers, Zhang Yinyin was overwhelmed with worries and felt pain as if a knife was cutting him. For a moment, tears fell like rain, and his vision was blurred.

After Xue Jing announced the price, Luo Yu glanced at the people in the audience and found that they were basically silent. This was not surprising. How could some casual cultivators have so many spirit stones? Even if they did, carrying such a large number of spirit stones like 7,000 spirit stones on them would probably be snatched away by others before they could go far.