Volume 1, Chapter 62: Professor Lin is in Trouble!

Though she had the darts, Su Xiaoxiao remembered that blowgun darts, much like regular bow and arrow shafts, required tail feathers or fletching, which were crucially important. Without that propulsion, the darts simply could not fly straight. The ideal material would be something firm yet pliable, and cardboard would have been perfect.

Niu Yiping simply focused on training his physical strength, explosive power, and muscle mass, which did not prevent him from occasionally slicing down any blind and wandering Hu barbarians over the years.

There were still far too few. Su Xiaoxiao gathered the darts together, realizing she really needed to go back and harvest some bamboo as soon as possible.

Vegeta panted heavily, the recent energy burst having drained an enormous amount of his stamina, causing the sky-blue divine aura around his body to fade considerably.

Without a word, he silently wiped a streak of blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes burning with the vicious glare of a venomous snake.

Clearly, He Dou had arranged for Xing to be placed here with great consideration, having her familiar friend Laplace take good care of Xing.

Yang Mo sighed, putting away his Dao Scripture Master Treasure Seal, along with any thoughts of experimenting with new methods. From now on, he would stick to the steady and proper path and stop pulling such reckless stunts.

If Lin Jiu had been on the scene right now instead of hiding away in her dormitory, she would have tacitly provided a villain-style entrance background music for this exact scene.

"Woof! Woof! Woof!" As the sisters were chatting happily, a pure white Pekingese dog without a single stray hair suddenly darted out to their feet, barking fiercely and frantically at them.

He hurriedly stopped in his tracks, bending his arms to block. The moment their forearms made contact, he felt the extraordinary, vibrating transverse force behind Ye Xiu's strike. Unable to withstand the crushing pressure of the punch, the bones in his arm snapped instantly.

I had expected Hera to immediately brand him a perverted exhibitionist and kick him away, but I was mistaken. At this moment, Hera truly resembled an angel, gently tending to the injuries of the person before her.

I immediately realized that Yiyi had already come out! Moreover, she seemed to have noticed that I had entered her room, which explained why she had rushed over in such a hurry.

"Uh..." Dongfang Tian broke out in a cold sweat, truly wondering whether he should feel fortunate or unfortunate to have such an elder sister.

In the dim room, a dark figure sat quietly cross-legged, glossy black hair resting gently on their shoulders, stirring without wind. Their hands rested flat upon their knees, facing the azure sky, trembling slightly with each serene breath.

Last night, Shaobo had taken him and "Eye" to the medical department for a check-up and then led him on a tour of the entire base. Shi Cheng had no idea who had originally given this base its name, but looking at the fully equipped facilities that lacked nothing, to be honest, the name "Hive" was truly fitting.

The divine skill Dragon Soar—what a resounding name! One had to know that Dongfang Tian was currently only at the level four warrior tier, yet he possessed the Dragon Chant, and it was the Dragon Chant that bestowed upon him the strength to defeat a dragon. All of this was the credit of the Dragon Chant.

"Big Brother, in my opinion, we should simply lead our men and go slaughter that Wang Yan!" Ouyang Feihong said eagerly.

Leng Xiaoyu glanced at Ning, saying nothing more, and instead took Jiang Xinyao's hand, walking toward the direction where Su Qian'ai had previously departed.

No matter what, staying by Meng Hui's side was exceedingly, overwhelmingly dangerous, and she had no intention of stepping into the Prime Minister's estate to court death.

Since she had already put it that bluntly, Chen Xing was hardly going to forcefully drag her back to his side. Yet, thinking of the long stretch of road ahead where a moderate distance would always separate them, a profound sense of suffocation filled his chest.

By this point, Song Ruyue had also caught on. The Situ clan surely knew that her retinue of dowry servants did not lack talent, yet they had still generously bestowed Mama Chang upon them. They had truly put a great deal of thought into this.

"Uh, then tell me how I should repay you, alright? What do you want?" Tang Ning'an exhaled a turbid breath and said, entirely devoid of temper.

"This Yun Zhongke has deep foundations and meticulous calculations. However, he is not adept at seizing the right moment. It seems he will find it difficult to win," said Zhuo Buxiu.

Almost everyone instinctively looked up, and as far as the eye could see, everything was a sheet of stark white, spread out before the crowd like a blank canvas.

She certainly couldn't push open this thousand-pound stone gate by herself, so she cleared her throat and prepared to shout.

From then on, the imperial army had a much easier time, needing only to step up their surveillance. Elated by the sweeping victory, the soldiers filled the air with laughter and mountain ballads.

Initially, Yuanling had assumed the wild grass grew to such heights due to its specific breed, but looking at it now, that did not seem to be the case at all. Something else was driving the wild grass to grow so tall.

"The Chen family has no message for you to pass along." Seeing the younger woman's recently rounded cheeks flushed pink like an apple from the warmth of the room, Lin Sixian could not resist reaching out to pinch one. Song Ruyue complied smoothly, catching his hand in a pinch of her own as she casually flirted back.

Having been exposed, the three of them had no choice but to deploy their movement techniques and rapidly descend the mountain. Once down the mountain, they could secure reinforcements, making escape much easier.

Those six individuals were also sizing up the four members of Lin Chen's group, well aware that slaying an Ice-Crystal Alligator Dragon was no simple task.

In late September of 1275 AD, the northward-advancing Mongol cavalry was ambushed by the Shi family in Kaifeng. The Mongol general Azu was killed in action, over ten thousand Mongol soldiers perished, and Azu's subordinate general Naiyan fled with the remnants toward the Hetao region in the northwest.