Chapter 33: Lu Feng Has Returned

"My husband is Lu Feng," Fu Xiaoxiao said softly.

"…Hiss!!!" Before the squad leader could respond, the mess hall soldiers behind him, having heard the name Lu Feng, collectively gasped.

Seeing their reaction, Fu Xiaoxiao was stunned. Was the name Lu Feng really that intimidating?

"Uh, so you're Battalion Commander Lu's wife. Yes, of course, I'll get it for you right away. Sister-in-law, would you like a rooster or a hen?" The squad leader bowed low, his manner cautious.

However, this was not a situation Nick Fury had never encountered before. When he first gathered Iron Man and Captain America to form the Avengers, these individuals naturally had their own considerations, so he did not fear Qiao Si's questioning.

It is said that on that day, the spot where the Hunter stood was packed with players. Many players, unable to squeeze in, began attacking others in frustration, leading to mass level loss for many.

But then again, as long as he could break through to the eighth stage, he would no longer face the oppression of cultivation levels. Within the same realm, relying on the immense output provided by the Lightning Arts, Le Qi dared not claim to be invincible, but entering the top twenty should not be a problem.

Qin Feng thrust his palm forward, attacking the monster in the center directly, while Mu Shuiqing provided backup from behind to ensure Qin Feng was not caught off guard.

Li Heng and Liu Alei were the loudest, but just as they finished screaming in terror, they felt their throats gripped by a hand, and then felt their bodies being gradually lifted off the ground.

The cool liquid entered his mouth, dispelling much of the sweltering heat, and Le Qi felt instantly refreshed. In his heart, he cursed what kind of hellish place this was, so stuffy and hot.

"It was Uncle who told me to go there." Li Yue was even more confused. What on earth was her father up to? She pulled Meng Ran along and walked inside.

It was only when that scream rang out from upstairs that everyone finally understood. As for exactly what they understood, that remained a mystery.

Before he could even reach into his chest, an overwhelming aura radiated from Lin Qing, causing Zhou Sanpang’s hand, which was reaching into his robe, to freeze instantly.

The incident involving Jun Fuhuan at Peach Blossom Valley was no secret in Yanjing. As members of the same first-tier sect, Hu Lu naturally knew about it, so he understood perfectly why Shen Yue was unhappy.

Outside, hundreds of Golden-Robed Hunter Saints had just landed at the array points. Before they could even form their formation, the boundless giant gate shook violently, and the ripples permeating it gradually dissipated.

Suddenly, a warrior let out a miserable shriek; his back was covered in a layer of frost, which immediately began to spread across his entire body.

"Zhu Jinnang! Zhu Jinnang! Come out!" The voice carried far into the distance, but no one answered him.

Ba Shisi understood the situation clearly; he circled back half a step and drew the foot-long short sword from his waist. At that moment, the incoming blade was already close, so he retreated further. With a swift movement, he used the short sword to seize the initiative, suppressing the opponent's long sword and executing the move "Cease the Dispute" to force the long sword violently to the right.

In the end, only the plants with tenacious vitality that could find ways to completely purge the thunder-stones from their bodies survived.

Although Zhang Yaoyang and Wang Kexin did not explicitly state their position, the fact that they were willing to follow Chu Nan was a testament to where they stood.

In the depths of her heart, Yixia silently apologized to Jiang Sheng. Although she knew it was useless, she had no other choice but to let him down.

If they could not enter in time, they would have to retreat first and wait until after the Poison Competition to find another opportunity.

When Mu Xifeng saw those ancient texts, his eyes blazed with excitement. Ever since the Celestial Clan vanished, they had left no trace, leaving Mu Xifeng with nowhere to look. Now that he had found the ancient texts of the Celestial Clan, how could the young master of the Mu family not be excited?

Crouched in Ji Siming's embrace, He Xiao felt a comfort and contentment she had never known before. Sleepiness gradually weighed down her eyelids, and her exhausted body finally succumbed, allowing her to drift into a deep slumber.