Chapter 174: Shang Linjun in Turmoil

Having finished speaking, He Zheyu’s eyes welled up with a few tears of joy, his lips lingering on Mo Qinghan’s the back of the hand for a very, very long time. Only he himself knew what the feeling of recovering what was once lost was like—the roller-coaster thrill of it was something the woman lying in the hospital bed had made him experience three times over.

Lying on the hospital bed, Mo Qinghan looked at the man whose eyes were entirely filled with her, yet had suddenly thinned down significantly. Her heart twitched with an inexplicable pang, her lips parting slightly before any sound could escape.

A gentle and slightly magnetic young man's voice rang out from above, drifting into Mo Qinghan’s ears like the warm sunshine of early spring: "Girl, stop playing this game of life-and-death parting with me. I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on anymore."

Just as He Zheyu finished speaking, Mo Qinghan...

"But what's the point of enforcing radio silence!" Commander Zheng still seemed somewhat puzzled. "Doesn't radio silence mean completely losing contact with the organization? When we transfer to the municipal government and when the battle begins, we won't have any way to contact the comrades of the embryo army. How are we supposed to coordinate then?"

"We truly were transferred over from the Thirteenth Division only recently!" Hearing this, Major Li’s expression grew even more solemn, figuring that I was not someone to be trifled with, and immediately pulled out a lighter to help me light a cigarette.

It was not that Sima Qi did not want to stop Feng Ting, but he neither wanted nor dared to disrupt Bai Qi's plan. He could only watch helplessly as Feng Ting’s forces desperately fought their way out and fled. What brought Sima Qi a sliver of comfort was that Wang Ling’s massive army was still stationed below Mishan; if the Zhao army wanted to rescue Mishan, it would likely be an impossible task.

"How can we not be short of money? Transfers are becoming increasingly free, players' salaries are soaring, and everyone is crying out for a pay raise. We can't afford to buy good players, and even our own stars are making a fuss about leaving," Sherinya complained with a stomach full of grievances.

However, remorse was useless as well. As matters stood, the only thing he wanted to do was find an opportunity to escape. Yet, under Yang Tianfan’s menacing and watchful gaze, how could he possibly find a chance to escape?

Lian Yu was also utterly exhausted, summoning Ming Yanchu to step inside and assist with his washing and changing. Suxin watched with curiosity, only to see him transform back into that sovereign of the Golden Throne in an instant. When Ming Yanchu happened to use a bit too much strength on his hands, he would frown and issue a light reprimand.

"Want to leave? Leave your head behind before you go!" Seeing that Zhao Kuo had already broken out, his personal guards immediately charged in from the perimeter, attempting to execute a pincer maneuver in coordination with Zhao Kuo.

"But I was so terrified just now." Sitting down on the edge of the bed, Xiao Ruochen rested his head on Ye Xun's shoulder and whispered softly.

Yun Qingyue and Ghost Hand transformed into streaks of meteors, driving the power of their Source Mecha armor to the absolute limit.

Jiang Mu chose to attack rather than defend when his team was in a passive position. The match had only been played for thirty minutes, and if they started defending now, how could they ever win? Therefore, Jiang Mu did not alter the original intention of his pre-match tactical arrangement, continuing to use offense as a form of defense.

"Haha, Fairy Moon Goddess, I've missed you to death! Come here, let's have a loving embrace!" The lazy Taoist shamelessly lunged directly toward the Moon Goddess.

When we arrived at the cherry blossom forest, the scene there had already transformed. Red strings were hung between the trees, adorned with tassels and lanterns, making the pink blossoms clearly visible even in the dark night.

After pondering for a moment, I decided to go hunt slimes. Even without Number Two tanking for me, with my current output and agility, I could easily slaughter slimes to death.

Zhou Tao drank a cup of wine with a dark face, and the dishes were served one after another. Lin Yu had indeed removed several of them from the order.

Among them, various divine beasts were also manifested, becoming a part of that immortal domain.

Shangguan Yaohua's mind relaxed, and he involuntarily followed the momentum of his force, tumbling back into his seat with a face full of embarrassment.

Honghuang's explanation instantly stunned Han Lang, whose expression then changed drastically as he recalled the scene that had once occurred during his cultivation. It turned out that the final earthy-yellow light was actually the result of Honghuang's intervention, which filled Han Lang's heart with deep gratitude.

Seeing Han Lang’s gaze brimming with a fighting spirit, Qiu Yu was taken aback for a moment, followed by an expression of shock in his eyes as he instinctively took a step back, clearly wanting to back out.

"No, I didn't," Wu Xin said somewhat nervously, the previous embrace having sent her heart fluttering wildly.