Doomsday: I was reverse-raped by the mature woman next door at the start of the game.

Chapter 108 Song Yufei Evolves Again!

Xu Muqing breathed a sigh of relief as she watched the Mi-26 helicopter slowly fly away into the distance.

Her expression remained aloof, but her eyes revealed a gentleness.

"Master, is this alright? If you need secrecy, I will have the special forces soldiers keep it strictly confidential."

Lin Yuan's deep eyes met Xu Muqing's, and Xu Muqing's heart fluttered, her cheeks involuntarily turning red.

"No need, it's fine as long as they leave. We won't be staying here for long anyway."

Xu Muqing can keep the team under control for a while, but not forever, especially considering those who are fortunate enough to be...

"Brother doesn't know how to cherish himself at all..." Qiu Feng said with heartache. Seeing Qiu Feng's sad expression, I was also very sad. I didn't want to have a broken bone, but unfortunately, I offended someone I couldn't afford to offend, so there was nothing I could do.

Looking at the pursuers behind me, I felt powerless. I could fight two or three at once, but fighting seventy? Forget it, I don't have that much defense and attack power. Besides, I can clearly see that Fengyun Tianxia's armor is a set, so I can't go head-to-head with him.

Of course, it wasn't Jiang Qi's domineering aura that frightened the guards; the reason was that the carriage next to him belonged to the great Confucian scholar Cai Yong. As a court official and a close advisor to the emperor, Cai Yong naturally had the right to enter through the central gate.

Their front-line soldiers were instantly killed by this burly man who appeared out of nowhere. The huge enclosed space panicked the mages, archers, and priests inside, who scrambled to retreat, fearing that the man shouting in front of them would shatter them at any moment.

Touching the familiar ward environment, Xia Yenuo sighed, "Finally, we don't have to face these things anymore."

Bian Long still feels a sense of unreality from these days of reunion and time together. When he saw his mother again, he thought he would be overwhelmed with emotion and even shed tears, but in reality, he only called out "Mom".

Just as he struck Long Chen, Jiang Sanmin felt as if he had hit a hard boulder. Then he felt a sharp pain in his hands, but he never expected that both of his hands would be severed like that.

After this campaign against Dong Zhuo, if Murong Chen had been able to continue his campaigns in one fell swoop, he could have defeated the various warlords who were preparing to attack him one by one before they could even gather, and he could have even finished dealing with them before the autumn harvest.

She couldn't remember anything that happened after that. When she regained consciousness, she was sitting on a bench in front of the hospital operating room.

"Why?" Immortal Venerable Jinhao asked coldly. The demonic cultivators had reappeared, and he did not want his two disciples to leave the sect at this time.

Feng Qingyang didn't have much feeling about getting married at first, but when he put on that bright red wedding dress, his heart couldn't help but feel nervous.

But Cheese could still sense a certain feeling of melancholy and confusion from it, probably because Poffice suddenly realized that the so-called outside world and the city in her memory were no longer the same.

Wen Chan smiled at Shen Xi and said, "Please sit down. Standing is tiring." A maid then brought over an embroidered stool.

Li Xiangru nodded and said in a hoarse voice, "You don't have to tell me. However, I will tell Master and Uncle-Master everything you did today when we return to Wudang." With that, he turned to leave.

"Mom, maybe the birthmark on the sole of his foot really did disappear on its own," Gu Wenrou comforted him, her face pale.

Ye Zhi didn't know how many people came, but she figured it wouldn't be many. For example, Lian Caiyue and Lian Xing'er wouldn't have come in the rain.

Master Liao pondered to himself, wondering who this person was who could actually get Young Master Qi to come to their house to put pressure on them.

The man had short, neat silver hair, and his jet-black pupils gleamed with a faint grey light. Half of his face was covered by a black mask, revealing only his eyes and silver hair. He was dressed in a simple, unadorned black combat suit, yet it exuded a sharp and capable aura.