Chapter 70: Childhood Friends

The Loyal Family: I Am the Pillar King of Daxia Mountain Spring Farmer 1243 words 2026-03-20 13:35:46

Bang!

The Jiang Estate lay in ruins, its once-grand walls now tumbled and broken, devastation everywhere the eye could see. What had once been an imposing and magnificent manor was reduced to utter wreckage in a matter of moments by the fierce clash that had taken place.

At this moment, all those from the Long, Li, and Jiang families were staring in shock at Jiang Chen and Long Wanfeng, their faces filled with disbelief. The two of them just now...

The Lord of Ma City had learned from Ma Ning that King Ding had already reinforced the border between Ma City and King Ding’s territory. The Lord of Ma City felt a deep regret—if he had just one more day, Feng City would have been his. Reluctantly, he had to order the attack to cease and his troops to withdraw. As for what to do with Hua Langhao, he found it unbearable to hand him over to King Ding.

Then, in a fit of anger, she turned and stormed off, ignoring Talmarah’s attempts to hold her back, her face flushed with both embarrassment and frustration.

“Brother Li, wait—please tell everyone not to stay alone in a tent. It’s best if you group up, ten people at a time, so you can look out for each other,” Mu Xifeng said.

“Then... let me help you,” I offered, picking up the knife and fork and setting them in front of Huang Xin. In no time, I had cut the entire steak on the iron plate into small pieces.

With the addition of Bu Tianmu’s power over plants, the force of Mu Xifeng’s asura energy collapsed in an instant. Mu Xifeng himself was blasted hundreds of feet away by the shockwave, a thin trickle of blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.

When Zhao Hua suddenly burst in, Wang Yuyan was startled. In an instant, her face was clouded with worry, and tears silently streamed down her cheeks.

At first, the guards had taken a long time to recognize Zhou Jingyang and finally relaxed. Lord Chen’s men were already conducting such strict checks; one could imagine how the villains were gradually tightening their control over the capital. This trip into the city was sure to be fraught with peril.

Still, it was best to look on the bright side. At least her mother had agreed to let her keep the child—that was something good, wasn’t it?

In Spain, there was a young mother whose little son had died. Heartbroken, she lay weeping at her son’s grave every day, overwhelmed by grief.

“Xia Jinyuan, you bastard!” Zhang Min could never have imagined this outcome. In a rage, she flung herself at him.

Though she hadn’t known Jin for long, Xia Rumu understood that every word Jin spoke came from the heart.

For the next while, Su Li’s gaze swept over the gathered heroes, calculating gains and losses.

Faced with this situation, Chen Mo acted as if he hadn’t heard a thing. As the people on either side of him stretched out their legs to attack, Chen Mo gave a cold laugh and suddenly pushed himself backward—what happened next was even more incredible.

“Old Xing, are you sure you didn’t change the gender on your ID card?” Ye Qianmo asked.

Naturally, the special test scheduled for that day couldn’t go ahead. Everyone’s nerves were frayed by the incident with 037, and with the killer still at large, suspicion fell on everyone. The mood was at rock bottom.

After taking the Rejuvenating Pill, the effects for Tian Zhicheng were almost immediate—not only were his internal injuries completely healed, but even the chronic strain from his farm work was gone.

He had long puzzled over why the Mu family, who had always valued family background so highly, initially refused to let Mu Shaolong marry Zhang Shuiyu—only to later agree, staging a ruse to lure her in and then force the marriage.

The two young men considered catching another animal to roast, but since they were already up the mountain, they thought it would be even better to find something different to eat, so they clamored to venture further in.

She wasn’t fooled—the two of them might show her respect on the surface, but in truth, they looked down on her.

Winning the heart of Beifeng Ruanlan was crucial, but compared to his own life, it was insignificant.

The other black foxes, seeing their chieftain side with the black fox spirit, howled furiously at Zhiqiu Yiye in the sky. They wished for nothing more than to tear Zhiqiu Yiye’s flesh and devour his soul.