Chapter 61: What? A Losing Battle?

The Bundesliga matchday had arrived.

Li Luo and his teammates boarded the club bus, heading towards Gelsenkirchen.

The rivers along both sides of the road appeared slightly turbid, flowing sluggishly.

The once golden wheat fields had been completely harvested, leaving behind bare, dark brown earth. The residual stubble was capped with a thin layer of frost, glistening faintly in the morning light. A few resident birds swept past, foraging with a dazed expression.

"Did you guys watch the Champions League? Schalke 04 held Chelsea to a draw."

The most crucial part was that I discovered the spot my hand had just been kneading was actually Ye Rong's firm and sexy buttocks.

Because I truly had not expected Zheng Zhu to watch that kind of film, let alone watch it right in the office.

However, just as the two of them were about to step through that void gateway, a figure untimely blocked their path. The person was clad in soft armor; judging by the attire, they should be from the Tie family! However, Xiang Gangtian had no impression of this person, so he was clearly not one of those who had received the inheritance that time.

I walked over. Su Qiannan tilted her body slightly to the side, looking as though she wanted to avoid me. But as a working clerk, dodging a customer who had already walked right up to her was clearly not quite appropriate.

As these words fell, cold sweat could be seen continuously streaming down Nan Ge's forehead.

Hearing this, Su Qing gave Chen Xiaoran a roll of her eyes. "Hmph." Not even knowing where he was in the wrong, Su Qing became even more unhappy.

Cheng Xin pouted her lips and raised her chin as she looked at Qin Ming. Qin Ming bent down and brushed his lips against Cheng Xin's. John watched this scene from the side and immediately turned his back, feeling somewhat resentful in his heart that Qin Ming completely disregarded the existence of a single dog like himself, endlessly feeding him dog food.

Upon hearing my agreement, Ye Rong smiled, while what I failed to notice was that her smile was filled with playfulness and triumph.

"Sword Demon, you are overestimating your own capabilities!" The three peerless heavenly emperors driving the Great Dao Killing Sword all sneered.

Not having the heart to reject Fan Dalong's face, I obediently sat in the front seat and started the car. An automatic transmission car wasn't that troublesome; after driving a few circles around the driving school grounds, the people and vehicles everywhere yielded the right of way to me.

Both of them knew that continuing to entangle themselves like this had no substantial meaning unless they let go of their restraints and fought a real, all-out battle! Otherwise, it would ultimately only result in utter exhaustion. In battles of this level, it could be said that the two were evenly matched.

"Of course I'm leaving. Only a fool would stay. Don't you dare come down, or I'll scream that I'm being molested. See if I dare or not. Don't try to scare me, I've already reached the door. I'm heading back, bye-bye." Nie Wanluo hung up the phone with the triumphant pleasure of a successful escape.

The morning after the next day, Zeng Guofan signed the execution notice: as soon as the hour of Wu (noon) arrived, Zeng Guofan requested the imperial decree to behead Huang Luyao and Huang Chao. Their heads were placed in wooden basins, and special messengers were dispatched to deliver them to the militia ministers of various prefectures, states, and counties for individual inspection. Afterward, they were publicly displayed on the Hengyang city walls for three days.

Before his eyes, the face of his birth mother gradually grew clear again. Bai Yan threw his head back and drained the tea in his hand in a single gulp, the smile at the corner of his mouth deepening further, his voice as soft as a sleep-walker's murmur.

Shengbao, while in Pingyang Prefecture, had not yet finished handling the aftermath for Lin Fengxiang when Lin Fengxiang had already led his own troops down to the Linming Pass. Upon receiving the report, Shengbao rallied his troops in hot pursuit overnight. Little did he know that Lin Fengxiang did not pause for even a moment at the Linming Pass, but instead struck directly at Shenzhou, capturing it in a single battle.

Walking on the road, while everyone was deeply excited by today's bizarre encounter, Zhen Haoshuang suddenly spoke to Ye Feng, his gaze simultaneously shifting toward the rear—evidently feeling exceptionally astonished due to the strength previously revealed by the Black and White twin snakes.

Qiao Neng ate increasingly slowly, as if after this meal he would receive a verdict sentencing him to endless misery.