Volume 1, Chapter 66: Su Wanhua Catches Them Red-Handed

Darkness obscured the moon and sky, and various weapons wrapped in a bloody, violent storm pressed directly toward his face. Chen Che could already feel the pain—a pain akin to his brain splitting and his bones shattering.

Having successfully negotiated with the two of them and seeing that they had no objections, Qin Fengyi finally informed everyone present.

"Then many thanks to Mr. Shen for showing mercy." Linlang pulled down her eye mask and drifted into sleep.

When the man walked out wrapped in his pajamas, the other party had already fallen into a deep sleep, half of her face sinking into the soft pillow.

Even when Yu Wanwan looked back somewhat hesitantly toward him, he was able to offer her a reassuring, knowing smile.

The Prince of Dai wore a gloomy expression, wondering if there was some conspiracy behind this. Yet, no matter how much he thought about it, he could not figure out what was amiss. As long as he reclaimed Shanxi and Shaanxi provinces, even if Yang Xiu declared a truce with the imperial court, Gao Gong would not dare to come and trouble him.

The only reason he felt any hesitation was the rumor circulating that day that Nan Shu and Hang Zikun of Haicheng were on extremely close terms.

Ye Chu thought to herself that Nie Yunqian was someone who had received a modern education, so he would naturally reject an arranged marriage. Like many young men, he harbored lofty and ambitious ideals.

With the help of his personal guards, he hurriedly donned his leather armor. Upon returning to the city wall, Ma Fang also drew in a sharp breath of cold air.

Ye Chu continued walking outward. Suddenly, her gaze paused, and her eyes fell upon a man.

After turning past the grand hall and walking for a while longer, colorful banners fluttered ahead, revealing an open hunting ground. After the eunuch went in to announce their arrival, a squad of soldiers quickly ran out and lined up on both sides, and the eunuch led her into the hunting ground.

And so, Miss Xiang, who had foolishly thought she could take this opportunity to attach herself to the devastatingly handsome and overwhelmingly powerful Prince Wei, fled in defeat.

Faced with Luo Hao's reply, everyone was momentarily stunned, though they did not press further. After all, everyone has their own secrets, especially when it comes to methods so extraordinary and different from ordinary people.

Through the television screen, the baby could be seen shaking her head, her eyelids fluttering open and closed, looking utterly exhausted. Chen Xiaoran glanced at the baby beside him, then smiled and spoke a few words. The baby nodded slightly and turned to leave.

"That is why I am in such a rush. I do not want to end up being trampled beneath your feet. But thinking about it now, to put it bluntly, the two of us are ultimately just tools in Aunt Mei's hands. Your outcome will not be any better than mine!" Juanjuan stared intently into my eyes. To this day, I still cannot comprehend the meaning behind her words.

With this barrier in place, we would be safe. The boulder where that creature was hiding was a hundred meters away from us. Once Teacher Chen ran into trouble, as long as the barrier could hold out for a few seconds, I would be able to rush back.

He had originally thought his martial arts had advanced greatly, allowing him to use Dao Ke Dao's disciple to flush Dao Ke Dao out into the open, slay the disciple right before Dao Ke Dao's eyes, and then—while Dao Ke Dao's mind and spirit were shattered—kill Dao Ke Dao as well, thus avenging a decades-old grudge in a single stroke.

The moment the pressure descended, Chen Xiaoran could clearly feel the Jade Bone Butterfly's body tremble slightly; she had woken up.

Thinking up to this point, I hardened my heart, suddenly squatted down, and while squatting, yanked off the very last pair of shorts I had on. Then, with the speed of lightning, I plunged "splash!" right into the bathtub.

"Very well, tell me about the origins and characteristics of Mocha coffee." A playful smile appeared on Ye Tianyu's face.

The turmoil surrounding the Zhuo family gradually came to an end after Helan Jue led his troops to detain them all. The atmosphere within Fengcheng city also slowly began to show signs of recovery.

Li Wuqing and Ling Jing walked side by side. Ling Jing's gaze was tender, and the affectionate look he gave Li Wuqing was enough to make her burn with a madness of jealousy.

With a push of the heavy doors, the immortal cave revealed itself. At the same time, several chests were neatly arranged on a stone platform right in the center of the cave. The stone platform had three tiers: four chests on the first tier, two chests on the second tier, and on the third tier, a single chest alone.

Following that, an incomparably terrifying force surged from Qin Yun's fist—a fused power combining the strength of gods and demons with the primal chaos energy of the initial universe. It was terrifyingly powerful.

Tian Jiao froze for a moment, taking quite a while to recover his senses before looking at him suspiciously. "You... how did you know? W-We weren't planning on doing anything anyway!" Tian Jiao raised his head to stare at the ceiling.

Such power was something even the Green Barrier Demon could not achieve. No matter how formidable the Green Barrier Demon was, he could only withstand the attacks of a dozen Mahayana-stage old ancestors at most. After all, he had not truly attained godhood and remained merely a rogue immortal-tier expert.

The ministers had long harbored suspicions about the person appearing by the emperor's side. However, because the emperor obeyed his every word, not a single person dared to step forward and question it, despite their doubts.

The reason she agreed to let Liu Xinhe return was, on one hand, genuine anticipation regarding whether Liu Xinhe might actually manage to marry Hou Xiaoche. On the other hand, even if Liu Xinhe failed to marry him, given her appearance and reputation, securing a marriage alliance beneficial to their family in the capital would still be a fine option.

Leng Yue nodded wearily, and the feeling of dizziness receded quite a bit. Her complexion was as pale as snow, though she remained entirely unaware of it herself.

Whether or not that fellow Huang San understood anything remained unknown, but he nodded anyway, his expression showing no discernible change.

Tang Xiaoxiao lay in bed with her eyes closed. Her heartbeat grew louder and faster, and both her palms and the soles of her feet were slick with sweat.

"Let's go! Head over!" Gu Han said, taking Jiezhen by the hand as they walked toward Gouwen and the others, while Xia Nanzhu followed closely behind Jiezhen.

Sulihai knitted his thick, bushy brows in utter perplexity. Gu Han, however, reacted immediately, realizing that Xing Yuanye was referring to the inconvenient truth that Gu Yuqing and Gouwen still did not know he was a descendant of the Heavenly Wolf.

Hearing that they were safe, Yunting walked in shoulder-to-shoulder with Boss Mao, and the old man and the young man sat down there, chattering away randomly about everything under the sun.

No matter what, Haoyue was their backbone, and they had received plenty of favors from him in the past, so naturally, they held a degree of admiration for him.

Moreover, as progress continued, a wide variety of intricate mechanisms and props began to appear. Some of these tools could directly destroy traps ahead, while others granted Wu Yisao the temporary ability to fly or run along walls, making the experience immensely thrilling.

Cheng'er must be well, yet if she were to lose the child, she would undoubtedly be grief-stricken. What he feared most was that Cheng'er might do something to self-harm.

After Xia Yan sold off all the Pokémon he intended to part with, he accumulated a total of two million League Dollars.

Fortunately, things progressed largely in accordance with the original design. Fang Hao had indeed grown into a powerful esper warrior, leaving only the final step before completely eradicating ALS: breaking the seal on the sixth layer to acquire the core energy of four-dimensional human thought.