Volume One, Chapter 38: The Imperial Palace Shaken

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The next day, he was still lost in sleep when they woke him, dragged him onto a prisoner cart, and shackled him.

Huo Wangzhi and the others rode tall horses ahead, with guards on either side, while Lin Che sat in the prisoner cart as they made their way out of the city.

However, the refugees had all heard that Lin Che would be leaving the city that day, so they had gathered along the streets early, hoping to see him off one last time.

Thus, Huo Wangzhi and the others went ahead by a small road, traveling quickly, while the main force remained behind to mislead the townspeople.

As a result, they encountered few refugees and soon reached the city gate.

By the time they arrived, Zhu Zicheng’s corpse had already been taken away, but the blood and scraps of flesh still remained on the ground.

Stones lay scattered across the earth, along with teeth...

The Turtle Chancellor of the Dragon Palace was even busier, rushing about arranging invitations for the gods of Heaven to come to the Eastern Sea and celebrate the birth of the Dragon Third Princess.

Carrying a sharp, piercing force, it broke through the boundary and tore through the rock-like barrier of the stomach, carrying the dragon wind into the Dragon Ape’s stomach wall.

The advantage of this method was that Dowa could not sense that the other party was using the energy pressure of a Nors域 powerhouse to threaten him. Only Yang Chi himself could feel that pressure, making it a rather effective way to intimidate his opponent.

When the star pirates on the stage heard the curses from below, murderous intent appeared in their eyes. However, after glancing at the chairman of the Interstellar Alliance beside them, they nevertheless restrained themselves.

Wang Quan struggled to raise his head. Instead of looking at Chu Chen, he fixed his gaze on the colossus seated upon the throne directly ahead.

Yet as for this man’s identity, the Violet Bat Demon King still had no clear understanding. He had racked his brains but could not think of anyone with whom the uncle of the former Demon Saint Qing Xuan had been close.

Besides, if one insisted on being strict about it, Wanyan’s words were not wrong. Zhong Yi had indeed asked her to send Zheng Yan some soup or something. Originally, Zhong Yi had intended to pay her, but Ouyang Li had refused.

If it was real, it was simply too much of a challenge to human understanding. But if it was fake, could current technology really achieve it? Online, one technical expert after another came forward to offer their opinions. Image editing and compositing could certainly create an illusion, but with today’s technology, no one could make something as lifelike as the video.

Liu Zixia was curious as well. If Wu Bing understood everything, why had he gone out of his way to say such things?

One of the two fighters in the arena wielded fire-attributed battle energy, while the other wielded wood-attributed battle energy. Although the latter was slightly stronger, his energy was restrained by his opponent’s, leaving him somewhat strained when defending against the other’s attacks.

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Fortunately, before entering, Wu Feng had instructed the shopkeeper not to disturb them without orders. Thus, no one came to ask whether they needed anything else.

Sure enough, while Shen Yun was still sleeping in bed, a rapid knocking sounded at the door.

Because of Li Sisi’s affair, the local New York media devoted extensive coverage to it. For a time, Ye Xiangyi and Ling Ruijue, who had only recently faded from public view, once again became the focus of countless media outlets, turning into the undisputed model of romance in the public’s eyes.

Though the two men were old, they argued like young people, bickering endlessly without reaching an agreement. Each, however, had reasons of his own. Fortunately, Elder Fan was the more reasonable of the two. Though he traded barbs with Xing Tianlan, he was ultimately unlike his opponent, who would reach for a weapon and start a fight at the slightest provocation.

Sometimes, a breakthrough in martial arts came from an elevation of one’s realm. Beyond his hatred, Xiao Yifei had truly found another person worth protecting, as well as something worth safeguarding. The discovery allowed his soul, long soaked in the bitter waters of hatred, to bloom once more with vigorous vitality.

The final cleanup could only be left to Feng Wuqing’s people. Surely they could not have Feng Wuqing continue helping the man-eating flowers run all over the place?

“Hmph. Our gains this time are still insufficient. We must completely take down that third-tier demon beast. Otherwise, everything we have sacrificed will have been worthless.” At that moment, the man spoke coldly.

Ye Xiangnan’s face was so gloomy it seemed almost capable of dripping water. He reached out and embraced Luo Chuqing, feeling as though the vegetable patch he had painstakingly cultivated had suddenly been ravaged by a pig.

“Looking for death.” Ma Tian was furious. How dare an insignificant ant climb onto his head and defecate and urinate there? Such insolence could not be forgiven.

Xia Ran sat in the passenger seat. The moment she thought of how Lu Huaizhi had defended her so firmly in front of Old Master Lu, her heart filled with delight.

A bitter wind was blowing outside that day. Wrapped in a thick fox fur coat, An Nian arrived at the palace. This was only her second visit since returning, and An Zhao had already ordered a sumptuous feast prepared in the Qianyuan Hall.

Qin Feng appeared at the entrance of the Xiao family villa. The front door stood open, and without giving it much thought, he stepped inside.

Lu Jingci’s strikingly handsome face, sharp enough to seem almost aggressive, was devoid of expression, while his long, dark eyes were extraordinarily cold.

An Nian pulled Xie Jing off her, put on her shoes, lit the lamp, and prepared to write a letter to her parents.

Putting aside the fact that Grandma Chang had saved his life, the mere fact that he loved Yangyang should have been enough to stop him from doing this.

The suit she had tailored for him fit perfectly. She had removed the excess width from the trouser legs, making them close-fitting, and taken in the waist of the jacket as well.

Then, with a casual gesture, he summoned the Demon-Calling Banner hanging high in the sky. It instantly transformed into a mass of multicolored radiance and hovered steadily above his palm. As the light flickered, a powerful pressure surged outward like a tide, instantly enveloping Kunpeng.

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Yet wealth and fame came to Zade so suddenly that he quickly became proud and conceited. This led to the collapse of his reputation. On top of that, he accepted roles without being selective and, after appearing in several atrociously bad films, rapidly squandered the popularity and favorable image he had built up.

His mother, however, had to leave because something had come up at the company. After entrusting Qin Zimo to Qin Yunyu’s care, she departed.

Lin Mufeng faced Si Feng, the handsomest man in the world faced the Bone Ghost, Wen Xin faced Qin Ye, and Xia faced nearly a hundred soldiers above level fifty.

“What terrifying poison!” The man who had said, “Don’t Call Me Corpse Brother,” glanced at the stone wall stained with black slime and spoke with a grave expression.

Good. Brother Hailong finally understood what he was supposed to do. Tao Ran turned off his phone and sighed.

“Why did you park the car here? Were you the one who made the emergency call?” asked the person who stepped out of the police car.

She did not notice at all that Zhou Mingxuan had already begun throwing her clothes onto the ground one piece at a time.

The extent of Yue Junzheng’s concern for Cang Jiuyao was something even his longtime personal guards had never witnessed. From then on, everyone could not help speculating that the position of Princess Consort Rui probably belonged to no one else.

Inside the City Lord’s residence, an elderly man with white hair and a youthful face silently listened to the report from the person beside him. Nearby, Old Liu stood bent at the waist, his face full of respect, carefully recounting the matter of the heavenly-grade aura that day.

In an instant, both swords emerged at once and slammed viciously into the concealed restriction, once again unleashing a heaven-shaking disturbance.

Yet as they looked over the barren mountains, Lu Fan and the other two could only wear helpless expressions. They searched the area thoroughly, but still found no trace or clue whatsoever.

Thus, the viewers in the livestream could see a group of guests on the screen struggling up the mountain, while in the lower-left corner, one person was enjoying a peaceful life and another was having the time of his life.

So that his wife could see him when she returned, and so that his waiting would not seem too deliberate, Shen Yu went to the master bedroom. After taking a shower, he sat on the bed and worked on his phone.

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