Chapter 52: Princess Xuanyun is displeased, so Gu Mo beats himself up?

"I am heading to the Ministry of Punishments first."

Having said that, Cheng Xueyang left without even looking back.

A nameless expression flickered across Gu Mo's face. He bent down to pick up the handkerchief from the ground, poured out the face-washing water, and left the Palace of Coldness carrying the bronze basin.

After washing and properly storing the handkerchief, returning the bronze basin, and finishing up the aftermath chores, he left the palace for the prison of the Ministry of Punishments.

By this time, Cheng Xueyang had already arrived at the main gates of the Ministry of Punishments.

"Your Highness, the Emperor has decreed that idlers and unauthorized personnel cannot—"

Huo Siling and Zhou Yi'an exchanged uneasy glances, then turned to look at Huo Ting, who stood silently to one side.

"No, Qingqing said she wants to go back to sleep, so I'd better take her back," Huo Lingfeng said softly, glancing at Zhuang Qingqing, who was still asleep and sprawled out like a pile of mud.

Besides, what on earth was a Great Elder? This, damn it, was a position that theoretically held the same authority and status as the Clan Head within the Uchiha clan.

It loved eating termites, stink bugs, spiders, and other pests that disrupted human lives, making it a beneficial insect to human beings.

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Qian Chunmei said, "Her corpse cannot be left here; hurry and drag it into the room to hide it." Huang Ziqin and Shen Hehua grabbed the ropes together to drag the corpse of the life-claiming hag, pulling it into the room where Shen Hehua had been squatting.

Seeing Li Huiren's smug and cocky look, Daniel felt deeply annoyed. Was he destined to forever be suppressed by the youngest member within the fan club?

Even as cold sweat continuously poured down, even though the Sharingan refused to close, and even though the look of terror could not be suppressed at all, Uchiha Akitoki had no choice but to grit his teeth and push forward.

Three large gray-haired dogs trotted in closely behind, slipping through the gap in the door curtain and standing side by side in front of the kang.

"Yeah, my head hurts!" Zhuang Qingqing did not offer much explanation before grabbing her handbag and walking straight toward the door.

Kim Min-ji's gaze turned dangerous, and Hanni also crossed her arms over her chest with a defensive posture.

At this moment, the area near the parking lot was crowded with martial artists from all over. Their eyes gleamed as they gathered in the plaza, staring at the luxury motorcade and focusing their gazes on that single RV.

Looking out into the distance, the space below appeared like a spatial rift, with billowing earth-fire emerging to illuminate the entire subterranean space in a riot of colors, resembling an underground stalactite and magma landscape.

When the golden light met the foundational power, it suddenly erupted into blazing, flame-like golden radiance, completely engulfing Du Fengsui.

As for the detailed rules of the magical realm employed by the Three Snakes, they were pure and meticulous, capturing the true essence of the immortal path's deep foundation-building and advanced refinement. Why, then, did their subsequent transformations turn so ferocious and violent, gravely violating the taboos of the immortal path?

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There was a bone-chilling coldness in those words. Without needing any careful guessing, not a single person doubted their absolute authenticity.

Qian Jiayu could afford to be indifferent to the ruthless mockery of others, but Zhong Kaijie—that brute who had defrauded her father of his only legacy—she would never let him off.

"Your Highness, how is the taste?" Qiuxiang materialized behind her out of nowhere, speaking in a tone that practically begged for praise and credit.

"If there is nothing pressing, you may withdraw!" Having dealt with those matters, Ji Fengsu was beginning to feel drowsy. After all, her body was exceedingly weak at present and prone to exhaustion. Nor was Ji Fengsu someone who would wrong or push herself; thus, she thought of dismissing An Xiang so she could properly recover her energy.

Amidst his grogginess, Zhai Jin felt an all-encompassing pain throughout his body. He wanted to open his eyes to see where he was, but his eyelids were extraordinarily heavy. After trying to lift them a few times, he still failed to force them open. He moved his body slightly, and the soreness radiating through his limbs forced a low moan of "Ouch" from his lips.

If even the second-ranked Beast King had forced the boss into a bitter battle, wouldn't that even stronger Asura Kabuto instantly annihilate the boss?

Wang Yuanfeng looked upon this Crown Prince with disdain. Unaware of his own precarious situation and still harboring imperial dreams with a mindset so utterly pathetic, he had actually been scared out of his wits despite being blessed by the Great Liang's imperial destiny. It seemed his vital essence and spirit had long been severely depleted; even if he were made Emperor, he probably wouldn't live much longer.

These two creatures posed no threat to the White Murlocs, but for the Green Murlocs, whose defensive capabilities were slightly weaker, they were dangerous species that required caution.