Volume 1, Chapter 50: Guess What I Discovered?

Qin Feng's mouth twitched slightly upon hearing Li Guanyang's words. "If I were to tell you, what if I am that very piece of trash Qin Feng you speak of?"

"That's impossible." Li Guanyang subconsciously retorted.

"Your Highness, that is enough!" Zhang Chuchen said with a hint of indignation. Heroes of the greenwoods could be killed, but they could not be humiliated. What Chang Gexing was doing at this moment was an outright insult to the Bearded-Whiskered Hero, and a blatant one at that.

Yet she still firmly stated that since she had already agreed to the match, she naturally cared about the outcome. With her stepping onto the stage, there was simply no reason for her to lose.

"How is he... doing these days?" Binghe Qianyu asked upon hearing Binghe Wuxin's words, the light in her azure eyes holding a brilliance that surpassed any other moment.

The entire Realm of Shared Desires had rejoiced for quite a while. Everyone affectionately called her Little Moon. Spoiled by all, the girl had become wildly uninhibited; if not for Bailing's strict discipline, there was no telling what she might have turned into by now.

Her originally enchanting face was now as pale as paper, permeated with an unshakeable aura of death, making her look precisely like someone on the verge of the grave.

"What do you think?" A mass of black Qi wriggled out from my body, looking smilingly at the junior brother before me, though that smile clearly concealed daggers.

Every sorcerer keeps a protective venomous creature, and Shermi was no exception. This black creature, named Black Star, was several times more venomous than the deadliest cobra.

Again with this question: can I take care of themselves? It seemed that in the eyes of Xiapia and Zeqing, I remained an extremely naive child. Perhaps the day I truly mature is the day they will all return.

"Who says we don't? I made sure to withdraw our entire family fortune before stepping out today." I smiled and patted Li Yi's head as I spoke.

Accepting no outsiders, with membership numbering in the single digits, they were thoroughly familiar with one another—the kind of bond to whom one could entrust the rest of their life.

Ye Kong failed to dodge in time and was directly struck by the long spear. His body, like a sandbag, was sent flying horizontally, violently crashing into the room's wall and kicking up a large cloud of dust.

When Su Jiu caught up with Li Er, they were already outside the imperial palace. By then, Li Er had already reunited with Empress Changsun and the others. Protected by guards, although the imperial concubines and consorts looked flustered, none were injured; after all, Guo Yanchuan's target was Li Er, and he had not laid a hand on them.

Su Mengyao also seized the moment to cast a few healing spells on herself, allowing her health points to climb back up. Simultaneously, Huayin launched a counterattack into the enemy's formation, picking off the remaining foes one by one.

The Right Xiaowei refers to the origin of the matter—namely, "neglect of duty" as stated in Emperor Yang's imperial edict. Feng Lun refers to Feng Deyi; it probably does not mean "colluding with palace eunuchs," but rather implies that Yang Hao's punishment was the result of a secret tip-off by Feng Deyi.

Yet what they never expected was that during their retreat, they would encounter the pursuing forces of the Divine Sword Sect. After a brief clash, they retreated in disarray and ultimately had no choice but to find a secluded place to hide.

However, upon closer inspection, one could notice a faint, barely perceptible flush across Kirino's fair and tender face.

The most convenient way to make a fortune was to return to the boathouse and ask Mussa for money, but this moneymaking avenue was immediately dismissed.

Before this, the people of Dashatou would never rest in peace. At this realization, Mo Qiankun and the others instantly became highly tense, looking around in guarded vigilance as if everyone passing by was an enemy.

Luolong possessed a rather robust physique, with slightly long purple hair draped over the left side of his face. He wore relatively loose black trousers secured with a green belt at the waist, and a scar marked the side of his left eye. He looked to be about twenty years old, though in reality, he was only sixteen.