Volume 1, Chapter 64: What on earth is this Wu Meiniang trying to do?

A sharp, shrill static suddenly pierced Gu Shen’s ear. He instinctively frowned, pressing a hand against his Bluetooth earpiece, but when he tried to listen again, the line had already gone dead.

Hearing this, Zhao Yi of the Taibai Sacred Lake Region urged his horse forward, brandishing his wolf-tooth club to charge straight at Yue Pengju. Seeing Zhao Yi approach, Yue Pengju raised his spear to meet him.

Zhou Bingran sighed and propped his chin in his hand. How could he ever make people believe him?

After stepping out of the street alley, the shop assistant had no idea where Wu Xin had gone or where to look for him. Pondering for a moment, he decided to head to the Luming Restaurant first to report the news.

A fine drizzle fell in the deep stillness of the night, and the courtyard was utterly silent. Under the cover of the night, the tree branches seemed to sway without any wind. A wisp of a figure, as faint as a wisp of smoke, flickered past and vanished in the blink of an eye, melting into the pitch-black main room.

Since Yao Ling'er had been able to accompany the Xu family to pay respects at Guanyin Temple on the second day of the second lunar month, she must have received the approval of Old Madame Xu. Yet back then, Yao Ling'er had drugged herself, infuriating Old Madame Xu. Why had the old lady suddenly changed her tune and turned friendly again? The reason behind this was quite thought-provoking.

Zhou Xiaoling understood the reasoning behind He Chuan's words, but she truly did not want to see Li Qing.

He Chuan spoke these words from the bottom of his heart. Right now, he genuinely hoped that Zhou Xiaoling and Zhao Yaya would let him go, even if it were just for a brief moment—that would be more than enough.

After Prince Ji went to court the next day, she hurriedly sent someone to make inquiries and only then discovered that Yao Ling'er had burst into tears, claiming that she had plotted against her child. Yao Ling'er had even collaborated with Aunt Liu and secured concrete evidence, and even the old woman sent by herself to the apothecary had been arrested and interrogated by Prince Ji.

Just a moment ago, he had been acting all icy and detached, yet the moment Xia Ran and Gu Shen were mentioned, he became so warm and conversational? She didn't need anyone to go to such trouble for her on account of him, yet Shang Zhanbo simply refused to let her leave. The moment he shoved her into the room, Shang Yuan had followed right behind her, leaving her utterly trapped with no way to escape.

Xu Zirui stared at the man's figure. Who knows what was on his mind, but he deliberately avoided eye contact with them. The more he did so, the harder Xu Zirui stared at him.

There was another issue, which was the custom-made calling card. How could one wander through the martial world without a decent calling card to introduce oneself?

Everything else was negotiable, but when it came to matters of the netherworld, even the King of Heaven himself had to step aside—he had to be the one in charge.

Watching the water gradually submerge her body, her memories slowly returned. After being captured by Pan Er last night, she had already prepared herself for the worst, even plunging into utter despair for a time.

The adults finally relaxed. The further they got from the Germans, the more relaxed the atmosphere felt, and a sense of homecoming even seemed to permeate the carriage.

Having walked barely a hundred paces, Meng Qingshu, an elder of the Confucian Sect, stared in disbelief at a precious medicinal herb. This herb was none other than the Marrow-Cleansing Grass. While ordinary Marrow-Cleansing Grass was already an immensely sought-after treasure in the martial cultivation world, the one before his eyes was more than six times larger than the ordinary kind and had already borne crimson fruit.

The plague of that era had been suppressed by him through sheer brute force, and he had even begun employing even more formidable methods to force numerous warlords to lay down their arms and halt their wars.

The two ghosts shook their heads: "The Celestial Master misunderstands. It is not Tonglu, but rather the General who slumbers in my native province!" Li Tian shook his head in response.

Acting as if he had heard nothing, Lin Hekong entered the room and fixed his gaze straight onto Zhang Yicheng, his eyes filled first with anger, and then with confusion.

He pressed the yellowish-orange bullet into the magazine, pulled back the bolt, and listened to the sound of footsteps retreating far away.

"I see you're not doing anything either. How about the two of us go catch a movie?!" Zhang Yizhi pulled out two movie tickets and said with a flattering smile.

The air inside the hospital room froze instantly. Gao Xiong and Gu Yiyi turned their heads, blushing as they looked at Zhang Ning.

"Brother, I'm sorry!" Du Dewei's face turned pale as he slumped back into his chair. His tone was weak, but he spoke with utmost sincerity.

However, just as the Federal Army was regrouping, Lei Jie led his main force flying directly toward that jump point, his intentions entirely self-evident.

Although Yang Yi had attained these experiences and profound insights, he had not sealed off his six senses, so he heard what Qifeng had said and hurried right out. Qiyun was waiting outside and led Yang Yi to a clean, spacious room—this was the guest room prepared by Qishan for guest elders.

Xia Zhi believed that with these parents joining hands to report Sun Lanhua, she refused to believe that Sun Lanhua could possibly continue working as a teacher.

Having discovered this, Lei Jie no longer demanded that Luo Bu continuously cast the vigor aura—which enhanced movement speed and stamina recovery—for everyone. Instead, he had him judge the situation and choose which aura to activate at the opportune moment.

Seeing the Black Fiend charging straight toward his eldest disciple with a fierce gale, Xia Hou Tianlong instantly saw through his intentions. He drew his coiling dragon staff to pursue the Black Fiend and ordered his subordinates to intercept Nie Yinniang.

Hearing Hu Lina's words, they all curled their lips in disdain, glared at her, and walked away, too lazy to bicker with this madwoman.

Upon hearing this, the Dragon King of the South China Sea thought it made sense. If they sent an ignorant nephew and junior to exchange tokens, Hu San's scheme might actually succeed in secret. Come to think of it, the old Vixen King of Ten Thousand Years probably knew nothing of this matter at all.

Su Jinjun's reply caught Su Shengling somewhat off guard; he had assumed Su Jinjun had long since forgotten about what happened back then.

The young male doctor's voice was somewhat low and hoarse. When his gaze swept over Su Jinjun, it carried very little emotion, resembling the numb detachment he typically displayed toward every patient.

So what? It didn't hurt or itch; people could say whatever they pleased, as long as she was capable of supporting herself.

She wondered why the path was looking more and more familiar—dammit, wasn't this the exact route she had been dragged along from outside the grand hall to Consort Zhuang's quarters?

Qi Wan and the Black Bear brothers were even more emotional. "No, this is all our fault! It is because we lack the capability, it is us! A true man should fight on the battlefield, yet we are left needing a princess to rescue us!" Chun'er, his Chun'er, undergoing body tempering, stepping into the Flame Lotus, venturing recklessly into the wolf camp!

Her slender, snow-white, and beautiful swan-like neck was bared to the air, while the early morning sunlight from outside the window filtered through the sheer gauze curtains into the room.

If Master Lin were still alive and saw that the Grand Tutor was still around, he would likely be dumbfounded. Wasn't this Grand Tutor framed by him and subsequently executed by the Emperor?