Volume 1, Chapter 50: Su Qingya's Interrogation
The sixth son of the current Emperor Tianyuan possessed a beauty as delicate as crabapple blossoms, and a naturally romantic and unrestrained disposition, earning him the title of "Prince Flower Cloud."
The more he looked, the more delighted he became. As it turned out, the other two jade slips respectively recorded a set of demonic dual-cultivation techniques and a set of body-refining arts. These three sets of manuals were completely compatible, complementing one another perfectly.
Dinner was a reunion meal. The atmosphere shifted constantly between bittersweet and heartwarming, and Li Moyang gradually became intoxicated by this familial ambiance. He had lost his true home, but the people before his eyes were his true family.
"Big Sister, I want to learn too!" Upon hearing Yun Li's words, Xi Bingling immediately chimed in. Having spent a few years getting along with Weilan, Xi Bingling had grown much closer to her, and sometimes even dared to make requests like this one.
"All of you withdraw and keep a strict watch outside. No one is allowed to enter without my command." After the servants served hot tea, Ying Zichu dismissed the attendants and guards, exuding the dignified bearing of a true monarch.
Seizing the opportunity to kill, Yang Ling already had the Purple Lightning Sword in hand. With a forward slash, a stream of purple light fiercely lunged forward without rhyme or reason. The Azure Blood Divine Sword was thoroughly suppressed and unable to mount a defense; with a sweep of the purple light, the unfortunate cultivator's head was cleanly severed.
"Could it be that she didn't play to her heart's content, and that's why she's feeling down?" Xiu'er guessed the reason for Qin Qing's poor mood based on the intelligence provided by Zixiao. However, if Qin Qing were to find out that Xiu'er thought of her this way, she would probably be so enraged she would vomit blood.
Nearly everyone in Dragon City heard this roar, yet no one dared to run over there to investigate. The surrounding residents were so terrified they did not even dare to step outside their doors, because not only did they hear that roar, but they also heard numerous sounds of thunder and crashing explosions. Moreover, since Duke Rongtai had given strict orders, no soldiers came to patrol the area.
"Shawn, was that a Jeet Kune Do kicking technique you just used?" Ling Gu, who had been closely watching the sparring arena all along, suddenly asked.
"Hehe, I didn't expect this fellow's strength to be quite decent. Bringing him out this time will also serve as good tempering," Xiden praised admiringly when he saw Dalamu's move.
With every step Qing Qiudie took, she noticed that the scenery around her underwent numerous changes. She already realized she had entered an esoteric formation. To break the formation, she had to calm her mind and think deeply... in order to find the mathematical formula to crack it.
Even if the Lionheart Knight Order suffered total annihilation, the formidable reputation established by the Saint of War Gray back in the day would still make them feel a sense of dread.
Gang Shi was even more unable to raise his head, lowering his gaze to stare at the toes of his boots as he lost himself in thought.
After extracting the demonic core of the Azure Wolf King, Lin Yi did not linger. Following the map provided by Blue Moon, Lin Yi flew off in a specific direction.
Barcelona wanting to sign Yan Feng was something truly no one could have anticipated. After all, given Yan Feng's style of play, he was utterly incompatible with Barcelona.
This single remark served as a reminder to Zheng Jian: if he wanted Ma Hongmei to bear children for him, he had no choice but to seek a divorce.
To be honest, however, there were times when Lan Ze was extremely curious about what kind of creatures the teachers who instructed these students actually were. Just how brain-damaged did someone have to be to want to teach these seemingly utter fools?
However, the distance was too great, and he was completely unable to offer any assistance. Yet the damage sustained by the true body was transmitted from that distant realm, injuring his avatar as well.
Lei Kun did not know who the sloppy old man mentioned by Lin Yi was, and was just about to ask when he saw Lin Yi suddenly turn around.
Thus, with just a single glance, the menacing ghost spirit was frozen in place, like a lifelike, breathing statue.
Ever since graduation, he had never returned, nor had he kept in touch with any of his former classmates. Unsure of how many teachers were still working at the school, he could only buy some nutritional supplements, tobacco, alcohol, tea leaves, and fruit before heading toward the school.
When I saw their appearance clearly, the expression on my face instantly froze, and a chill spread through my entire body.
"Silly Xixi wants to go out and roam wild, but she can't, so I'm here making fun of her." Peng Yu explained the situation in just a few words. As he explained, he burst into loud laughter, looking as if he were convulsing with amusement.
When evening came and it was time for us to eat, Beibei brought over a fragrant, delicious meal, but Doudou could not eat the food meant for ordinary people.
His final words struck terror into Yan Ming's heart. It seemed he would not even find justice after death, as these bastards had already found the perfect scapegoat to absolve themselves of guilt.
"Come on, kill us! It won't be long before you, too, are sent down below to keep us company. Don't celebrate too early, haha!" Father and son Ming Qingyun laughed heartily as they closed their eyes to await death, silently praying that Ming Jing would one day avenge them so they could die without regrets.
Just as Zhou Yang was about to retort, she walked past him to offer incense, leaving Zhou Yang standing there with a helpless expression.
Yu Zi looked at the name list in front of him—these were the colleagues Zhao宇轩 had just mentioned who were relatively close to him in the company.
"It's not that I don't want it, but rather that I truly cannot afford it. As you know, even your fifth captain, who takes money without doing any work, was turned down by me, let alone a demanding, labor-intensive, and thankless position like the president." Chen He explained.
Li Yujun's remark, which subtly implied that everything prior involved high technology, was instantly etched into the minds of many observant individuals.
Seated in the primary host's seat was a young man wearing a suit and tie, with his hair slicked back and gleaming.
"Do you know how I became the way I am now?" Youli continued to ask Zhang Tianbao.
At that moment, hurried noises echoed from outside the door as two burly men in blue uniforms, armed with rifles and machine guns, rushed into the conference room.
Naturally, aside from genuine biographies, the rest of the surviving records were often nonsensical speculations. Yet one point remained exceptionally true: the more people involved, the more complex things became, and once complexity reached a certain degree, chaos naturally ensued.
However, Chen Yu showed no sign of retreating at this moment, not even adopting a defensive posture. His gaze merely flickered as he glanced past himself toward the depths of that dilapidated palace. There, a peculiar object was emitting a brilliant glow, though a thin, water-like membrane covered its surface.
With an expression of utter reluctance, Chen Yu retrieved both items and stored them away in his storage ring.
These reporters had arrived early simply to capture photographs of the newly arrived racehorses, but the transport trucks carrying the horses from the airport had yet to arrive.
Han Li, who had originally been furious and arrogant, saw his expression shift drastically several times. He lifted his foot, put it down, lifted it again, and put it down once more. Repeating this several times, he still could not make up his mind, his face brimming with hesitation.
"What are you smiling at? Are you happy?" Yan Ran caught sight of his blissfully smiling face, and her heart grew even more distressed.