Chapter 65 Infatuated with Her

The sudden turn of events caught everyone off guard; no one expected the Third Prince, Xiao Yanqing, to appear out of nowhere.
It instantly disrupted Dou Hongyan’s original plan of simply taking a rest.
Outwardly calm and composed, she casually exposed his identity and waited for his reaction, though a tempest raged within her heart.
Her mind raced, and a heavy, sinking feeling settled deep in her chest.
Over all these years, she had never proactively provoked any of the other members of the royal family.
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Sister, you can beat me, scold me, or even fly into a rage and slash at me with your flying sword, but you cannot abandon me, please?
The moment the latest intelligence was delivered, not only was Moran stunned, but even the hidden guards failed to react in time. Who could have imagined that Prince Chen's spies were deployed right beside Ji Yuwei?
Yu Cailun agreed with his assertion. Seeing that there was no one else around, He Chenfeng held her in his arms for a while. Then, noticing that it was getting late, he reluctantly escorted her back to the school gates.
If he couldn't even handle this little bit of trouble, he would be unworthy of being a real man! It was simply that Miss Ren possessed a simple mind, completely unaware as she skipped right into the pit dug by the Seventh Master.
Wei Chou roared, a violent surge of true essence erupting from his entire body. He had come upon the news to avenge his younger brother, not to take a beating, and today he was determined to kill Lin Ya.
With no one to stand against him and his strength further enhanced, Li Qinghou led his forces with the vanguard blade unit, followed in order by elite level-two warriors, and finally tens of thousands of level-one Black Panther Beasts.
Upon arriving in Bozhou, Jin Shenghuan diverted his troops westward, while Cao Bianjiao continued northward to avenge Gao Jie.
Several disciples returned from afar, looking utterly puzzled. They came to pay their respects to the Master and the instructor, asking a few questions. Lin Rang looked at the sky and then called all the other disciples over to form a circle, sitting directly on the ground.
Yet people are always like this; even if they were to become the Creator God, they still refuse to look for flaws within themselves. Every mistake belongs to others, while they themselves are always right and embody the sole truth.
"Stop talking nonsense and see if I don't beat you to death today! I've actually practiced Taekwondo!" Li Qing swayed unsteadily, clearly heavily intoxicated, and threw a punch straight at Ye Long.
Though hundreds or thousands of fluorescent fire scorpions attacked in a volley, their poison was ultimately of a single type. The Dark Abyss Art did not fear extreme toxins, rendering even a manifold increase in the volume of poison utterly useless.
Lin Yu did not disturb the other party. He had not mentioned the matter of the "Ghostly Desert" to Fang Dunchen—not out of selfishness, but because the affair was far too convoluted. The single matter of the "Shaluo Bead" alone was already an inextricable tangled mess, let alone everything else.
"Brother, you ought to know that meddling in other people's business leads to trouble," Brother Kai said, narrowing his eyes as he stared at the man gripping his wrist.
At this stage, even if Hou Junji had simply uttered a single word of remorse, or perhaps even said nothing at all, he would have received a pardon.
"However—Senior Sister Qingshen, Jiang Yun murdered a disciple of our Astral Academy, and that is a hard fact. If we do not execute Jiang Yun, how can we face our fellow apprentices? Since when are the disciples of the Astral Academy at the mercy of anyone?" Wang Yun was deeply unwilling, even though he knew that killing Jiang Yun today was an impossibility.
Such a claim was unbelievable not just to Bureau Chief Chen, but even to old Mai. Having spent so many years working on industrial sector projects for the Planning Commission, he had been responsible for approving the city's largest pulp and paper mill project, worth tens of millions of dollars.
"Dragon Brother, put me down! I can still hold on a bit longer, you need to get out of here right now!" Li An urged Ye Long.
Its words were clearly a subtle hint. Having followed Old Man Huang for dozens, if not a hundred years, Maodong understood Senior Mai's usual demeanor very well: a mere prompt was sufficient, with no need to spell everything out explicitly.
Perhaps, after endless eons, this Heavenly Realm would completely shatter, or become a lifeless object, turning into a foundational cornerstone of the Ancient Path of Ascendance.
"On what grounds?" Luo Qingqing was so angry her nose was practically crooked. This guy really considered himself the great savior of the police station!