Chapter 55: The Caged Fish of the Beautiful King 13

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"Senior Sister Wu, what on earth did you hear? I couldn't hold you back no matter how hard I tried, and you insisted on rushing into the lake?" Lang Yu asked.

Even this old man with snow-white hair who had seen the vicissitudes of life could not help his eyes turning red as hot tears rolled down.

In an instant, a portion of peak True Saint-level energy was completely burned, and the peak True Saint-level might of the Pan-Saint Dao-Devouring Axe was directly unleashed.

From the other end of the phone came an aged yet dignified voice. Just by listening to that naturally imposing voice, one could tell that this person was extraordinary.

Earlier, he had patted the other's shoulder twice consecutively without any intention of testing his cultivation. Although he didn't use deliberate force, an ordinary person would have at least swayed a few times from such a pat. However, Chu Wangshu's shoulders remained motionless, feeling as though he were patting a quilt.

At that moment, my phone suddenly beeped twice, signaling a text message. The sound ringing out at this time startled me.

"That's true. Staying cooped up here all the time is indeed not good; I should go out for a walk," I said again.

However, Liu Mang had already cultivated the Celestial General Body by this time. Under the circulation of divine power, those wounds healed rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Although he did not know the effects of the strange flower, the large strange flower inside the cave previously was clearly capable of absorbing the spiritual spring and the multicolored poisonous spring.

"Why couldn't it be this young master?" Ruoxin hadn't used much strength to throw the stone, so it only made Guan Jingtian's knee slightly numb. While rubbing his knee, he glared at Ruoxin angrily yet with a hint of grievance.

Raising his head slightly, he watched the dim yellow glow of the oil lamp gradually fade. Accompanied by the torrential storm still raging wildly outside the house, the old man's peaceful gaze gradually closed until only a slit remained.

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More and more blood droplets separated from its body, and gradually the crimson on its surface turned into a transparent, shriveled husk.

Xi Xichen stood proudly and upright, with a graceful figure and an all-white attire amidst the chilling cold. An exquisite silver mask added a touch of mystery to her.

"Young Concubine, the First Madam says the main hall is too crowded and noisy, so she invites the Young Concubine to go to the ancestral hall," announced Ruixiang, the First Madam's head maid.

Hui Chun walked over to her, led her hand to an infinitely extending groove beside the altar, took out a dagger to cut a thin, long gash on her wrist, and then applied a layer of colorless ointment.

This batch of flattery clearly hit Wang Sheng's sweet spot; he actually smiled at the chicken-hawk-style punk and patted him on the shoulder, looking very much like he was giving encouragement.

Raphael's expression changed drastically. The longsword in his hand seemed to pierce into an empty world in a flash, and an icy, gloomy, and terrifying aura surged from that empty world through the tip of the sword, darting into his palm like lightning. Instantly, he instinctively shifted the meridians in his body, trying to divert this freezing chill.

I turned my gaze of confusion toward Han Ning, only to find that Han Ning had already lowered her head in embarrassment, not daring to look up.

"Your Majesty..." Hua Shu had been kneeling outside the hall for an entire day. General Ji's wife had entered the palace early in the morning; General Ji had failed to hold the Huai River, and Hua Xin'an had issued a kill-without-mercy decree. Yet the Ji family was a dynasty of loyal martyrs, and they had done their utmost in the Battle of the Huai River. Many people said that if General Ji were gone, no one else would be able to defend the capital.

Danxin felt her heart beating wildly—both absurd and extremely tense. Wasn't Empress Dowager Ye the adoptive mother of the Emperor? Just a few days ago, an imperial edict had been issued to bestow a marriage upon Prince Cheng; how could mother and son suddenly turn against each other?

"Go, of course we're going." Lü Xiang'er immediately got up, put on her shoes, and followed Lü Hong outside.

Two people and a dog silently ate the roasted meat, just like they always did. Even though the roasted meat could be considered a worldly delicacy, no one spoke. It was almost a case of not speaking while eating and not talking while in bed.

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With that, he somewhat roughly pulled her arm and continued walking elsewhere. This was also his first voluntary physical contact with her since going out. This slightly unusual behavior left Yuda Yuki feeling a mix of shyness, elation, and a budding sense of concern.

Upon entering the Nether Ghost City, Tang Youyou began to explain the content of the mission. The location of the mission to release the Guardian God was at a Prison Tower on the northern side of the Ghost City. As long as they took the God-Slaying Sword from the array tower inside the Prison Tower, the Guardian God would be released.

Chen Feng took the wild-grass-like plant from Lian Chengyu's hand. The plant was emerald green in color, with cyan flowers blooming at the top. After pondering for a long time without knowing what kind of medicinal herb it was, he could only helplessly shake his head.

In his panic, Qin Feng fell sprawling all over the coffin lid. His body was forcibly dragged into the coffin by a skeletal hand. Wu Chu, who was watching from below, had no idea what was happening, but seeing Qin Feng suddenly fall, he broke out in a cold sweat and cried out in alarm one after another.

As soon as the man in the white and red kimono spoke, many viewers, including Hashimoto Nanami, immediately recognized him.

Tiansheng saw that Red Boy was sticking out his tongue, licking his two bright red lips with a look of unfinished satisfaction, and could not help being greatly shocked. Could the flesh and blood of those two people and two snakes have been completely eaten by Red Boy?

If this situation happened to others, they might have some sympathy, but when it came to Lu Yuanzhi, everyone was simply baffled.

After leaving the Yao Gate, Shen Haoxuan made a trip to the Pill Hall. Elder Song had helped him a great deal, and since he was leaving now, he had to notify him. Otherwise, letting Elder Song wait indefinitely for him to discuss the Dao of alchemy would be far too discourteous.

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