Chapter 57

He strode out and saw about a hundred people gathered at the entrance, carrying their families and belongings. Fifty men, unwilling to leave their homeland, held official sabers and clubs, which they had likely picked up from the yamen.

"There's no need to guess, Xi'er. Ziyou was right around you at the time. I saw the seventh brother rush back into the hall in a panic, and not seeing you, I grew extremely worried, so I sent Ziyou to look for you and ensure your safety." Leng Wuchen's eyes were filled with such sincerity that it was impossible not to believe his words completely.

With such a major incident occurring in the palace, according to palace rules, both Zhubi and that guard should have been put to death. However, the Empress Dowager could not bear to do so; after all, Zhubi had once served the Grand Empress Dowager and was deeply favored by her.

Nangong Rufeng felt the reality of that touch and smiled happily, his chapped lips appearing even drier as they parted and closed.

"Xi'er, I miss you so much." Leng Wuchen could not help himself. He really missed her—he missed her scent, her voice, her softness, everything about her.

Li Hao thought to himself that it was terrible. Could this girl have taken a fancy to him and wanted to take advantage of him? But he was clearly a bodyguard, Wang Xiaomin's bodyguard; things could not possibly progress to such a state.

Qingwu placed the honey-glazed chicken on the stone table in the courtyard, and gentle wisps of breeze carried its rich aroma all around.

"Bai Luoxi, come over here." Feiyu's voice was laden with fury, and everyone could feel it.

The reason she did not want to get out was, firstly, people along the road were stepping aside to let the carriage pass, clearly knowing that its owner was either wealthy or noble, and she did not wish to be labeled in such a way.

"Are you feeling unwell?" Rilad bent down to look at me, reaching out to touch my forehead.

At this moment, Su Mianmian was bare-chested, her back exposed to Li Jinye's sight. However, the two mounds on her chest were covered by the swimsuit she held in her hands, preventing Li Jinye from seeing them.

"Eh? Su Mianmian, classmate, look, it's still early, just a little past two o'clock. Shall we go to the most famous square for a stroll?" Ye Shiran widened her eyes and asked Su Mianmian.

These words struck like a wakeup call, causing Yashu's eyes to dart instantly. She turned her head slightly, glancing toward the wall on the other side while pondering deeply in her heart.

Yun Jingyao's figure flashed and vanished. A crowd of people blindly chased after her, and due to the varying speeds, the formation instantly stretched into a serpentine line.

Xiaowei and Mo Qin worked like a fish in water, and their management went exceptionally smoothly. They became even more adept at utilizing certain rules set by the system grandmaster, feeling that the hologame finally possessed a degree of constraint.

Her sleeve brushed past the sharp blade, and her eyes, clear as autumn water, revealed a trace of poignant and beautiful a smile. Mo Zhanhua, the road through the netherworld is long and desolate; do not walk too hastily. Wait for me—once I rescue my parents, I will come to accompany you.

Secondary Consort Niohuru Yanrong held a bitter hatred for Primary Consort Sakda Huiyu, so she ordered Huanbi to secretly tamper with Primary Consort Sakda Huiyu's medicinal soup, causing the primary consort's condition to worsen.

A sword slashed across, and although it initially seemed to leave only a single cut, the flying sword suddenly began to spin, altering its trajectory. Within the exact same unit of time, a straight-line attack might only inflict damage once, but with a spinning flying sword, if the angle was mastered properly, the damage would multiply.

When Ye Qingluo, the Grand Judicial Officer, and the others arrived, what they beheld was such a lively scene.

Yes, enhanced by a digital avatar and stellar machinery, the Tathagata Palm's power far exceeded even that of a slit bomb—at least surpassing the slit bombs of this realm.

Du Qiu was somewhat skeptical. Had Ning Shuangshuang really not told Ning Yucheng about their blind date? After all, he was her own second uncle.

As for the rewards, the four random and five designated items need not be elaborated on; suffice it to say the achievements caused experience points to skyrocket.

Although Xia Ruoli was now capable of cultivation and possessed a triple cultivation physique, her cultivation time was short, and coupled with a period where her spiritual energy had stagnated, her spiritual energy tier was not very high.

Shen Huai's hand came so suddenly that Gu Mingxiu was caught off guard and felt a strange sensation. She furrowed her delicate brows, gave Shen Huai a peculiar look, and moved to pull away. However, Shen Huai had already withdrawn his hand and continued talking to her casually, as if he had not given his earlier intimate gesture a second thought.

Her entire body felt weak and limp. Pushed by the other person, Gu Mingxiu leaned weakly against a pillar and slowly slid down to sit on the ground. Her breathing grew somewhat chaotic, her face turned pale, and she looked rather unwell.

The van was black with one-way mirrored glass on the outside, preventing anyone from looking in, while the people inside could clearly observe the exterior.

Jun Xi looked up at the heavens feeling wretched. She naturally knew what Jun Chen was mocking; she had always referred to him as "that scoundrel Jun Chen" in the past.

Although Du Qiu and Sun Hongming had worked together for less than a year, he had witnessed all of Sun's dedication and responsibility under the pressure of "mad cow disease."

"We shall unite the remaining seven riders and swear allegiance to the Princess to the death!" The roar of the Crimson Cloud Cavalry shook the heavens and the earth.

Huang Yue swung his arms twice, and tears welled up in his eyes. Muyi glanced at Song Zheng and shook his head helplessly.

Seeing Murong Qingya's gentle smile from the side, a wave of dark malice surged in Situ Yanran's heart. Was this bitch mocking her? The humiliation from moments earlier combined with the current embarrassment welled up all at once, and she vowed in her heart to deal with Murong Qingya.

"Sister? Are you talking about Han Lingruo?" Murong Qingya looked at her with a cold and serene expression, her demeanor completely tranquil.

Even the three onlookers grew somewhat numb. They all sat down and began to watch the battle while snacking.

Glancing sideways, she saw the boy named Liu Ming sitting aside, watching her very calmly. Thus, an idea to tease him popped into her mind.

"I know Sun Li's character; she is not the kind of person who is careless, nor is she irresponsible!" Li Gouwa said.

It was just that she had no other choice right now; after all, she was too full to move, and there was simply nothing else to be done.

Hearing this, Elder Han Shi nodded slightly, then looked around at the crowd. Among these forty-five people, a total of nine were at the late stage of the Danling Realm, and there was only one strong individual at the early stage of the Huaying Realm—the Hundred Flowers Fairy, who had been personally accepted as an initiate disciple by the Ghost-Faced Elder.