Chapter 53
The Prince of Chenliu spoke again: "Since you have come to protect the emperor, and the Son of Heaven is right here, why do you not dismount?" Dong Zhuo was greatly startled and hurriedly prepared to dismount. At that very moment, however, a sudden peal of thunder crashed across the clear blue sky, striking terror into the hearts of men.
The academy director lit a pair of white candles by the window, their flames flickering and wavering as if about to be extinguished by the chilling wind.
"How dare you—" With a furious roar, Elder Shen lunged forward in a sudden ambush, throwing out nine rapid palms to deflect the fat man's fatal blow, and leapt to stand before Ren Chongyun.
Lying on the bed, Bai Xue looked at Andy and the others. Hearing the words of Phantom Moon and Yueru, she realized that the three people outside were acquaintances her sister had met in the game.
Wang Hao narrowed his eyes, a trace of icy chill entering his tone. Beside him, Zhou Shan's body imperceptibly tensed into a bow.
"You..." Among Yuan Shao's three adult sons, Yuan Shang was his favorite. As one of Yuan Shang's subordinate generals, Guo Yuan naturally harbored a sense of superiority. Now, being cornered so bluntly by Gao Gan, his face turned livid with anger, and his lips trembled without being able to utter a word.
Both the mudskippers and razor clams were boiled in plain water, though the mudskippers were simmered longer to absorb the flavors more deeply.
Feng Yao covered her face and ran off weeping, while Wang Bogu was so infuriated that he rolled his eyes and passed out cold on the spot, plunging the grand hall once more into utter chaos. Xie Banwei grabbed the fat man and made a swift escape; before the two could even run back to the Bureau of Military Intelligence, they were overtaken by a brocade-clad secret agent and dragged off to drink a round of wine. It was only the next day that they learned Wang Bogu had suffered a stroke from sheer anger.
"Drip-drop—" The music began to play, and the carousel horses started to turn, moving up and down in a slow, gentle rotation. Most of those seated upon them were adorable children, which reminded Ouyang Yingqi of her own childhood.
Zu Dashou said, "Obeyed! Please, Lord Wei and the Commander, come to the map so this subordinate may explain in detail." With that, he rose, walked over to the wall, and began explaining the situation point by point using the map hanging there.
As soon as Su Meng finished speaking, all of our eyes turned toward her. A sudden wave of warmth and happiness welled up in my heart; Sister Meng was still the same—no matter what, she would always support me. Perhaps, just like back when we were first together, in her eyes, I was always in the right.
By the time Mother Xiao called, the matters here in Hao Cheng had already been settled, and a bored Zhu Zhu and Ye Yihang were sitting downstairs playing cards.
"Do you really think you can stop me here?" At that moment, Loki's figure appeared upon the sofa. He sat there leisurely with his legs crossed, a mocking smile curling the corners of his lips.
Yet watching Jiang Xia as she now pouted her lips, seemingly still lost in deep thought over there, he merely smiled back at her.
Leaving aside other matters, even when conducting simple business at a bank, there is a clear distinction between VIP and non-VIP customers.
Even Liancheng Yingyao himself did not understand why such a simple sentence could cause him to freeze so suddenly.
He was somewhat reluctant to imagine what might follow: once she learned the truth, would she look at him with disappointment? Would she rather it were he who vanished rather than Xi?
"Why would the spirit of the Blood Realm rewrite its rules? What is it trying to do?" I looked at the old man and asked.
Seeing the exchange of glances between the two, Xiuneng felt the anger within his chest tending to burn ever more fiercely.
"..." Fang Baili felt as though he had been drenched with a bucket of dog's blood. He silently placed the baby dragon on the ground, attempting to let it return to its mother.
The morning air still held a chill, and the frost on the tree leaves had not yet faded. With sharp eyes, Shui Yaoguan noticed that while Shui Daquan frequently breathed out puffs of white vapor as he spoke, his lips were trembling uncontrollably from the cold.
Bai Shaohao smiled and nodded, knowing that Linger was genuinely worried about him. In that instant, Bai Shaohao could not help but take Linger's hand in his.
Now that he had cultivated the strength of five horses, if he were to continue eating ordinary, coarse bran food, all his efforts during this period would have been in vain. Naturally, Ye Tian would not allow matters to progress to that state.
After being set down by the white-robed disciple, Lu Jiu gazed into the distance with a look of lingering longing. As the lyrics were sung one by one, he leaned straight backward, landing squarely into a "sofa" formed by four disciples, pressing an imaginary remote control.
Even within the City of Dead Lands, those who could speak to him in such a manner were exceedingly rare. And even if there were such people, Guo Liuyi believed absolutely that the person before him could not possibly be one of them.
Chen Xi handed Mi Daxiong over to Suya and paid him no further mind, leaving the man and beast to cross the barrier of language and argue back and forth.
"This subordinate pays respects to the Imperial Noble Consort. What brings Your Majesty here on such a grand visit?" King Ning asked, making a bow devoid of any genuine respect.
As soon as these words were spoken, they stirred a ripple of reaction, and everyone cast their gazes upon Bai Shaohao. Zi Moyang, who had held a rather favorable impression of Bai Shaohao just moments before, now also furrowed his brow slightly.
At that very instant, he felt the immense weight pulling from below, causing him to instantly grip the rock face. Looking down, he saw that the section of rope was still swaying slowly.
Having spoken halfway, Ren Zhen stalled like a toy with its spring unspound. He lowered his head deeply, an unmistakable look of embarrassment resting upon his face.
The moment the words left his mouth, he suddenly realized what he had said, and instantly wished he could bite off his tongue.
Hearing the three of them speak thus, Liu Dahua also felt an urge to retreat rising within him. Yet he reasoned that since this great demon had already leaped out into the open, it would not easily let them slip away.