Chapter 46

He knew that his sixth brother, in order to avoid contending with him for the imperial throne, had willingly dashed his head against the pillar in their late father's bedchamber. Yet, he never expected that, to ensure his sixth brother securely held the throne, their father would arrange so many people to support him.

She disliked that fox because whenever he stroked it, his striking eyes always held a trace of tenderness.

Upon going upstairs, An Hongtao saw An Jinpeng emerge from the shower, trying on a newly purchased outfit before the mirror. It was a white casual suit, and worn by his son, he truly looked exceptionally handsome—at first glance, he indeed had the aura of a prince.

Zhen Rou followed the direction of Zheng Linglong's finger and, sure enough, saw bloodstains on the snow beneath Cao Jing's sword.

He was unwilling to admit that he loved her; to this day, he had never said it aloud. Yet, if he were awake, if time could be turned back, he probably would not have done this. He would not have let her return to City B; he would have found a way in New York to trick her into sleeping with him, letting the mistake continue and living out a quiet, ordinary life together.

When the cloud vulture flew closer to the ground, they could all hear the tremors caused by the fierce beasts running across the earth.

It was Song Ke who had done this. Since his master had already stated that Song Ke's talent surpassed his own, it was only natural that Song Ke had arranged a wrong path for them right from the beginning.

Meanwhile, Lan Yu found that he seemed particularly fond of her shameless demeanor. Acting somewhat spoiled in this manner, it was something Qin Chen herself had not even realized.

Given Elder Meng's status, no matter how much he desired it, he could never proactively offer to buy a gift that had just been given to someone else.

She raised her head and caught sight of a beam of light breaking through the sky above the Land of Divine Retribution at some unknown moment, landing precisely upon her.

"Understood?" Shen Wei asked. "If you understand, go back and continue practicing your sword." Not every apology could earn forgiveness, especially when the apology came with an ulterior motive.

Except for Long Fei, who managed to maintain his stance, the rest—including Zhao Fei—were hit head-on by this sudden, violent momentum, forcing them to take several steps back before they could steady themselves and stand firm.

Jules Byrd was tinkering with equipment in another room. The test he was about to give Yu Yichen carried a certain degree of risk, so he had to be cautious. Moreover, concerning Yu Yichen, this test embodied an idea of his—the culmination of his many years of accumulated experience. He believed it would become a revolution for interior players.

The Body Refining Technique recorded that as long as one practiced diligently according to the martial arts moves described within, within seven days, one's physical fitness would see a tremendous improvement. If one could persist for a month, one could basically become fearless against any physical attacks from enemies. If maintained for an even longer duration, one could forge a body of indestructible diamond.

Yu Yichen was unable to judge his subsequent movements based on his prior actions, and thus could not determine his passing routes or anticipate his shooting angles to execute a block.

It was unclear what exactly this Immortal Ascension Pagoda was, as it could forcefully provoke inner demons. As she pondered this, a sound suddenly came from overhead, resembling the movement of something.

"This..." Ying Zhi's expression shifted slightly, as if she did not know how to speak. After a moment, she said, "This is a misunderstanding." Having spoken, she subconsciously glanced again in the direction of Lanhua, her gaze a mix of annoyance and grievance, tinged with a hint of vulnerability. It made Lanhua break out in goosebumps all over again.

Seeing Taishi Ci so furious, Pei Feng also understood to some extent that Sun Guan and the others remaining alive until now was undoubtedly a stroke of luck. Those who pursued them were all great generals who disdained ganging up on the outnumbered.

The Goddess Mother had told him to think it through and carefully weigh the pros and cons. After thinking about it thoroughly, Diao Lang returned the Falling Bell to her. After all, the Falling Bell of the nether sea abyss could only have one master—the Nether Sea Divine Official of the酆都 Emperor, Xuan Su.

Wang Yue waited until Chen Zhan closed the elevator to ascend before reluctantly leaving, unable to help clapping his hands and running off excitedly.

This time, Shang Jingxing could finally no longer remain silent. The person who appeared in the third ball of light was completely unexpected to him.

Bubu did not dare to be negligent and raised his palm to parry. Amidst the surging palm force, he caught the fragrance emanating from Wei Sui's cuffs, stirring a very distinct feeling in his heart.

Then congratulations, disciple, you have gained another capable helper. This person possesses boundless fortune, which is usually imperceptible.

"While we may not be able to call the shots for the Great Commercial Alliance, with the Luo brothers supporting you and us assisting from the sidelines, there shouldn't be any problem with this matter, right?" Lander replied.

Wasn't this Zheng family quite well-off too, running a company in the provincial capital? It was said their conditions were even better than the Qin family's; why would they covet Sister Xiangyi's money?

A million miles away, within the Imperial Palace of the Divine Realm's Tianquan Empire, Emperor Qingyang was closely monitoring the various developments of the infighting within the Cloud Dragon Sect.

"Why does your tone sound like you're trying to fleece me!" Liu Jianguo said with a smile, making a joke.

At that moment, a heaven-shaking roar suddenly erupted from the opposite side. Then, led by a fat, gigantic general brandishing two iron hammers, three hundred cavalrymen suddenly charged madly toward their side. The momentum was like the collapse of the nine heavens or the breaching of the Yellow River, and the murderous aura rushed at them from afar.

Lan Chengfeng's eyes were densely bloodshot, madness evident in them. The high-hanging bright moon was stained with a layer of blood in his vision, looking chillingly like a blood moon.

Beneath his yellow silk parasol, Huang Taiji truly moved when faced with the enemy's instantly reorganized phalanx.

Official positions during the Qin and Han dynasties inherited those of the Shang and Zhou, while paving the way for the Sui and Tang. Although they formed a self-contained system with the Three Ducal Ministers and Nine Ministers as the framework, the peripheral and minor official positions were exceedingly numerous and could be said to be rather obscure and difficult to comprehend.

With the service being this good, who would worry about him going elsewhere in the future for baby photos, wedding anniversary photos, and the like?

The people around were chattering and discussing. At this age, wasn't the only Prince still remaining in Chang'an City without going to his fiefdom the Prince of Jin?

The generous treatment of the King of Hanzhong was one aspect; in his view, the higher the official position and the greater the power, the more things he could accomplish.

First of all, she had to have money, He Zhichun thought, taking out a bowl-cake she had just secretly tucked into her sleeve pocket and taking a fierce bite.

Just like the last season, the set design was just as grand. However, the previous time the theme was fantasy adventure, whereas this time it had transformed into a food war.

Not only to successfully squeeze onto the single-plank bridge amidst thousands of troops and horses, but also to secure a particularly brilliant result.