Chapter 62: Thrilling, simply thrilling!
"Passed out already?"
"Down after just a single bowl? Surely not."
"What a useless coward, unable to even hold a bowl of liquor, unworthy of being a Liangzhou man."
"Carry him away, let me try!"
The third man stepped forward, and Xu Mu smiled faintly, pouring another bowl of wine.
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In the era when Wang Ziran lived, even in the scorching heat of summer, people relied on air conditioning to get by, leaving no chance to feel such refreshing breezes. Therefore, despite having an air conditioner in the room, Wang Ziran had no intention of closing the window.
The new love seemed powerless, her eyes rolling upward, as if she were constantly suffering torment at the hands of a vicious hound.
Harboring defiance, Yang Yan suddenly felt the spatial fluctuation come to an abrupt halt, and then the surrounding mist rapidly dimmed.
On the way back to the hotel, the bodyguard Jason and the others treated Li Hao with even greater respect, almost rivaling the attitude they held toward their own boss.
Zhun ti also prepared to return to Mount Sumeru to consult with Jie Yin regarding sending envoys to the Great Tang to establish mutual embassies and handle immigration to Mount Sumeru.
"Are you all deaf? Let me say it again. If you refuse to kneel down, then from this day forward, never set foot in my humble temple again." Zhang Feng had already spoken to this extent; if everyone still refused to kneel, it truly would be unjustifiable.
Xu Wu's deduction came to an abrupt halt. This suddenly bizarre scene in the arena caused Lin Han's brows to knit slightly. He glanced at Xiao Chan, whose phoenix eyes welled with profound confusion, and then looked toward the Xiao clan elder Xiao Du and the honored guest Xu Wu, a trace of contemplation flashing through his deep eyes.
"Then where did the royal family go? Why have they delayed in returning to make decisions for us beastmen?" Leader Ling Ruo asked very respectfully.
"Alas." A look of utter helplessness hung on Zheng Herui's face, as if there were still many unspeakable secrets hidden behind this matter.
"Given your status, let alone one errand runner, thousands or ten thousands would be a matter of just a single word. Why must you insist on this person named Lin Yu?" Xu Xiao asked softly.
"Nothing, I'm just feeling a bit restless and want some peace and quiet by myself!" Ouyang Chenfu didn't want to elaborate. He believed that getting married and having children was not the most important thing in life; even if he were to follow that path eventually, he wanted to find someone on his own rather than submit to the arrangements of others.
Su Mufan did not know what was going through Yuan Daochu's mind, but broadly speaking, it roughly aligned with his "plan."
That crazed, sword-carrying young man exuded sword qi from his entire body, leaking out in wisps. Every single wisp that brushed against the heart of Su Biwu, a veteran of many battlefields, evoked an inexplicable sense of palpitations.
In the middle of the night, Qian Xiaonuan felt someone beside her and sleepily opened her eyes, catching sight of a familiar figure.
Tang Jian raised his head and stared fixedly at Rufeng for a moment, the complexity of his emotions reflected in his gaze, making Rufeng's heart pound nervously.
After several breaths, a senior martial brother slowly approached from behind him, seemingly searching for some scripture scrolls.
She had almost been led astray by Fu Tingshen; fortunately, she reacted in time, otherwise how could she have explained such a supernatural occurrence?
Unexpectedly, this classmate suddenly brought the matter out into the open. Everyone widened their eyes to watch the teacher's reaction, eagerly waiting for direct confirmation on whether it was a rumor or not.
To outsiders, he at most merely liked Lin Xiaoqiao, with no one realizing how deeply and desperately he loved her.
Under the moonlight, a sudden and miserable shriek rang out. Following that, four heads flew into the air simultaneously, and their bodies collapsed limply into a pool of blood.
Upon the main seat, Empress Changsun remained unperturbed by the young man's actions, speaking with a tranquil expression.
The Howl System was speaking to Jian Ruonan inside her mind, completely out of Xuanwu's hearing. He was currently grief-stricken, and even if Jian Ruonan displayed any anomalies, he would not have noticed.