Chapter Thirty-Four

However, due to Liu Dai’s various self-destructive actions, even though Cao Cao had already secured the army of Yanzhou, these forces numbered less than two hundred thousand.

"I was sleeping at home and overslept, is that okay?" Huangfu Ye snorted, though he felt childish the moment he said it.

"Click." Xia Fangyuan pressed the shutter. On the screen, there were two expressionless faces.

Hearing Gong Shaoxie call her name, Xia Fangyuan shouted, "Don't say any more!" She was terrified—terrified that she would waver in the next second.

However, I could think of this, and Chen Bing would certainly think of it too. After all, she had been planning this for a long time and would surely have considered every detail thoroughly.

Moreover, they were not just used for killing; they were also highly skilled at tracking and searching for prey by following mere shadows and whispers.

A light kiss, fleeting as a dragonfly skimming the water, left them both stunned.

Taixuan raised his Heaven-Measuring Staff and tapped the void lightly. With a crisp cracking sound, the shifting space-time before him suddenly froze. Space shattered like a mirror, and he abruptly reappeared in the palace.

He drew a platinum longsword adorned with gold and brilliant gems, gently touching it to the shoulder of Li Si, who was kneeling on one knee.

This wine was not as famous as the vintages in the capital’s taverns, but as Ling Chen drank it, he felt it was even better than the signature drinks of those establishments.

The puppet soldiers were stunned by this, looking at one another in confusion like monks unable to touch their own heads, not understanding what this lunatic was talking about.

Ning Zhi walked to the door of Lu Jimin’s bedroom. The servant knocked gently, but there was no response; it was deathly quiet inside.

Yet, this version of Lu Jinhe was so good—still high and aloof, unstained by dust, a Lu Jinhe who had not been dragged down by her.

With his "cub" away, although Emperor Ling had plenty of tasks to pass the time, he still felt bored.

Ning Zhi lowered her eyes, staring at the abrupt mark for a long time, before finally turning to look at the oblivious Yuan Mei beside her.

An Youzhen was stunned at first. She thought for a long while before she finally understood why Pei Yourong felt troubled.

This was, in fact, his own inner thought process; he had brainwashed himself into believing that the sordid desires he felt for Ning Zhi were actually a way to provide them with a life of abundance.

In their eyes, demons and monsters were certainly frightening, but not as frightening as the human heart, nor as terrifying as war.

Mo Li smacked his lips, wanting to say something but ultimately holding back. He also had no idea what kind of fit Lu Yi was throwing now.

No sooner had Gongsun Wuji finished speaking than Wen Zhong, wielding his golden male and female maces, had already charged toward the Ancestor of All Demons.

In the distance, the sound of gongs echoed, and someone shouted with authority, "The Emperor is on inspection! All bystanders, clear the way immediately!" As the sound of hooves and footsteps drew closer, the Qianlong Emperor arrived.

Hearing that the disciples of Fengmanlou would go first, many of the skeptical martial artists in the world let down their guard.

"I heard you and Lin Xiangyu split up again?" Li Muye held his wine glass, using his mouth like a funnel to pour the alcohol into his stomach.

When Erin and Kong Yu saw Linyin turn her head, they turned as well, and as a result, they were the first to see that terrifying ghost.

In truth, although she had no special someone, she had reached the age where romantic feelings were easily stirred! A person’s life is short; no matter how much time passes, having one intimate companion is enough.

Xia Tianlin and An Rushuang were unable to avoid the clash and retreated far away, fearing that the lawless man would drag them into the battlefield.

Gao Lingxue brushed off her clothes, looking resentfully at the departing luxury car. The young Master Yang had clearly been interested in her just now, so why didn't he offer her a ride? It must have been her cousin's meddling; she wouldn't have snatched Master Yang away.

She patted her bulging purse, which held fifty taels of silver. Although all of this money would be given away today, Chuchu felt no heartache at all.

Zhao Jue’s arm began to tremble uncontrollably, and ink dripped more and more, leaving the pristine scroll in a miserable state.

"Murphy, you’ve fallen for it!" Gelin’s crisp voice rang in Murphy’s ear. The next instant, two vines sprouted from the ground and wrapped directly around Murphy’s ankles.

When everyone saw the blue and white behemoths in the spacious courtyard, they were so shocked that their mouths fell open and their eyes widened, standing frozen in place.

"I lost. The winner takes all, and the loser is the villain..." Huai Jing laughed miserably, his pale face looking incredibly strained.

The rise and fall of the ten great powers were just the same, which is why so many people wanted to use the Flower Festival to rewrite their destinies.

Yu Xin, who was feeling slightly better, was still being held by Shi Haoran, but she too was stunned by the exquisite sight before her.

A youth who had just finished a round of farm work and habitually glanced under the tree shade found no one there. On a whim, he looked behind Li Dongmei and truly saw that figure, stumbling and uneven, treading crookedly through the mud.

Back then, Jingtai had died in the Northwest; only Baili Yun, the Crown Prince, and the Emperor knew of this. Later, because the Emperor wanted to mourn Jingtai in secret, he told the Empress so she could help cover up some of his actions. He dared not tell the Empress Dowager under any circumstances.

Although the capital had been very lively lately, it was also in a period of great unrest. Upon hearing the word "poison," almost everyone present, except for Huo Qiqi, subconsciously linked it to the incident with the poisonous insects and snakes.

Even if he was unhappy about his initiative, since the person had come over and sat down, no one could bring themselves to drive him away.

A certain dark-faced lieutenant was so angry he nearly fainted. Damn it, what did that have to do with anything? How many people in the Lingnan barracks were fair-skinned anyway?

The person sending the gift was actually a man of the martial arts world. This was something Hua Pingyang had not expected. Of course, although Wang Que had interacted with him, as a returnee from abroad, he knew nothing of the martial world and certainly could not recognize who belonged to it.

The convoy finally arrived outside a valley. This was a place at the border between the two countries, a zone that had been ignored by all three parties for years. The valley would have been a good spot for an ambush, and both nations had intended to occupy it, but after years of fighting, neither could hold it, so they eventually gave it up together.

The smile on Mother Hua’s face froze instantly. She never expected that Huo Qiqi would actually want to redeem the courtesan Qingya.