Volume 1, Chapter 66: The Wedding of Princess Changle

Just as he was having some thoughts, he suddenly discovered that Li Kongzhen, who had entered the spatial rift together with him, had vanished directly inside it.

"You're courting death!" Yang Qifeng's momentum erupted violently. Taking a step forward, he thundered toward Old Celestial Master Zhang.

She said seriously, "You cannot control Dong Zhanzhan! In her eyes, the Shen family members are not her true kin; she will forever side only with those who share her blood. If she stays with Qi Huaijin, what possible benefit is there for the Shen family?"

Cui Ning hurriedly comforted, "Manager Wu, do not worry. With the two of us here, no evil entities can possibly enter." As he spoke, he flicked his hand, and a bright ball of flame ignited in his palm.

"With profit taking precedence, it matters not whether you are Chengzhi's sister or Zhanzhan is Yutong's younger sister," he said.

Moreover, the Northeast region possesses vast grasslands capable of supporting animal husbandry, alongside rich mineral and forestry resources. Securing the Northeast—excluding the sparsely populated Heilongjiang and Jilin—would make Liaoning province alone sufficient to resolve the livelihood issues of millions of citizens.

Regardless, whether it was Li Jiucheng acting independently or Kong Youde and Geng Zhong who were still in partnership, neither dared to linger long in Dengzhou Prefecture. The moment they stepped out of Dengzhou City, they headed straight for Laizhou Prefecture.

In truth, someone was indeed keeping watch. Not only Dumbledore and Voldemort lurking in the shadows, but even the centaurs were paying attention to Harry.

From the looks of it, this ambush had been a resounding success, resulting in the elimination of at least five cultivators from Qingfeng Stronghold. Judging by the magical artifact he wielded and his level of cultivation, the cultivator shrouded in thick smoke in particular should be the sixth-layer Qi Refining practitioner from Qingfeng Stronghold known as Li Wei.

For a moment, the great sun deep within the sea of consciousness blazed fiercely, attempting to suppress that endless, buzzing sound. Yet how could that truly be achieved? Regardless of what was tried, it still only had a negligible effect.

Hmph, since I cannot defeat you, I shall ride upon your head every single day and let you chase me to your heart's content. This village chief has many fine qualities, but only one flaw: I hold grudges. Who told you to kill me so many times before? In this lifetime, you shall serve as an ox and a horse to make amends to me.

That dark figure was lean and possessed an ordinary countenance. The only slightly unusual thing about him was perhaps the great sword strapped across his back.

Han Yueqiao did not utter another word and walked straight toward the sealed territory without hesitation. Beitang Chong'er naturally followed closely behind her, and seeing this, Huai Tian had no other choice despite his internal reluctance, so he hurried after Han Yueqiao as well.

Sun Ping's expression darkened. The moment he saw his son trampled beneath Chu Feng's feet, the fury in his heart became completely uncontrollable. Acting on impulse without thinking, he had rushed forward. Only now did he realize how rash his actions had been, leaving him with no choice but to glance at Sun Daolong down below and remain silent.

Given such profound affection, any degree of respect Qin Yue showed Cen Qingquan was entirely fitting. Naturally, when He Yunye was mentioned in the same breath as Cen Qingquan, this sentiment effortlessly extended to He Yunye as well.

Just as Song Xuan appeared on the verge of continuing his "fearless" and relentless assault on Liu Yong, a voice echoed loudly through the hall.

As the group continued their journey toward the City of Demons, a flurry of footsteps suddenly rang out from ahead. Hearing the noise, everyone furrowed their brows.

After all, Dujuan lacked any means of self-defense and could only hide temporarily. Furthermore, Qin Yue could not afford to split his focus to look after her; running off to fetch Dujuan right now would actually end up harming her.

"Mount Tai crushing the summit!" the sturdy man roared fiercely, using both hands to lift the bronze statue. Displaying an agility that completely contradicted his bulky frame, he leaped high into the air and crashed it ruthlessly down toward Li Jin's head.

Liu Fan said in a flat tone, brimming with disappointment. Through that simple test just moments ago, he had already discerned whether those traditional Chinese medicines were genuine or fake.

Ye Shang nodded and stepped into the room enveloped in a chill. Pei Ying thoughtfully handed her a warm cloak, pulled her close to the hearth, and pressed a roasted sweet potato into her hands—the only one that had been baked reasonably well.

"Ah-yi, whose phone call is that?" Jing Lin was woken up by the sound of my voice and asked me in a murmur.

The golden simurgh let out a plaintive chirping cry, joining the golden eagles in their game of dodgeball.

The earrings were roughly eighty percent new and started with no reserve price. Instantly, someone bid one hundred thousand, followed immediately by another bid of one hundred and fifty thousand.

Leo's containment was complete, and there was no longer any need to worry about it for the time being. Seeing Huhu lying flat before me, I quickly got up with a worried heart, wanting to go over and pick it up again.

"I am still far inferior to Teacher," the youth Pei Ying replied modestly, working together with her to shift the calligraphy onto the windowsill.

Seeing Zhuge Simin burning with rage, the bevy of male courtesans by her side hurriedly rushed forward to wait upon her. Some pounded her back, some massaged her shoulders, and others rubbed her temples, terrified of being caught in the crossfire.

There were no other bite or scratch marks; her neck and throat had simply been severed. Much like how the Tibetan mastiff Sanpi died without any combat injuries after being mauled by a Dalmatian, it was easy to suspect this was done by Ouyang Jiajia. Yet, why would Ouyang Jiajia do such a thing? If it was to destroy eyewitness evidence, why was the cow cat still alive?

Realizing that she had attempted to throw a sarcastic retort back at Lu Jincheng only to gain no advantage, lose ground, and end up being teased by him instead, Jiang Ke reached out and swatted his hand with her chopsticks.

Xu Wan directly drove away those who slacked off on the job, forbidding them from even packing their meager belongings. Consequently, very few people remained, but those who stayed behind were steadfast, hardworking, and loyal servants through and through.

Though the Xing family had fallen into decline and they lived lives inferior to those of senior maidservants in wealthy households, Xing Shen had never truly treated them poorly.

"You are truly despicable and shameless." Feng Qiwen had not expected Zhang Wenzhong to be thick-skinned enough to utter such words right to her face.

It was only after the police agreed to the conditions of using a pseudonym and taking no photographs that Cheng Hou nodded and allowed the officers to enter the hospital ward.