Volume 1, Chapter 49: Mistaken Identity of an Old Flame

Murong Yin pondered for a moment. Since the beast troupe would surely draw a large crowd, escaping should be relatively easier.

As for the exact connection between the two, constrained by his limited perspective, Chai Jin could not figure it out for the moment.

In an instant, the surging fragrance fell utterly silent, like a tamed beast exhaling a gentle, warm, and clear scent.

Lin Jinfeng stepped out from the storm, a faint blue light flickering on his fingertip before slowly fading away. He then walked over and slowly drew the Moon Splendor Sword.

The afternoon sunlight was warm and comfortable. Fortunately it was still the month of Red Gold; in a few months, one would surely detest the scorching heat of the sun.

"The tea you brewed this time is excellent. You have been wandering the rivers and lakes for so long; it seems you have truly gained a great deal." Luo Ran was not always a stern elder, even in the case of the Demonic Star. At this moment, having arrived in a strange virtual world, Luo Ran no longer wore the stern expression he reserved solely for his disciple.

Upon hearing the news that the imperial army was making a grand and aggressive sortie, the leaders gathered at the White Dragon Temple were struck dumb with astonishment.

Xavi's parents had not accidentally stumbled in here like Xavi did. At that time, his parents, Ezekiel and Christine, seemed to be tracked by something. To evade pursuit and find a place to rest, they had come here.

Once the curtains were drawn down, they exchanged sweet whispers and murmurs, which suddenly gave way to the sound of tearing garments, mingled with delicate gasps and heavy breathing. Having truly not been intimate for a full year, and busy with their respective duties the previous two nights, they were finally reunited. When the golden wind and jade dew meet, the depth of their affection kept them entwined for a long time without ceasing.

I began to grow a bit anxious. It was getting very late, and if I couldn't find a way out soon, I might have to spend the night stranded in the forest.

Even if he were to suddenly appear before those people and tell them, "Your bodies are robust, there is nothing wrong with you at all, live well and you are bound to reach a hundred," they still wouldn't believe a word of it.

Her heart had been pierced by a bullet, bleeding profusely, and at this moment, it was screaming madly to snatch away her life. Yet, being able to witness Zhang Yi's stunned expression made death itself seem not so difficult to face and endure.

Not only could she bring along someone who was at odds with Ning Churan, but she also acquired a handy and reliable gun of her own; Gu Sisi was exceptionally pleased.

He jumped up and immediately felt his body soar with a lightness akin to a swallow skimming the water. When he waved his fists and kicked his legs, his movements were completely fluid and unhindered.

Upon seeing Shen Yun, Pan Pei'en's rigid expression softened with a trace of respect. This respect stemmed partly from her father, Shen Yunhong, and partly from her heroic feat at the UN General Assembly Hall three years ago. Of course, Cao Fang's unwavering love for her also moved him deeply, though he never let such emotion show on his face.

Upon hearing Liang Hao's inquiry, the other party eagerly blurted out all the rules, regulations, and conditions of the Drunken Heart House in one breath.

"I'll have to trouble you to look after Zixin then. I'll come over to see her tomorrow," An Chuleng said as she stood up and offered her instructions.

She wasn't particularly afraid of the competition, but Ning Churan was unsure whether she ought to seek the spotlight, because once involved, she would undoubtedly become very busy, and she didn't know if she was mentally prepared for it.

Living things were inherently more pleasing to the eye than lifeless objects printed on fabric. Held in her hands, every single plant was a treasure she had meticulously nurtured with her own blood and care.

"The operation has failed, and the poor fellow has been captured," the delicate and handsome man said with a faint smile on his face, as if the matter had nothing to do with him whatsoever.

Qin Su wore a knowing expression. "I knew you wouldn't offer courtesies without an ulterior motive. Speak, what is it?" Normally, Gao Haotian was so busy he was rarely seen; coming home this early to dine with the two of them clearly meant he had something on his mind.

"Uncle, our Realm of War army will arrive tomorrow anyway. Why don't we leave tonight? Otherwise, if that old thief Leng Wuhexue discovers that we have long since allied with the Divine Realm, we'll be in grave danger!" Zhan Xuehong said, her eyes filled with deep anxiety.

Yingyue decided to bide her time and observe the developments. Besides, she had already made other arrangements for Lisa and Mofi, and she doubted the eldest prince could pull off any clever tricks. As for the emperor himself... most likely, he was just trying to win over the people's hearts.

At this moment, under Mu Xifeng's bloody suppression, the remaining cultivators were completely terrified. They scrambled with all the strength their mothers had given them, fleeing frantically toward the inner confines of the Divine Emperor City, no longer daring to cross swords with the young master Mu. As for Li Changfeng, who had been cowering behind the crowd of cultivators, he was already so frightened he had vanished without a trace.

"Th-then I'll go change my clothes..." I reached into the backpack on the adjacent table and pulled out a pair of spare basketball shorts. I hadn't brought swimming trunks, so these would have to do; they were made of mesh anyway and would dry quickly in the sun a little later.

Immediately, her face flushed a deep crimson. Fortunately, under the cover of night, no one noticed her embarrassment.

The Immortal Realm and the Barbaric God Realm were considered "neighbors," but the spatial distance between them was unimaginably vast. Even if one were to travel continuously via teleportation arrays toward the Barbaric God Realm, it would still take a full decade to arrive.

Lin Yinan's expression froze instantly. He looked at Zhong Yue with a trace of worry, genuinely feeling concerned for this brother-in-law of his.

Gathering all his might into his arms, Mu Xifeng clenched his teeth tightly and pressed down fiercely! In an instant, the demonic sword in his hand slashed deep into the shoulder of the Dragon Emperor, causing a stream of dark red blood to spurt forth!

Furthermore, one could eliminate political rivals; whenever there was a grudge against someone, that person could be sent to face the most perilous situations. Would they dare to disobey a military order? Going meant death, and refusing to go also meant death.

The crowded and noisy commotion on the plaza vanished instantly as everyone's gaze converged upon the high platform.

Ma Xiaofang curled his lips into a sneer, thinking to himself: *Well played, Fang Congzhe. You say this old man has no problems simply because you view me as nothing more than a wealthy, arrogant good-for-nothing scoundrel from Beijing, don't you?*

"It is Usami Katsuyuki-dono, the second son of Usami Suruga no Kami-dono, the protector of Kanto." Tao Changfang immediately uttered an unbelievable name.

"Very well then~" Ma Xiaofang opened the medicine box and swallowed the two semi-finished supernatural capsules.

"The Uesugi generals dispatched to Kiku and Iwaki counties are all retainers of the Fujirawa government. I fear they will round up all of us and escort us to Aizu to await punishment. It would have been much better if they were retainers of Lord Kenshin of Shian." Suda Hideyuki shook his head and said.