Chapter 85: Li Guoqiu and Li Hu

“Do you want to try some?” Cao Bin glanced at him, smiling as he spoke.

“Of course I do!” Zhao Manman nodded repeatedly.

Who wouldn’t like something so delicious?

“Then come help out instead of just waiting to eat.”

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“To be honest, if you and Marshal Xiao hadn't resorted to such laughable and clumsy tactics that day, your Great Liao might not have necessarily lost. Do you still remember the crying of Princess Li Huafei back then? She secured such a good opportunity for you, but you kept making mistakes, missing one chance after another.”

Lan Xinyan said: “Life is full of misunderstandings, don’t guess blindly. You shouldn’t be swayed by worldly prejudice; you must uphold proper values and see clearly.”

Normally, Bi Shu was not an impulsive person, but the bond between siblings ran deep. Moreover, he sensed Bi Yan’s murderous intent towards Mu Bai. Unconsciously, a surge of hostility rose in his heart, and now, faced with Mu Bai’s indifferent expression, his anger only grew.

Moved, I lifted my brows slightly. “I just fear another storm might arise. Sorry for making you worry as well…” I trailed off, catching myself just in time, for my mother’s tears were streaming swiftly down her face. I hurried to embrace her and lead her into the car, heading home together.

As the thread of sword energy entered his body, Mu Bai could feel distinctly that it contained a domineering, aged, and profound aura, within which there was a hint of endless vitality.

“I only want to marry you soon—is that so wrong?” The gentle words came with a pleading gaze.

Generally, those who endure hardships first are later either able to bear it or seize the chance to revolt; without guidance, it’s hard to follow the right path.

Shen Nao knitted his brows tightly, glanced at the driver, and took the lead. After only a few steps, Huo Jidu’s mother called out to him from behind.

At the same time, his halted steps moved forward again; a sea of fire erupted around him, as if he had transformed into a fire dragon, following the Demon Scaly Beast and crashing forward, sweeping up the cultivators before him.

“…” The young master said nothing more, maintaining silence. With his indifference, the entire hall fell once again into stillness.

“Of course—the five academies in Qingzhou are obviously weaker than the five academies in Youzhou.” Ye Juntian suddenly understood.

“All those grudges are from the last generation. I’ve never believed that anyone in this generation should pay for the sins of the previous one.” Tang Yu’s tone was resolute, without a hint of hesitation.

In the next moment, Lin Xiu’s wounds on his back began to heal rapidly, and before long he was fully recovered.

No sooner had the incantation been spoken than a flash of yellow light appeared, and deafening thunder exploded on the evil spirit, the continuous rumble shaking the tempered glass so violently it buzzed.

Yet, the pressure Ye Juntian exerted on her was too great, and she still fell uncontrollably from the arena.

Three days later, Luo Xing kept his promise and killed the county magistrate to consecrate the flag. In those three days, he was far from idle: he used the carpenters in his unit to build dozens of cloud ladders. The siege began.

At first, Ye Juntian dared not infuse too much bird pattern, using only half his firepower. He feared excessive heat would crack the furnace.

He was bringing Qing Lianzi and Yuan Zisu, riding a giant eagle, landing beside the woods near the Saltless Pool.

It was hard to tell whether Chen Shaohua’s eye for clothes was exceptionally keen, or Zhang Jin was simply a natural clothes model, but the garments bought fit him perfectly.

Yet in my memory, Bai Hao and Rou’er didn’t seem to have much between them—how did the two end up together now?

Gu Yi was unnerved by such captivating eyes, his scalp tingling, his whole body on edge. He shivered, biting his lip hard before finally breaking eye contact, muttering a not-too-loud curse.