Chapter 39 Used as a Pawn

"Yuexi, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell somewhere?" Tang Ying, worried because Song Yuexi kept daydreaming, waved her hand in front of her eyes and said anxiously, "I should take you to the hospital. If Brother Qi Sheng finds out I brought you to my cousin's house and you got frightened, he'll probably dislike me even more."

Song Yuexi snapped back to reality...

Deng Zizhao was a perceptive man; he knew exactly what he could and could not do. After careful consideration, Deng Zizhao went to work in another province, far from the capital—the center of power, and thus far from trouble.

Qin Changning, seeing that the two finally fell silent, reached out to touch her wildly beating heart. Was that really just a story?

Before they could fully approach the rows of brand new airplanes, beams of rainbow-colored light descended upon them one after another, tightly wrapping them up. For a moment, despair was written on every face.

"Thank you for recognizing me, sir! I will dedicate my youth to you..." Perhaps overwhelmed with excitement, Wang Daliang made yet another mistake in his choice of words.

"How do you know what happened in the palace?" Qin Changning couldn't figure it out. The Princess Jingran seemed utterly enamored with the Crown Prince. How could she suddenly decide to marry a man she didn't like, just because he had saved her life?

The white shadow suddenly transformed, its stance identical to that of the shield—it had vanished, replaced by a layer of white armor that appeared instantly, even the raised arms now clutching a jet-black spear.

The Princess Royal walked over as well, though her expression was far from pleasant. She looked at the magistrate of Jialing County and said, "Magistrate Qiu, we will be staying here for a few days. Please trouble yourself to arrange suitable accommodations." Ever since she learned that Qin Yan intended to harm them, she had no good feelings toward the Qin Bo family.

Shen Bing then switched the scene to Li Shuangqiang's web of fate, setting the date to August 1944.

On the ground, Xincheng and Chuntree lifted their heads, watching as Feiyan One and Feiyan Two swept over them.

Yet those who knew him understood: he was a flame—one powerful enough to melt all glaciers.

"I only wish to enjoy peace undisturbed by the world in this palace. Therefore, let it be named 'Palace of Serenity!'" Xuanhuan said, waving a hand. A brilliant light fell upon the vacant plaque, revealing the characters "Palace of Serenity."

Though the powers of the two spatial gods had repelled each other before, once entering Platinum Silver's body, there was no sign of rejection. As Platinum Silver felt a hint of joy in his heart...

The hot-tempered Sandman shouted out; if he were not made of sand, his face would surely be burning red with shame.

Of course, every parent hopes their child will be the protagonist of every story.

Wentian continued to absorb the elemental energy around him, forcefully turning the surrounding tens of miles into a zone devoid of spiritual energy. My hands gripping the sword started to tremble uncontrollably—I felt as if I might lose control at any moment.

The dinosaur people, completely unaware, still hoped the Nagas would take them away from Earth, not realizing they had already been abandoned.

The night was tranquil. Outside a villa hidden at the foot of the mountain, a white convertible Porsche sped in. The clean ground was scattered only with fallen leaves, swirling and dancing under the wheels—a scene both ethereal and beautiful, as if gods dwelled there.

Queen strained to peer into the darkness in the direction of the sound. She saw a large horse mechanically approaching and hurriedly stepped back a few paces. When her bare foot touched the edge of the carpet, she instantly withdrew it; the edge was covered with uneven, jagged stones.