Chapter 67

But recalling the few words of rebuke Lin Yancheng had uttered earlier, they feared this might be another test and dared not refuse, hastily nodding their heads.

Unable to account to his benefactor afterward, Wu Sheng took the silver and fled overnight. Not long after, he was captured and locked in Junzhou’s prison, where he remained for many years—until Junzhou became territory of the Great Yue Kingdom, still imprisoned there, which made it convenient for Yue Cheng to find him and, after a round of interrogation, bring him forward as a witness.

Tang Chou pressed her hand to the hilt of her sword, already prepared to draw it at any moment if trouble arose. Yet, as she stepped inside, she immediately sensed the thick scent of blood lingering in the air.

Given their family’s chubby son’s innate strength, rather than worry about him being beaten, it was more likely one should worry about him beating others.

No one spoke up for Yue Fei, because everyone knew his identity. His third brother was the foremost rebel of the Song Dynasty, having swallowed vast lands in the north and self-proclaimed himself the ruler of the Great Yue Kingdom, now exuding the aura of a great nation. He was the emperor’s most pressing threat—who would dare to speak recklessly?

At this moment, Qiao Qin had already returned to normal, putting some distance between himself and Su Zhinen, yet their posture remained intimate.

Wild beasts like Golden Jinzi were different; no matter how careful one was, the disparity in size was impossible to ignore. If something truly went amiss, regret would come too late.

Wang Neng waved his hand; the Wang family had experienced something similar, while Shen Rong was somewhat overwhelmed by the attention.

On her way back from Tan Jun’s office, Jian Yuelan encountered Yang Zhaodi and her brother, who had just returned from the seaside.

Clearly, Lin Yancheng was unaware of these matters; all he knew was that at this moment, Liu Jingyan was surely watching him from somewhere. He must perform well to leave her a good impression before she departed.

During that period, she happened to notice her husband acting furtively, his mental state often seeming distracted.

Especially with the thrice-daily zombie assaults—even if their quality was lacking, not a single piece of equipment of fine quality had dropped so far.

"Since this is a grand event for Cangmang Star, summon the disciples here and let us speak together." Yao Rao spoke, and seeing Chi Yao nod, she released her cultivation, her seductive voice spreading throughout the Nine Cold Frost Palace.

“At first glance, I thought it was a black bear making noise, but on closer inspection, it turned out to be a one-eyed dragon playing with electricity. Sorry, I mistook you.” Liu Ming retorted without backing down.

As Lin Yue was dragged away, crestfallen, by Shen Su Yi, the Venerable Carefree finally breathed a sigh of relief. Behind him, a figure slowly emerged—it was Long Tuo.

The illusion of the Voidland shattered completely, and Niu Ma suddenly realized he was still kneeling in the woods of the chaotic graveyard.

When the black skeletal cavalry charged, the wolf riders’ minds went blank, then they raised their broadswords to meet them head-on.

Now the world was at peace, the crown prince’s strength was not comparable to the King of Wei, and with himself suppressing matters, no one could stir up any waves.

I laughed; these last few nights, as we dined in the courtyard, there was always the scent of a very fragrant grain liquor wafting from nearby tables.

“When we return home, I’ll take you to see it for yourself. Just tell me which one you like.” Sardo patted Liu Ming’s shoulder with a smile.

The terrifying “electrical signals” emanating from them—even though only a fraction was revealed—already left Harut in awe.

Yet according to the movie’s plot, Vision admits he cannot truly control the Mind Stone; if that’s the case, perhaps his power isn’t as formidable as imagined.

After a moment, Lu Qi paused. He craned his neck, looking around suspiciously, first scanning the area, then closing his eyes and spreading his spiritual sense. Only after confirming repeatedly that he was alone did he relax and proceed.

“Heaven and earth are indifferent, treating all things as straw dogs.” This doesn’t mean the heavens despise all things, but rather, from heaven’s perspective, nothing is special. Emperors and ministers, scholars, farmers, artisans, and merchants are equal; even a dying stray dog by the roadside is no different than the exalted emperor.

But Lu Qi’s mind had long sunk into the mysteries of the Five Elements and Yin-Yang, paying no heed to Li Jie’s words, sitting cross-legged and deep in thought.

Chu Xuan nodded, then snapped his fingers. Five black collars appeared, clasping around the necks and limbs of the four members of the East Sea team.

He was offering Monkey Brother a way out, so that the crowd wouldn’t misunderstand Sun Wukong and embarrass him.

Now, such a formidable force was so easily defeated by Qiming.

Thus, they claim this is a conspiracy. This is what Li Xianyao, the Vice Minister of Rites of Western Xia, said as spokesperson after Yelü Nanxian was injured and disappeared.

From the moment they entered the bamboo forest, those mutated creatures that had harassed them all the way vanished, never appearing before them again. Yet Nalan Ming did not relax in the slightest; the mist before him thickened, turning everything five meters ahead into a pale blur, and the seed of unease in his heart began to sprout.

Kato Yufeng was quite familiar with this; ever since he gained fame in Konoha Village, he was often spied upon.

Listening absolutely to Uchiha Madara’s orders, he went to the Hidden Mist Village above the Eastern Sea, and on his way back after completing his mission, was blasted out by the massive chakra and deafening explosions from Ohnoki.

It’s said his mother, Lady Yumei, had a goose-shaped face, apricot brows, bright eyes, a tall and slender figure, her alluring charm apparent everywhere, greatly loved by the Prince. The Third Prince, only eighteen or nineteen, was handsome and imposing, exuding the dignity of a ruler, yet there was a hint of evil in his brows.

Shu Zucheng was bound, unable to struggle; even as he sat atop the railing, his mouth trembled.

From this, it’s not hard to see that there is something suspicious here—perhaps this is our only hope to turn defeat into victory.

Having achieved her goal, Cao Yiyi returned to Liang Du’s side, and Cao Rong resumed his authoritative demeanor as the leader of his group.