Volume 1, Chapter 48: I Have You in My Heart

Ao me tornar a protagonista, o vilão maquiavélico se apaixonou por mim à primeira vista. Tinta pausada não é livro. 1928 words 2026-08-04 04:33:21

Amidst rumbling thunder and flashing lightning under a canopy of dark clouds, through the concerted efforts of everyone, it took more than half a day to finally complete the setup of the mountain-guarding array.

"Lance, how much longer until the backup power is restored?" The Envoy of Dharma's voice rang out.

"What? Sister, are you telling the truth—" Just at that moment, a startled cry came from inside the room, and then Feng Yudie rushed out from the doorway, raining blows with her fists upon Liu Qingshan.

Previously, that person created the Multi-Child Divine Pill, bringing blessings to the Holy Domain; now, by imparting a lifetime of experience in alchemy and artifact crafting, he would likewise benefit the entire Holy Domain. Both were acts of immense virtue.

He always felt that if his memories were restored, something extremely painful and heavy—something that might strip away the very essence of who he was—would emerge.

Ancestor Qi was greatly startled; he felt his entire body stiffen, and a thin layer of frost began to spread across his face and robes.

On the hull of the super flagship, the dreadnought "Burial Land", numerous hatches swung open, and shuttles and escape pods swarmed out like bees leaving the hive, fleeing in terror toward the rear.

He shook his head with a faint smile. Even if Citie's strength were inexplicably low for some reason, it certainly couldn't be limited to the mere strength of a single ox. However, he had no intention of arguing the point, and stubbornly repeated his demand.

Formidable though this tribulation of passing years was, he practiced the Dao of the Wheel of Time and possessed profound mastery over it, so naturally he felt not a shadow of fear.

Connecting this to the hint left by Li Yunjing in the void space of the Dao arena, the creation of spatial fissures must be related to subtle resonance.

This was the first time Mizuki had heard such a story. Although the young man spoke in very general terms, by connecting the key points, she was able to understand it clearly.

This elder sister of hers was truly something else, always making things so mysterious. When planning such a big event as returning, why not give a month or two's notice in advance? Instead, she pulls a sudden surprise attack, catching them completely off guard.

Over at the peak of the mountain, there was actually a gigantic fissure. Pitch-black within the crevice, fierce astral winds roared out from it, continuously scouring the surroundings of the crack. This was precisely why the area near this mountain was so pristine that not even a speck of dust could be found.

Chu Tianjiao felt a jolt of surprise, followed by a surge of warmth. Suddenly, her delicate pink earlobe tingled with itchiness, and somewhere deep within, strange and inexplicable reactions began to stir.

This Lin Zichu was also a man of formidable ambition. In a single day, he had lost both a son and a grandson, yet on the surface, he showed not the slightest trace of grief, nor did he display any emotion even when facing his enemy, Lin Chen.

He had actually stayed quite obediently in "Water and Clouds", making not a single move. If he hadn't sent people to investigate, he would have been kept completely in the dark.

The patrols outside the palace remained as usual, yet no unusual activity could be seen. Could the guards all have been replaced by the Imperial Palace Guards? If so, why had he heard a report from his personal bodyguard?

Sitting to the side, Xiahou Bai quietly glanced at Ye Lihuan, his gaze flickering. Rumored to have been the one who secretly murdered the mother of Prince Ye, the late Consort Hua, the Empress of the Yan Yu Kingdom—seeing Prince Ye target the Crown Prince with such hostility, it seemed that rumor held a grain of truth.

"There is nothing to prepare. There should be a guqin here, right? Just give me a guqin," Qin Han said casually.

At that moment, behind the crowd, a soaked youth emerged with his upper body bare, revealing a sturdy, athletic physique crisscrossed with scars.

After finishing breakfast, Yang Tianlong had Huoyun put on a set of Wang Shuni's clothes, and taking her with him, left the villa, intending to head to Kunlun to check on Wang Shuni and the others.

That was simply how Xiao Qiuyu was. Having just survived a calamity and successfully rescued the person he loved, his mood was naturally exceptionally light and free. Now, borrowing the ancient power, his speed could truly be described as reaching the limit, leaving the surrounding air utterly turbulent along the path of his trajectory.

The two red lanterns before the gates of Wanghai City resembled bloodshot eyes. As Xin Hongxue leisurely approached, she noticed Hu Chaoxian pacing back and forth beneath the entrance, his expression anxious.

Just as this thought crossed her mind, the ferocious wolf suddenly leaped up. Amidst the gasps of the onlookers, instead of pouncing toward Fan Tianluo, it abruptly turned tail and bolted into the nearby thicket.

"It's fine. Go on inside and keep Jingxiang company while she watches television. I'll handle things out here," Yang Tianlong said with a gratified smile, gently patting Wang Shuni's shoulder.

"Then what about your mother?" Fan Tianluo asked with a frown, never having imagined that Yun Jun's father was actually a disciple of the demons.

"Uh," Sun Changde gave a bitter smile. If any other young man had spoken thus, he would likely have considered him arrogant and ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth. But considering Ling Chen's mysterious nature and powerful backing, he felt it was entirely normal.

As soon as the Endless Road was drawn forth by Yuntian, the entire Ghost Abyss Holy Picture began to tremble violently, and even the distant Gate of Heaven seemed to quiver, its fissure expanding once more as streams of pure laws cascaded down.

This also made Li Qi realize his own naivety. To pin his livelihood, his very existence, and the fate of the entire realm on someone like the Hongguang Emperor—what was that if not naivety?

Seeing this, the faction belonging to the Grand Princess turned pale, yet Bei Tanggu remained entirely magnanimous, having his subordinates present the imperial edict to the court officials for individual inspection, draining the color from their faces even further.

The layman sitting opposite him wore moon-white robes, his graying hair secured atop his head with a jade hairpin. With his back turned to this side, his countenance could not be seen, yet Mu Jiusi felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity toward that back.

She should have been one of Lan Yu's few friends, and it was she who had acted as the matchmaker to introduce her to her godmother, enabling the Jun family to secure her investment and resolve the crisis of that time.