Chapter 63

According to the imperial will, the best course of action would be to capture him alive, escort him back to Chang'an, and only then execute him, so as to comfort the martyrs and overawe the myriad states.

"You are the Emperor of the Sun Realm!" Luo Shuiyue's words left Miyan Lan'er once again dumbfounded. Miyan Lan'er understood the implications, but while anyone could understand the logic in theory, when such a reality struck oneself, and in the face of conflicting principles, who could say for certain which one should be believed?

In an instant, the previously harmonious atmosphere stiffened, dropping a degree as if the temperature had suddenly plummeted.

The Hundred Flowers Gathering was a grand event unmatched in the Tianchen Continent and the Jiuzhou Continent for a millennium.

The system first expressed disdain at Qi Xiu's naming sense before picking up the spoon and preparing to dig in.

Since science had already reached a conclusion, guiding things along the lines of their natural tendency was the only logical decision she should make.

Sighing deeply, Lin Qingqing's drowsiness vanished entirely, leaving only despair and helplessness. She would have to see Viona again tomorrow, and this time they would even share the same stage. Just thinking about it was thrilling.

Some people also nodded, feeling that although this person was arrogant, he had made contributions and possessed a decent heart, merely targeting the Mo family.

If the man Ouyuan Lan were standing right in front of Lin Qingqing at this moment, she would resign herself to being exposed. But now, separated by a mobile phone screen and an entire Pacific Ocean, how could this man still see through her disguise?

In the days to come, across the five continents and four oceans, hundreds of millions of barbarians would all grovel before the warhorses and iron hooves of the Han cavalry, trembling in awe before the mighty ships and heavy artillery of the Han fleets.

Wang Fang cast a bitter glance around the hall. She felt no gratitude toward anyone; her mind was a complete blank. Desperate and steadfast romantic love was no longer what she had imagined it to be, and she seemed to finally see through its unrecognizable, distorted face.

Mages looked down at the ground from the sky, where leaping flames emerged from the snow, and the scenery on the earth’s surface began to shift. The world was being eroded.

Fan Feng straightened his posture and said, "As long as you are willing, everything is still in time. Even if you are cold ice and iron, I have the heart to melt you... Besides, do you dare ask your conscience whether there is truly not even a fraction of space for me in your heart?" His words were like snow falling upon a fertile field, instantly moistening an inch of withered ground.

One must know that it was not as though no one had ever come to practice at the Spiritual Spring before; every disciple would exchange at least a few words with him, unlike Ye Feng, who was in such a hurried and flustered state.

A bitter smile involuntarily appeared on Tang Fei's face. It seemed he was truly worthy of being "hailed" as a disaster star within the mystic realm. The moment he appeared, the entire mystic realm had boiled over.

I always worried that he would keep things bottled up inside rather than venting his frustrations as he used to when encountering troubles. Yet he himself would say, "It's fine, Sister, I'm okay."

This time, his intention was not to kill, but to be fully prepared to trap the Five Golden Crows within his Palm Netherworld and take them away so he could study the Heavenly Solar True Fire within them later on.

Carl threw punches in rapid succession, using a speed that left afterimages and ample magic power to shatter the Ice Fangs.

While causing a commotion, it also diluted people's panic. Because... the Chinese people do not inherently believe in ghosts and deities in their bones. Seeing such a scene, they would either think their own minds were abnormal or believe they were dreaming. Since it was so surreal, they simply stopped caring.

Such wars broke out almost every day. Ye Wei'an felt a headache and a sense of powerlessness, and gently persuaded, "Why don't you finish eating and go back to your room first?" He certainly couldn't let the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law start quarreling again and become the laughingstock of the servants.

There were eighty-one supreme-grade Bodhi seeds on the tree, along with two hundred and seventy ordinary Bodhi seeds.

Looking at Eva's charming face and inhaling the fragrance drifting from her body, Xiong Qi secretly pinched his own thigh to dispel the evil desires in his heart.

"Uh, what is it?" Seeing Yan Qing's smile, Gao Mohan suddenly felt a chill down her spine, and a sense of ominous foreboding welled up inside her.

The fire force injected by Yingyu was extremely overbearing, and although the few wisps of divine sense channeled by Changning could control the flame, it could not be sustained for long.

Retreating while advancing, they suddenly discovered that the two of them seemed to be climbing toward the cliff face, and the ferocious wolf lunged fiercely at them.

Facts proved that this was an absolute inevitability. Charlotte used the exact same method as last time to hypnotize Qian'ai in the car, and then sent her to a hotel to rest temporarily. Afterward, they found another car and headed to the southern suburbs of the city.

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"..." Si Qin showed no grief, only quietly gazing at Mei Xie's peerless beauty for a moment before stepping forward, picking up Mei Xie's corpse, and walking out without saying a word.

"Is it foolproof?" The First Elder was terrified of adding unnecessary variables. After all, during the previous operations, those people had sworn with absolute certainty that everything was foolproof, yet in the end, didn't they all either end up dead or missing?

Beiming Xie curled the corners of his lips but did not reply. He picked up the fine wine on the table and drank it himself, acting as though he could not hear the inquiries of those people.

And this morning's breakfast—such a considerate Ye Kaicheng. Although the two of them were currently in a relationship, it was all an act. Yet Ye Kaicheng had consistently acted without the slightest psychological barrier. The more Xu Zuoyan thought about it now, the more suspicious he became. In his heart, he strongly doubted whether Ye Kaicheng had actually been turned gay by him.