Chapter 66: Wedding
"Here, let's share." Perhaps sensing Yuan Xiao's eager gaze, the Second Senior Brother seemed to suddenly realize and generously offered the potato chips in his hand to Yuan Xiao.
One could imagine that Xia Hongmang must have been pampered beyond measure by Murong Xuan; otherwise, how could she so easily part with such a precious item?
"Wait! The direction to leave the city is on the other side. You're going the wrong way, you'll run right into them!" Just as Fenghua finally left, before she could even heave a sigh of relief, she noticed that the direction these young people were heading was completely wrong.
Hongli issued a command, but Nalan simply refused to play by those rules. Things had already reached this point; what did it matter if they both perished together?
When the master speaks, how could Shen Jingnian possibly dare to refute? He immediately followed behind the Emperor and headed toward Murong Huan's courtyard.
"Why do you say so?" Yelu Chu was forced to carefully examine this man of peerless appearance yet utterly chilling temperament. The Emperor of the Great Yan Dynasty, who ascended the throne at the age of ten, spent eight years plotting, and subsequently overthrew two ducal estates. His methods were ruthless, a fact evident not only in the imperial court but also on the battlefield.
Although both were maidservants, usually these conversations were not held in front of Clove, which showed that Chu Liangrao still maintained her guard inwardly.
They only knew that amidst the lukewarm pauses and sarcasm of these two individuals, an already less-than-solemn scene was once again rendered even more—vulgar.
"Huh, why am I still here?" That voice remained terrified for a long while before realizing that it had not vanished.
"Second Prince, my subordinates and I came here under the orders of Lord Xiao. Lord Xiao said that Miss Hua might fall victim to a plot today and her life could be in danger. I wonder what has happened?" Xue Jing asked politely.
Under the lamplight, Qin Wanyin's dark hair cascaded like a waterfall over her shoulders. Her palm-sized face was wreathed in smiles, the corners of her eyes seductively contoured, making her breathtakingly gorgeous.
Before the interior decoration was completed, Tao Ting did not rent another place. She planned to stay at her parents' house for a few months, although most of the time she still spent the night at Xu Linxue's place.
Everyone else in the arena was so frightened they shrank into a ball, except for Princess Xizhao, who remained seated there, seemingly bewildered and terrified by her blindness and unable to find her way.
She swiped her company meal card—Hengyou provided meals, deducting from an internal virtual currency with a monthly allowance of nine hundred. Besides buying meals, this virtual currency could also be used to exchange for fruits and parade desserts.
Xiao Yunzhuo immediately took him in, keeping the wooden plaque that housed his spirit, and casually made a trip back home.
As a result, investors were now withdrawing and contracts were being terminated left and right. Not only did he have to plug numerous financial holes, but his house had also been repossessed and mortgaged by the bank.
From his words, Xu Wen also roughly learned the location of Jinghong Island, which should be in the northwest corner of the Jambudvipa Continent.
As soon as He Song finished shouting, he immediately lowered his head and took a bite of food, as if those words had never been uttered by him.
"Bang!" With a flick of his shoulder, the long sword in Zhou Zhiruo's hand was deflected away, yet Zhou Zhiruo herself remained completely unharmed.
In the Baili Sect, the daily affairs were managed by halfling elders, while the Electors themselves served as their backing, making their position as secure as could be.
Lili Yin gestured toward the audience and stepped into the transparent magic box prepared for her.
"You are too weak. As the young master of the Divine Weapon Sect, the moment your identity is exposed, you will meet certain death," Xiao Xinghan looked at Mu Yan and said coldly.
Jiang Jiunian did not refute him, nor did she make any casual verbal promises. She grabbed Shi Jin's hand, feeling somewhat fatigued. Her nerves had been strung too tightly before, but upon seeing him, the taut strings suddenly relaxed, and belatedly, a strong physical reaction washed over her.
Tan Mobao squatted at the front gate, watching her 'husband' depart, clutching her heart where she held her 'husband's' autograph. Her inner emotions churned intensely for a long time; then, squatting on the ground, she stroked a cat while posting on Weibo.
Lu Han did not expect that Dr. Universal would abandon him as well. It was a pity he hadn't made a move sooner; now everything depended on Luna.
Lin Tao ordered a few more fine dishes, and after a pot of wine, Xiao Yan and Lin Tao unexpectedly became sworn brothers who shared everything with each other.
Hanyun parted his lips, and at that moment he realized he was facing a wall—a wall built of cyan bricks. The wide open spaces on the left and right had vanished, replaced by this narrow alley barely a meter wide.
As he spoke, as if performing magic, ten round tables materialized out of thin air in the outer courtyard. The round tables were neatly set with teacups, wine ware, bowls, chopsticks, and individual cloth napkins, all arranged in perfect order.
After a moment of silence, a line of text appeared on the white board. At the same time, Yue Ge's words had not yet finished; the remaining sentences flashed across, leaving Su Yuan and Kikyo slightly stunned.
This was the beginning of his body bursting apart. If it wasn't resolved soon, perhaps in three to five minutes, his body would completely shatter, leaving no corpse behind.
There were so many diverse martial arts techniques that Hongwu had no idea how to choose. There were unarmed combat techniques, as well as swordplay, saber techniques, spear skills, and more. Just on this first level alone, there was an untold number of them.
Ever since the Great Cataclysm, high-level martial gods among Earth's humanity had never been numerous, and such a massive scale of deaths had never occurred before, yet now it was happening.
Perhaps favored by extreme luck, both draws yielded practical skills: one was attribute stacking, and the other was partial transformation.
Regardless of everything, Han Shaotian's arrogance still elicited contempt in the hearts of countless people, and everyone rooted for Sun Cheng to create a miracle and defeat him.
Meanwhile, Hongwu's name became known to more and more people within the arena hall, with many discussing his astonishing combat record.
The spiritual energy generated by the spirit stones, combined with the ambient spiritual Qi in the air—two immensely powerful forces surged into Sun Cheng's body, only to be absorbed, assimilated, and then compressed by his internal True Essence, making the refinement of his True Essence even more formidable and the degree of compression even more terrifying.