Volume One Chapter 66: Expulsion

Doctor Chen, seeing the crowd hesitate, raised his voice: “Are you content to stand by and watch the Princess ruin the reputation of the Imperial Medical Bureau? Are you willing to defy our ancestral traditions and follow her in this madness?”
Everyone present was startled; nobody had expected another visitor until the villagers recognized Lin Yongming.
The patriarch also noticed the displeasure on Su Miaomiao’s face, the mockery in her eyes, which reminded him of his earlier words in support of the elder. This made him feel somewhat embarrassed.
After leaving the police station, she didn’t stay at the state-run restaurant to eat. Instead, she bought three buns to take with her, eating as she walked down the road.
The princess nodded, then led Zhou Dezhou to a broad open field. Around them, some people were practicing the power of Flowing Clouds. He watched their figures soar through the air, filling his heart with longing and anticipation.
However, just as they were about to embark on a new journey, a surge of powerful dark energy swept over them. An evil mage suddenly appeared, wielding a staff that glimmered with cold, black light. His gaze was indifferent and cruel, as if he could extinguish all life.
By now, the sky was already dim. She casually straightened her windblown appearance and walked directly toward the gates of Soto City.
This victory was not a simple triumph in battle, but a victory of the disciples’ steadfast hearts and faith. They understood that the fire of justice never dies; with passion in one’s heart, nothing is insurmountable.
“I should reimburse him the money,” she thought. If she didn’t, she would always feel uneasy holding it.
The Big-Headed Boy stopped crying, then suddenly began convulsing. His eyes rolled back, and strange gurgling noises spilled from his mouth, making the scene eerily bizarre.
Inside the room, the NPC wasn’t ready yet. Watching Ye Xixi, it hesitated for a moment, then suddenly snapped open a bloody maw and lunged at her.
Chu Qin shrugged indifferently. After adjusting her skirt, she sat beside Yelü Xiaolin, curious about what Yelü Xiaolin intended to do.
Among the Thirteen Guardians, Iron Three Cannons could not possibly be a sent-down youth, nor could the Steward.
Sui Yilai couldn’t hold back his laughter. Nothing could dampen his mood—this was simply too ridiculous. He wondered who had spent an entire day and night in gloom over a Duke of Shuo.
“I looked through your QQ chat history yesterday. What’s going on between you and ‘Ice Man’?” Yajun’s expression was dark and brooding.
“We’ll check the switch room in the afternoon. Let’s head to the basement first.” The fire control squad leader led Ling Feng down the stairs on the west side of the coke furnace basement.
Sui Yilai, having trained in the military camp for some time, spoke with a powerful, resonant tone that intimidated everyone who heard him.
“Will all your classmates attend?” Wang Ruoxin’s first thought was whether Jiang Yu would participate, but she was too embarrassed to ask directly.
During this massacre, Li Muchen did not shield Spirit Baby from the carnage, knowing full well he would have to destroy other bandit strongholds in the future. Killing would be unavoidable, and Spirit Baby needed to become accustomed to it.
This was the first time the mother felt a pang of regret. She walked with difficulty toward her beloved lotus pond, gave birth to the baby at the shore, and then leapt into the lake.
“Sorry, junior sister,” the golden core stage cultivator said to Gu Luan with a smile. “Master has instructed that you must bring this fellow cultivator back with you.”
When Yun Hao began refining his second spiritual artifact, someone actually came to his door. It was one of the third group of cultivators sent to him, but this time, the visitor was not seeking pills for himself—he had brought another cultivator seeking alchemy.