Chapter 67 Swallowed Alive

What did that unborn child and the Li family’s dried-up well truly signify?

I longed to uncover every last detail of these mysteries.

Lost in my thoughts, I didn’t realize the car had come to a steady stop before a villa. Here, artificial hills and flowing streams encircled by winding corridors evoked the ambiance of a hidden paradise. Every tree and blade of grass had been meticulously arranged…

“No! I want to hear it right now! You’re all keeping secrets from me and ignoring me! What do you take me for?” Tang Daiyun stomped her feet, hands pressed over her ears. Clearly, she had been driven to the edge by Su Ziquan and Tang Qingyun.

“Everyone, please! Listen, it’s just a game of chess, is this really necessary?” Su Ziquan had no time to worry about Zixiao at the moment. He sat on the floor, pleading as he picked up the chess pieces.

When Zhao Yu arrived in the capital of the Kingdom of Yike, he immediately noticed that the air seemed thick with death, so dense it had become almost tangible, shrouding the entire city.

Princess Ningqiu felt a jolt of alarm within her heart; for a moment, she was at a loss for words and could only stand awkwardly in place.

Yet Shen Zhuo did not betray his trust, thus he appointed Yang Zilong as the head of security for Donglai Company.

Seeing that the other had recovered from the sorrow of her mother’s departure, Zhao Yu rose and gently took her hand.

Su Yuxing seemed utterly consumed, unwilling to stop. Her coordination with the flexible sword in her hand was flawless; she and the blade moved as one. The puppets hadn’t even drawn close before she had already severed their hands and heads.

The madam, reeking of heavy powder, brandished a fan. The moment she saw Dugu Jin, her eyes lit up with delight.

His cold and severe gaze made Chimu Xi shiver uncontrollably. Just as she was about to try persuading him again, the remaining words were frozen by the chilling light in Luo Yuchen’s eyes.

However, as soon as Du Ziqing heard the Emperor’s words, he hastened to defend Su Yunxiu. He and Su Yunxiu were now inseparable; he simply couldn’t stand by and watch Su Yunxiu vanish from his life.

Perhaps it was best to seize this opportunity and lay things bare with Nangong Yan—Liang Ziyan wanted to know what exactly was in Nangong Yan’s heart. What did he truly think about this marriage between them?

“So, do you have any ideas or suggestions?” Lin Yuan propped his chin on his hand, pondering as he asked.

A Daoist could be both righteous and sinister, skilled in countless arts. With just a little meddling at your ancestral grave, he could doom your family to generations of poverty or, worse, utter ruin and extinction.

The White Eye could only discern that this energy was exceptionally pure. And the Samsara Eye’s only discovery was the lack of discovery: there were simply no ancestral spirits in the temple at all. Even the souls of Neptune and Princess Otohime were still safely housed within their own bodies.

The water in the bathtub had already turned a pale red. Su Ke lay half-draped over the edge, eyes closed, her long violet hair half immersed, half trailing outside. Her delicate lashes quivered slightly, betraying the fact that she was not truly asleep.

Mo Li hadn’t expected to be recognized. Though his signature seven-attribute battle aura was well-known, the Jiuyou Flame Clan had vanished from Xichuan ages ago, likely living in seclusion in some unknown place. How had word of him spread here?

Divination: A man from Zhejiang and his son were separated by war. Consulting the oracle, he climbed Mount Wu to cast his lot. At the temple gate, he saw a notice from a father seeking his son, and so he found his father as divined. Another man divined and his marriage was successful.

Inside the suite, Tong Tian’ai was restless. For some reason, her eyelid kept twitching all day. She wasn’t superstitious, but she couldn’t shake the sense that something was wrong. Yet, when she tried to pinpoint the problem, she found nothing amiss! Could something have happened to her brother or to Jinyang?