Volume 1, Chapter 61: Never Letting Her Suffer Even the Slightest Grievance Again

Wang Yilong tiptoed into the room, terrified of waking Wang Xueli up. To his surprise, she let out a loud shout and sprang up from the bed, giving him a fright.

From the very beginning of her speech, Imperial Concubine Mao looked utterly dejected and embarrassed. When mentioning the child, she even burst into soft, weeping sobs.

Mu Lingye cast a cold glance at her, took the bracelet, had someone fetch clean water, and placed the bracelet into the liquid.

"Your Highness, do you know what the Investigation Bureau actually does?" Situ Yixiu asked, looking straight into Wu Xuanhua's eyes.

Because he, too, was running away, telling himself that none of this was real and that the owner of that blood must be someone else.

Lu Mubai threw off the blanket, got out of bed, and walked toward the bathroom. He wasn't so helpless yet that he needed someone else's help just to wash his hands.

"Hmph, now that you've been caught red-handed, there's no denying it!" Chunli rolled up her sleeves and moved to grab her.

"Then are you even inferior to someone you call good-for-nothing?" Mu Yan wiped the fresh blood from his face, looked at the man before him, and sneered.

The Three Divine Sovereigns were the immortals of heaven and earth, beings of great longevity whose days were spent pondering nothing other than the mysteries of their own physical forms.

Bishi frowned deeply upon hearing only half of what was said. Not only could she not understand it, but she couldn't even be bothered to listen. Reaching out, she snatched Jinse—which had been disguised as a portable music player—right out of Wang Tianmu's hand.

"Since we're pretending to pursue Lin Ran, we naturally have to make the other person feel that ambiguous atmosphere. Only then will she cooperate with me in certain future situations, making others truly believe that I intend to woo Lin Ran." Mingyue already had a complete plan in mind.

However, that was not all. As the two weapons clashed with a resounding hum, the green-robed elder involuntarily retreated seven or eight steps. Raising his hand to look at the awl, he saw that the impact had actually carved a distinct diagonal crack into it. Was the desperate strike of a fifth-rank demonic beast something to be taken lightly?

Upon hearing this, Jiang Liuying immediately felt a sharp pain in her head. After massaging her temples for a moment, her lost memories finally returned.

Cynthia sat down and shot a smug look in Alisa's direction, though Alisa didn't even turn her head back.

He was acutely aware of one thing: if anyone of this younger generation could break through to the Martial Monarch realm at such a tender age, Huo Ziyin was undoubtedly among the most likely candidates.

This time, heading to India, Bureau 749 could be said to have sent forth its elite forces to the absolute limit of its capabilities.

"Then... who had she been in contact with before these symptoms appeared?" Frey asked again, casting a sidelong glance at Allen and Riel as he did so.

Lin Ran thought of the phone call Zhao Xiaohui had made earlier about taking the initiative to strike, and formed a rough guess in his mind.

Some things are not intrinsically valuable, yet they are untouchable. Though the objects remain, they take on different meanings because of the people connected to them. Even a modest cave might collapse a few years later, forgotten by all. But if an immortal once dwelt within, it becomes an immortal grotto—a sacred sanctuary revered and worshipped by all living beings.

The third rebellion was the one launched by Zhuge Dan. Although it dragged on for a long time, it was ultimately suppressed.

Liechtenstein was a close ally of Austria, and the reigning Prince Johann II even participated in the Austro-Prussian War of 1866 as an ally.

Yet Liu Tong had never been able to resolve his own doubt: where on earth did that high-tech Heavenly Queen system come from? Did it truly exist, or could he manage to build one himself?

After being disciplined by him once, Long Deshui had become much more honest. Sensing that offending Ao Muliang would be far worse than offending Wang Youwei, he had come specifically to curry favor.

In her past life, Yue Jingyun had experience as a director's assistant, so she paid close attention to these details. For the past half month, she had been researching what themes had been the most popular in recent years.

After hanging up the phone, Yang Cheng turned back with a knowing smile, running right into Xu Lingyue's resentful gaze. Only then did he realize that all his busyness just now had left Xu Lingyue completely sidelined, and since the girl had no friends here, she must have been bored out of her mind.

The eldest prince instantly came to his senses, offered an apology, and stepped forward to bow devoutly before the portrait of the founding master.

"A million?" Ning thought to himself, 'What would it look like with a million treasures piled together?' Immediately afterward, Ning glanced at the treasure chamber before him; several thousand treasures already formed a most magnificent spectacle.

The moment he appeared, it was as if all living beings under heaven were mere ants beneath his feet. His expression was intensely arrogant, yet tinged with a hint of cold detachment.

Gradually, tourists began to be influenced as well. Hearing that the temple's deity was remarkably responsive to prayers, and adopting the mindset of "kneeling at every temple one sees, believing if it works and doubting if not, never missing a chance as one passes by," they added a new item to their travel itinerary: visiting the temple to pay their respects.

Accompanied by a violent shaking of the mountains, several peaks ahead were shifted aside. Then, a dazzling white light radiated forth, and simultaneously, everyone beheld an altar slowly being lifted into the air.

Standing within the teleportation barrier, through the hazy shield, Lan Qing could see the swirling spatial gales outside. He understood that the barrier was traveling through the rifts in space.

It was just that ancient clothing was truly cumbersome. While Wu You tangled with those lackeys, she also had to make sure she didn't trip over her own robes. By the end of the fight, she seriously wanted to strip off this gorgeous yet obstructive outfit.

Deleting the message she had already typed out and prepared to send—"Still seeing a lot of lunatics? Could we be patients in the same ward together!"—Wang Jin sent a vomiting-blood sticker instead.

Many trial disciples were discussing the events of the previous night, having lost all mood to hunt spiritual beasts.

Li Fenghu wore an incredulous expression, which then turned somewhat dejected. His powerful strike had been neutralized so effortlessly, leaving him quite wounded, even though he hadn't even used his strongest attack.

After confirming his identity over the phone, we called him right over and added an extra seat for him.

Seeing that Lin Mingming had basically accounted for her own situation, Du Ruo cut straight to the point.

At that moment, Ding Hao used his long sword as a pivot, swinging his body up so that he was upside down, head down and feet up, narrowly dodging the Iron Overlord's fist.

Back then, those very words had dealt him the heaviest blow—so much so that when Anya left, he hadn't even stopped to chase after her.

The atmosphere in the air grew chillingly low. I could not describe my own feelings, other than the most direct and vivid transformation before my eyes: once I had pinned his body in place with my axe, this battle was, for all intents and purposes, declared a victory.