Chapter 93: Guess—are those two a couple?

Among the Gu family’s grandchildren, the one Sixth Uncle liked best was Xiaobin.

Grandfather agreed at once. “He’s been looking forward to Xiaobin going to university in Beijing for a long time.”

“This child is blessed.”

Grandmother was pleased, smile lines gathering at the corners of her eyes. “That Sixth Uncle is the most aloof sort of man, never pleased with anyone he sees, yet he has set his sights on Xiaobin all the same and intends to nurture him. With him paving the way for Xiaobin, his own path in officialdom will also be much smoother in the future.”

“Xiaobin himself is clever.”

He was determined to find a renowned master, and then, after learning all he could and returning, defeat Shen Gui and avenge Yaoji.

“Chen Tianhao, are you the one stirring up trouble?” Ma Tianbao glared at Chen Tianhao, studying his expression with great care, as though trying to find some hidden clue in the slightest change of his face.

The instant the medicine bowl was brought out, a thick, bitter smell of traditional herbs immediately filled the air.

The person in charge said he was investigating, but that was only to give the others something to hear; in the next moment he led Qin Xuan into the VIP reception room inside and even had the finest tea served to him.

Tongtian had just raised the clear tea in his hand for a sip when he suddenly heard Zishou say that, and nearly spat it out.

From this, one could tell just how fierce the battle here had been. Looking from afar, one could see that within the enormous pillar of light, the people of the seven major sects were still trapped inside the formation. Wuge and Jiang Boyang, together with everyone else, stood in a circle. Drawn by their auras, all of them wore dazed expressions.

This had nothing to do with cultivation. It was a vague instinct from deep within her heart. What puzzled her was why Hanyun’s aura would appear in the Land of the Dead. Even now, she still did not know that Zi Lei and the others had set her up.

There was no clear path through the woods, so the two of them simply walked wherever there was space, marking their route as they went. But after wandering for half a day, they found themselves back where they had started. They tried this several times, and each time it was the same.

She still had not figured out what to do, but her body had already reacted on instinct. She immediately stepped her other foot into the bathtub as well, curling up into a tight ball and doing her best to keep her private parts covered.

During D’s phone call, the three people present could tell from the tone of the conversation that she was speaking to her father. Zhu Wentian had not paid much attention at the time.

At her howl, those beetles really did stop moving, frozen in place, for a moment forgetting what they were supposed to do.

He crashed heavily to the ground. The tremendous impact surged up from beneath his feet, battering every inch of his body with pain. His vision went black, and then he knew nothing more.

It’s the New Year, so as you wished, I killed off Shenyue Qianhe. Tell me, where else could you find such a considerate author as me?

But I already knew they could no longer escape. Behind them, in the blood mist, a massive black shadow had appeared at some unknown point. It did not lunge out; instead, it hid quietly in the darkness, waiting to deliver a fatal blow at any moment.

With Senior Sister Duoduo, the Goddess of Wealth, here, at least they did not need to worry about the fare home. Besides, Senior Sister Duoduo was both her partner and the accountant of the Heaven-Slaying Mercenary Corps. If she did not drag her along, where was she supposed to find another accountant?

At first, the young people of the five clans on the field had not formed any alliance. Instead, they fought separately and fell into chaos. However, their strength was mostly only at the early Spirit Stage, so for a time no one could overpower anyone else.

I pushed aside the gauze curtains and, without warning, crashed into his serene face. At that time, I did not know he was Prince Ximu. I only noticed that he wore black, his hair was coiled high and adorned with jade, and his features were finely carved.

Although only those whose cultivation had reached the Spirit Seal could truly subsist without grain, even those at the Condensed Liquid stage would not take such a large stock of dry rations into seclusion.

By then, several charming maidservants had already come forward respectfully, ready to help Lin Bufan wash and change. But he was not much interested in such things and could only decline their kindness and do it himself.