Volume One, Chapter Ninety-Five: My Dear Brother-in-Law Is Qin Bao—The Crown Prince Is Astonished!

Peerless Heir The Eastern Lands 2192 words 2026-04-13 11:38:07

Diting lowered his eyes and gave a faint smile, dismissing it all with a shake of the head. He was still far too young, relying on his reckless courage to think only of sacrificing himself for the one he liked, while giving no thought at all to how his family would feel.

Our Cezanne King, Ronier, was already growing impatient. He accepted every condition put forth by the two kingdoms and willingly served as the vanguard against the Eastern Roman Empire.

This time they had also learned their lesson and no longer bothered with precise predictions. Almost in unison, they widened the scope of their attack. After all, they were professional gladiators; even if they were nowhere near as formidable as the Old King, their instincts in battle were far keener than those of ordinary professionals.

Brother Lin was also a man of rare intelligence and clarity. With only the slightest hint, he understood what I meant and could not help letting out a bitter smile and a long sigh.

Dong Chenfeng slung the Broken Zither over his back and walked away step by step. Young Master Hongyan watched his retreating figure, lost in thought.

At this point, only eight seconds had passed since Xiaoqingfeng had been trapped by the Bond of Light. There was no point in placing any hopes on him.

In truth, it made no difference whether these caverns led to the cliff exit or to the domain of the Gu King, Dajiu. Our final goal was the same: find Maxiang and Duyong.

The moment the door was opened, a stale smell of dust drifted out. The apartment had been shut up for two years, and even the air inside had gone bad. The power had already been cut off by the property manager, so we had no choice but to use our phone flashlights for light. The shoe cabinet by the door was covered in a thick layer of dust, and the same was true everywhere else; the dust was so heavy that one swipe left a hand full of gray.

Seeing Shangxian standing there in a daze, Qinsheng grabbed the back of his collar and dragged him out of the room, then pulled the door nearly shut. Laughter and playful commotion could still be heard from inside from time to time.

The two students in front were stunned. What kind of situation was this? Baili Guo had tried to give Lin Yan a gift, only for it to be refused.

Xiao Haoyu once again made a promise to Yinuohan, but this time Yinuohan no longer wished to believe him.

On the other side, An Junxi followed Ye Wanmei to a deserted spot. This time, it was An Junxi who spoke first.

"Ha ha ha, what is there to be afraid of?" Huanhuan teased her with a laugh, head bowed as she followed the thread through the needle. Every gesture of hers was exceedingly gentle. When she raised her eyes again to look at Ling'er, she saw that her face had gone deathly pale, terror written all over it, and that she was staring blankly at the beam overhead.

"But I have never believed in fate," Nan Jincheng said with a grave expression, a fierce gleam in his eyes and a faint smile curving his lips. He suddenly remembered the first time he heard those words, and the tremor they had stirred in his heart, together with the moment of sudden understanding.

The Great General had specially summoned several physicians to examine Shen Tianyi. After looking him over in that state, they all said that Shen Tianyi had been poisoned.

An Junxi watched Yinuohan leave, then went on silently studying the English assignment their teacher had given them in the previous class.

Wang Yuan’s hand, as she passed over the cup, trembled and spilled a few drops of juice. How old was Princess Huai'an, really, to have already learned how to run away from home? And by the look of it, she had even succeeded?

Wang Yuxin pulled up the podcast app on her phone, chose a radio program with reviews of the second dimension, and when she opened it, her phone told her she was using mobile data.

Baili Tu was startled as well and cried out. Lin Nan’s body was shaking violently too, her nails seeming as if they were about to dig into my flesh. Standing behind me, she did not dare even breathe.

At that thought, Qin Yun felt his mind clear. The joy of having just advanced to grandmaster level instantly restrained itself, and his manner became even more respectful.

When Yuan Ge woke, she stirred gently and touched the person beside her. The Emperor of Qiyuan had fallen asleep in his clothes. The dark shadows beneath his eyes were deep, showing that he had not slept well for a very long time.

The hunting party stopped there to eat a simple lunch. After resting, they continued onward. The tribe had been hunting in the forest for so long that most of the great beasts in the woods ahead had already been killed off, which was why they had no choice but to go deeper into the jungle. There, there were more prey, but also greater danger.

The fish was unwilling to be hauled up and twisted hard, trying to swim backward, but the black mammoth was utterly domineering, drawing it little by little toward the shore. Soon the fish’s head appeared by the bank, but that was also when it fought the hardest. Duoji nearly lost his grip and was dragged toward the water’s edge.

Guliang and the others swiftly unleashed their killing moves. In an instant, thunder, flames, ice blades, arrows, and true essence waves surged toward the pack like a tidal wave, cutting them down before they could even draw near. The wolf demons were not very powerful, and they carried nothing of value. The group gathered a few spoils as though picking through scraps and did not spare them another glance.

What I had not expected was that the Cloudy River Villa also harbored the children of the Manyao. Those low, plain houses had been built by Cheng Fuhai specifically to house them.

Still adjusting his clothes, he saw Jiang Shun flying toward us from within the grove. His lightness skill was superb; with only the lightest touch upon the tips of the grass, he came to us like an arrow loosed from a bow, landing before us in an instant.

Gexili rose and stretched himself in a long, exaggerated yawn. "Old Feng, I should head back too. I still have to take over your shift tomorrow." The table was in utter disarray, and the whole room was thick with the smell of liquor. But this was no longer the rich fragrance of good wine; it had become a stinking reek.

"I don’t know about that. We brought everyone back who was on the altar, unless Aolin wasn’t there," Jemrui said, looking at Pal.

"This is how it is. It’s not that I don’t want to marry you and bring you into my house, but if I formally wed you, then by the rules of the family you will have to take charge of the family’s private property and act together with your other sisters, and you will no longer be able to stay by my side alone." As he said this, Yao Ran also felt a growing sense of guilt in his heart.

Even though Qing Ziye and the others were already glaring with bloodshot eyes, staring at that "Thunderclap Spirit Essence" wholly swallowed by demonic qi, their hearts and minds were filled with nothing but regret and a desperate wish to trade places with it.

She did not mean to look down on her old classmates. It was only that, even if Liu Mang and Wuyan had become chefs and now even master chefs, it was still hard to imagine them affording a car worth more than three million.

But the senior officers who truly held great authority, and whose horizons had widened with their rise to the top, all understood that Qin Feng had made the best possible choice through what seemed, at first glance, like a gamble.

Indeed, what Nalinbulu said was the truth. Although the four Horun tribes appeared to stand as one, the struggle within them was equally fierce. Need I say more? Back when the Hada tribe was at the height of its power, the Yehe tribe had even allied with Nurhaci to resist it.

As for the special forces assembled at the drill site, they were the command center’s mobile force, available for direct deployment. After meticulously laying out their three-dimensional network, these were the blades meant to defuse sudden crises and deliver lethal strikes against terrorists.