Chapter 120: Try Stealing My Fish and See What Happens!

Thinking of the long journey ahead, Shen Luo carried the small spirit beast to the cave where Lan Yujiao was in seclusion and left a brief message. Only then did he return to Bamboo Deep and Cool, where Feng Xi was still in a deep sleep.

Quite unexpectedly, the Demon Flower King took the initiative to offer the fruit of the Nether Sunflower. As a double-sided, five-petaled Nether Sunflower King, it...

Lu Siyu paid no attention to these matters. Her design was nearing completion, and with the deadline tomorrow, she could not afford to relax at this final stage.

"Ahem, there are certainly plenty of messages from the beautiful senior. Seniors, feel free to ask whatever you want to know. I can provide you with suitable ones; I have all the names and classes," Xiang Ji said, simple and confident.

Ji Lan only spoke those four words, but Shi Yu clearly did not believe it. Whose guilt could possibly drive them to such an extent?

In the classroom, Ye Yun was still sitting in that seat. Because she was a minor and had found someone to vouch for her, she had already been released.

Han Zixin finally managed to escape the sight of Luo Feng and his companion. Seeing that the Spring Flower Pavilion by the roadside was still lit, she hid inside with her subordinates.

Meeting the opponent's double claws head-on, Zhang Chunyu's figure did not sway. The powerful Molten Fire Force expanded and contracted in an instant, wrapping the opponent in endless fist wind that caused the air to erupt with rhythmic explosions.

Therefore, even knowing that the field training might be unfair, the students had no choice but to endure it.

Zhu Qing was shocked. The sensation of being enveloped by the viscous substance made him panic instantly; this was a technique only a professional warrior of the second grade or higher could perform. A few days ago, when he sparred with Nangong Li, the other party had used this very same method.

"Lian Mo, you are still as elegant and composed as when I first met you. Here, let us no longer be the emperors of that era of blood and slaughter. Let us be a pair of ordinary lovers, shall we?"

Upon receiving news that Xue Ju's army was pressing on the border, Li Yuan was overwhelmed with anxiety. He urgently ordered the newly surrendered Qutu Tong to serve as the vanguard, leading ten thousand troops to garrison Yangping Pass to defend Guanzhong against the Western Qin army. He also appointed Li Shentong as the commander-in-chief, with Zhang Baode as his deputy, to lead one hundred thousand troops to the Beidi Commandery to meet the enemy.

"As long as she does not confess, keep beating her until she does!" The Emperor had never been so uncomposed, but facing the crazed Chun'er, he simply could not suppress his temper.

At this moment, Murong Xue finally emerged from her room, her eyes slightly red and swollen. Li Daniu knew she was missing Jiu Yao.

Lan Fei came to the palace to find Feiyu, but he was not there, so she decided to wander around. Recently exhausted, she wanted to catch her breath. While walking through the Imperial Garden, she spotted a pavilion ahead and hurried over to sit down.

"What is it?" Seeing his usually steady son suddenly blurt out such a remark without context, Liang Zhaoyang could not help but feel surprised.

"Wang Lingxin, are you pretending not to know me? I am here now; do you still intend to keep up the act? How much longer will you pretend?" Consort Ru's tone sharpened. She knew—she had always known—that she was not insane; it was all a ruse.

Li Hao now had a plan: to help Wu Sheng reclaim what belonged to him. Especially since some matters were tied to Liu Ding, this only solidified Li Hao's resolve.

Thus, the two of them followed the soldiers in a depressed state, running five kilometers with weights, followed by combined physical training. It was not until around six o'clock that Li Daniu and Mu Hongling, dragging their exhausted bodies, finally reached their dormitory.

He looked at Prince Yao: "I want to hear what your mother, the concubine, has to say for herself!" He truly could not understand how a concubine he had almost forgotten in the palace could possibly be entangled with the Southern Barbarian Kingdom.

Qingwu lifted her head from his lapel to look at him, gazing at his peerless face. Since when did she begin to crave his extraordinary grace so deeply?

Her fate was fraught with twists and turns, having experienced life and death. From an illusory existence to being truly born into the world, from Si Mengtian, to Ji Mengtian, to finally Jun Mengtian—the surname preceding each name was a chapter in the story of her life.