29 Entering the Tiger's Den

Page 1/3

The situation at the imperial court was becoming increasingly thorny, leading Emperor Jiayuan to rely more and more heavily on Li Shao. Gao Changle could see that her father, the Emperor, still held Li Shao in high regard.

Hua Simu waved her hand dismissively, kicked off her quilt, and leapt from the bed. Her bare feet touched the plush carpet, yet she felt no chill.

Here? She scanned her surroundings. Aside from the streetlights and the security guards at the entrance, there was only them. Could it be him?

Li Shao would never forget the image of Madame Li Xie wiping his wounds and applying medicine while shedding tears, nor could he forget Li Qinghe holding him, crying uncontrollably and calling out to her "Third Brother." In Li Shao's heart, he was Li Chengshuo—a daughter to Li Xie and a sister to Li Qinghe.

"Hua Simu, what a coincidence. I didn't expect to run into you here," Mu Anya said, holding a stemmed glass with a radiant smile.

No explanation was needed; some words were superfluous at this moment. Rong Yu nodded solemnly, patted her shoulder, and offered her a smile.

Generally, in such cases, it is best to maintain the situation for as long as possible, as the academy instructors had concluded based on years of experience.

Is it funny? He found it amusing, yet he could not bring himself to laugh now. He was a fickle man; he could treat you kindly one second and consign you to oblivion the next. As long as you did not provoke him, everything was negotiable. If you angered him, he would leave you unable to speak.

Chu Linfeng stood to the side, speaking half-jokingly, which brought faint smiles to both of their faces.

If he hadn't been vigilant about this matter due to recent events, today's incident would never have occurred.

He drew his weapon, stepped toward the stone wall, and drove his dagger firmly into it.

Over the long passage of time, arcanists had long since learned to draw power from external objects, and energy crystals were the most common and versatile medium.

"Come here!" Seeing Wang Wei grab his wrist, the giant exerted a sudden, violent force, intending to pull Wang Wei toward him.

"Hmph, get ready! I’m going to strike!" Wang Wei stepped forward and threw a punch that looked casual.

Page 2/3

Xiao Peng looked carefully at the mining area. It was no wonder Jessie had insisted they follow her car closely. The ground was riddled with holes like a prairie dog colony—these were vertical shafts dug by people in the past, flanked by mounds of earth excavated from the pits. They were all permanently abandoned wells.

Ever since the battle ended, He Keqing's spiritual power had regressed back to the second stage of Dao cultivation. Although she knew this was a normal phenomenon, she still felt a slight sense of loss.

"I am Fan Hong. May I ask, is the Duke of Wei surnamed Wei?" The chant was fluid, accompanied by a rhythmic tapping that held a perfect beat.

From the first moment Ning Yue saw this man, he felt the stranger was far more than he appeared on the surface. Even now, he suspected the man had only revealed a fraction of his true self.

Everyone burst into laughter, and the tension that had gripped the room at the start dissipated.

"Fairy sister!" Er Hei cried out, his face full of terror and overflowing with rage. Bing Wu let out a "wa" sound, vomited a mouthful of blood, and slowly slumped into Er Hei's arms.

Hearing Dong Yuan's laughter, he pressed her down once more, savoring the delicate curve of her lips. Dong Yuan's body had adapted somewhat, and she felt clearer-headed; compared to her earlier resistance, she was now beginning to accept him.

He felt that if he were to go, Chen Dongshan and Zhang Lianying would surely go as well. After all, this was an opportunity for an overseas inspection, and those two old fellows would never let such a good chance slip by.

While Qi Fei launched his attack on Bai Ting, Amy Lu spun lightly into the air, releasing a stunning spell on the four guards at the door.

Mo Zhiyao gave no thought to Ling Ruotian's pale threats. Ever since learning the background of his master, Yu Yao, Mo Zhiyao had made up his mind: the entire Ling family must die, if only because they had inflicted so much suffering upon her.

"Ugh! Aren't you being a bit too ruthless?!" Qi Fei hurriedly covered his shoulder, frowning as he glared at Chen Xing.

Yu Hongyuan seized the time to relocate the entire Yu clan to a remote location, then infiltrated the Tianxing Family alone. He ambushed Tianxing Haoran and successfully placed the Six-Fiend Absolute Seal on the unborn Tianxing Yingluo.

'Alright, tomorrow we can fly into the Milky Way and see so many magical alien life forms.' Fei Fei's mind was filled with all sorts of wondrous fantasies, imagining what those mysterious creatures might look like.

The damage Xia Wushang inflicted on the White Giant was nothing more than using tens of thousands of blades to slice its skin, and only a tiny fraction of those strikes drew blood. In reality, this seemingly terrifying offensive achieved very little.

Page 3/3

Qi Fei did not know what level of pain this strike caused the alligator turtle, but the massive monster erupted into a roar that shook the very earth.

However, there was no joy on Da Niu's face; instead, it turned deathly pale in an instant, drained of all color.

The volunteer hadn't paid much attention to it at the time, merely filming the local disaster situation to post on Weibo to call for more volunteers. But in one of the photos, netizens discovered traces similar to Yue Longtian.

"I'm fine." She forced a reassuring smile. "My psychic energy is overdrawn. You focus on driving; I need to recover." She pulled out a few crystal cores, absorbed them directly, and closed her eyes.

That letter could hardly be called a letter, for when Feng Xuan opened the envelope, he found only a thin slip of paper inside.

"An Gu, don't cry. How could I ever forget you? I remember every moment you said I wasn't allowed to die, that I had to take you wandering." Bi Jian wiped the tears from An Gu's cheeks.

Mu Yizi was clearly in a state of berserk rage; he didn't even notice that Huo Ya had already fainted, and continued to lecture him with tireless persistence.

Li Jiayuan’s gaze was cold. His long sword moved slowly, instantly manifesting countless shadows to block the incoming Imperial Wind Divine Sword. Just then, a figure appeared before him, and suddenly the sky above glowed with light—qilins galloped, lone wolves howled at the moon, and mountains and rivers shimmered in a magnificent, overwhelming display of supernatural power.

He merely smiled, grabbed the car keys from the hook, and allowed me to drag him all the way to the parking lot.

For ten full years, Lin Tian spent his time mastering the use of immortal energy and adjusting its flow within his body. He spent another forty years studying the basic archives of the Immortal Realm.

Yet, that vixen Hu Meiniang seemed not to notice Xia Tian's embarrassment, swaying as she lowered the curtain and returned to her own room.