Chapter 62

"Your Majesty..." Gu Xinmei stared at him in disbelief, utterly unable to process this. How could this be? Did he mean that for over a month, he had simply been playing along with her in an act?

Arsenal, however, lined up with a single cohesive formation, deploying their most formidable starting eleven right from the whistle.

The Cangxuan Realm possessed few powerhouses. Aside from martial artists above the sixth stage of the Innate Realm, the rest need not trouble themselves with facing the calamity.

Yet the Jiang family also resented this wretched girl for trying to frame her, and had no wish to plead on behalf of Third Mother Li. She glanced at Feng Ying—why on earth was this absolute fool still refusing to intercede?

Ascending directly to the third floor, she found String Music Fairy already waiting in a private parlor, still wearing a bamboo hat with a light veil veiling her features.

A single, slightly bitter tear fell upon the edge of Jiang Xuqing's brow, and her eyelashes fluttered imperceptibly.

Song Bizhen introduced Lin Sixian and Song Yuyu to the Third Madam and Lady Wang. The Third Madam smiled and handed each of them a purse, while the Fifth Madam produced a pair of jade pendants as a gift. As she placed the pendants into Song Yuyu's hands, she could not help taking a couple of extra looks; a subtle glint moved within her eyes, and her smile turned slightly warmer and gentler.

Finally, seeing Yuan Ling intently scrutinizing the cave entrances, Bian Bian seized a momentary gap in his attention, darted instantly to the side of the stone tablet, opened its dragon-like maw as wide as possible, and bit down hard upon a corner of the stone.

Ever since returning to Hanling Residence, Jiang Xuqing had been racking her brains for a way to persuade Pei Fumo to let her visit the hot spring estate.

"Before the Chaos is revealed, forge the soul and lock the spirit." Yi Fan smiled at the corner of his mouth, his hands moving incessantly. With this sudden transformation, the heavens and earth darkened instantly, plunging people into a daze of disorientation.

However, this was the Demon Emperor's grand hall. If it were ruined, he would have no way to answer to the Demon Emperor. Just as Ye Wuyun was wondering whether he should intervene to stop it, ripples suddenly appeared in an empty space within the grand hall.

"That shouldn't be a problem. I'll select five hundred men from the Inner Guard reserves for you—their loyalty is absolute. But Darius, are you really going to be all right?" Elena still looked deeply worried.

"He's barely that old, yet he has already mastered such a terrifying martial art. This kind of martial talent is simply defying the heavens." Everyone was once again struck dumb by the scene before them.

Before the words had faded, a figure materialized—it was none other than Mo Qingxuan, the chief administrator of the sect management office, who had departed and now returned.

Such innate secret arts yielded extremely crude results, falling far short of orthodox destiny-reading techniques.

This golden radiance was not spiritual energy, but divine power inherent within the bloodline. Despite trying countless methods, he had never been able to summon even a fraction of it, yet now, trapped within the space of the Roc's wings, it was being forced out of him.

At this very moment, no one could fathom how this "talisman" had ended up in Baili Dengfeng's hands.

"If you want to kill me, you'd better save your breath!" Xiao Yi said indifferently, as though everything remained firmly within his grasp.

Joining them would only bring an unknown burden of restrictions. Furthermore, his skill in artifact crafting would simply turn him into a target for his superiors to exploit.

I lightly licked my lips, gently flicking the crystal on my bracelet. Bring it on, little fish.

Wang Chen was merely curious as to how a vampire came to exist within Buckingham Palace, and what purpose such a dangerous creature could possibly be harboring in hiding here.

Ba'er and Wuliji offered false comfort while simultaneously instigating him to slay Tuoba Jie in order to avenge Linglan.

I sighed, stepped forward, and picked her up. "Forgive me for the grievance!" With that, I slipped her into my cloth pouch.

Gu Wei stood at two meters and eight centimeters tall, boasting S-grade athletic ability, S-grade basketball technique, S-grade offensive and defensive awareness, and an S-grade help-defense capability... This was the very reason he could become a super five-star player.

After waking up and taking a look, Zhang Ruofeng broke into glowing praise, from that moment on won over by the technical proficiency and ability of the three men, as they had virtually realized every single aspect of his blueprint.

This phrase meant that Zhang Ruofeng had secured the very first ticket to the new era—and a first-class ticket at that.

Chen Xiao smiled, brought his steps to a halt, and walked back to the bench. Wu Tong motioned for him to sit down and hurriedly handed him an ice pack for his knees.

His father stepped forward, placed a hand gently on his mother's shoulder, and comforted her softly, "All right now, our son has just returned and must be starving. Let's eat first." Wiping away her tears, his mother turned around and began clearing away the tableware.

"What on earth is going on?" Wang Chen sighed repeatedly, consumed by fire and rage. If the person who had bullied Wang Yuelian were standing before him right now, he might well have finished them off on the spot.

Seeing this, the rest of the group did not linger either, stepping into the radius of the beam of light one after another and vanishing from sight.

When all of this was done, Qi Ba Jiu, residing within the tail, suddenly widened her eyes in shock, letting out an incredulous gasp.

Ye Ruotang rubbed her aching arms, only to find them completely devoid of strength. Lowering her gaze, she wondered where her clothes had gone.

During her lunch break, Wen Erfan stepped out of the NW Emperor Building, gazed aimlessly at her surroundings with her hands tucked into her pockets, and suddenly remembered that she needed a thermos cup.

Stepping outside and finding the vicinity deserted, Leying could not help letting out a sneer, gazing broodingly at the plum tree in the courtyard before reaching out to snap off a prideful bloom of winter plum.

As the First Emperor of Great Qin, you surely could not force someone against their will, right? You certainly wouldn't want to bear the infamous reputation of driving an entire family to their deaths, would you?

Yet this still had an effect. Now, it was not only Zhou Han; even when Chiyu and Shi Tou spoke, Shi Tou would respond with flashes of black light, the radiance growing even more intense than at the very beginning.