Volume 1, Chapter 48: Sister Xiangzhu’s mouth is full of knives

Falhou ao sair do palácio, Sua Majestade dissolveu o harém por ela Li Qingqing 1117 words 2026-08-04 07:41:57

With no way to avoid it, Xiangzhu raised her hand and covered her lips.

Time slipped away unnoticed, and in the blink of an eye, it was time for everyone to head back. Fortunately, the group of students was seen safely onto the train.

Qingji forced himself to stand up. Consumed by a surge of fury, he caught sight of Qinghe standing between the two of them. Though he temporarily suppressed the impulse to strike again, the bitterly resentful Second Young Master continued to glare fixedly at Guluo, looking like a venomous beast poised to devour someone. Energy still flickered around his hands like a dormant poisonous python, as if he might violently lash out and injure someone at any second.

Upon hearing these words, Gao Xianzhi issued a direct order: "Attack the city with all speed! Every day earlier we break into the city will save countless innocent lives." And thus, the full-scale assault by the imperial forces commenced.

"This is an order. Don't give me any unnecessary trouble." Cao Shuang was in a foul mood and had no desire to waste words.

The Ghost King of Venomous Fiends had not anticipated that the pilgrim would be so difficult to deal with. His two brothers had already been captured by the demonic monk, and their plan had failed. Left with no alternative, he took flight to seek a better strategy from afar.

Hearing Dugu Shuqin's voice from behind him, Hiroto Kuroto froze and abruptly spun around. He saw her holding a vine in one hand, dragging a massive creature as she slowly approached.

Seeming unwilling to listen to Lin Peng's complaints, Ye Jingfeng kicked open the door of the gravity barrier with a loud bang and casually tossed Lin Peng inside.

Anyone who managed to breach several lines of defense to enter the ward was a person of prominent status and influence. Accustomed to roughhousing together, these individuals found nothing strange about the scene. However, it left Huang Jinli and Hu Xuewei utterly dumbfounded.

As Hou Yue spoke, she hoisted Guo Guonianfei onto her back and vaulted over the wall. The red hue gradually faded from the courtyard, but bright crimson blood remained lingering behind.

They were unaware that, trailing a short distance behind them at a leisurely pace, was an utterly inconspicuous carriage.

Clenching her teeth, Suika met the attack head-on with her own fist. The two fists collided with a dull thud. A visible shockwave shattered the barrier of the air, rippling outward like a tidal wave before finally dissolving into a fierce gust of wind that sent bamboo leaves fluttering everywhere and forced Yakumo Yukari nearby to narrow her eyes.

In truth, had it not been for the phantom dragon's desperate, life-sacrificing strike, even if Xiangying and the other two beasts had managed to defeat Buyuntian, they probably wouldn't have been able to kill him. After Buyuntian's physical body was torn apart, a wisp of white light shot forth from his brain, fleeing swiftly into the distance.

This was the Azure Flame Eagle, the guardian beast of the Flame Horn Territory. Although it was only a First-Tribulation beast, unfortunately for it, the opponent it encountered was Lingluo. The Azure Flame Eagle had originally believed that, relying on its profound Qi attack, it could blast its opponent into nothingness.

At that moment, Cheng Hai, the handsome military officer, looked exceptionally stylish even in casual wear. His temperament set him apart from the other partygoers, making him strikingly eye-catching and prompting Yu Ying to glance his way a few more times.

"Heh, from the Southern Flame? Interesting." An opulent-looking elder twirled two iron balls in his hand, his deep gaze fixed on the distance. In recent years, the momentum of the touring auctions had been steadily waning; indeed, he needed to have his subordinates devise some new methods.

Perhaps genuinely frightened by the terror-filled night, the villagers were deeply shaken. At daybreak, Daoist Priest Wang, who was presiding over the funeral rites, hurriedly set off for a location over ten miles away to fetch his master.

Previously, the Prince had not wished for Chu Muyuan to enter the palace to offer birthday congratulations to the Empress Dowager. Now, however, it seemed she wouldn't need to persuade him at all—Chu Muyuan had no intention of entering the palace whatsoever. Finding the Princess Consort was a hundred times more important than celebrating the Empress Dowager's birthday.