51 Journey to Canglang

At seven-thirty, there was still plenty of time to make breakfast. Ruan Fu opened the refrigerator, took out a pack of toast, unwrapped it, and dropped two slices into the toaster. She also retrieved a bottle of milk, and reaching out, pulled a packet of drip coffee from the cabinet.

"With Senior Brother Qingxuan gone, we must carefully consider how to prevent handing over the magnificent foundation he left behind to this good senior brother, to hand it over on a silver platter to the Moon Worship Cult!" Elder Tianxin sighed.

Chi Xinian's gaze lingering on Yan Chujin shifted several times, eventually revealing a somewhat enlightened expression.

Of course, unless Liu Yongping voluntarily confessed, Engineer Li and the others might never find the answer to this question.

The crew members were locked up right here, and their valuables such as wallets, mobile phones, and cameras had all been looted.

One of them slashed diagonally with a curved saber, and a crescent-shaped burst of black Qi darted forth from the pitch-black blade, cutting straight toward Weijiang's legs.

Where the Empress placed His Majesty in her heart—was that the main point? Put differently, if the Empress had already enshrined His Majesty in the deepest part of her heart, would His Majesty still need to stoop to currying favor here?

He had even been worried that His Majesty's temper might anger the young lady and become impossible to clean up. Little did he expect that Her Majesty the Empress didn't blame him at all and was even willing to tolerate him.

Imagining various hangover cures and remedies to soothe her churning stomach, she drank them all down in one go.

"Brute, you still can't capture him!" the cavalryman on horseback roared angrily, spurring his mount to charge at the man once more.

Therefore, upon sensing the imperial soldiers' fear of Lu Zhishen, Qiu Yun did not hesitate at all, directly leading his troops to charge straight into the enemy formation. This was the absolute best timing.

The Wakandans' development and utilization of vibranium, a stellar metal, unexpectedly propelled their technological level forward by leaps and bounds, allowing them to outpace the rest of the world in many crucial fields.

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The four of them walked for a full day without seeing a single trace of human habitation, unable to find even the faintest sign of human presence.

After a battle that essentially amounted to a pair of noobs pecking at each other, Tianyu defeated the lion tribe's vanguard. Just as she sought to eliminate the leader, the Lion King descended from the heavens to protect his subordinate.

The so-called jaundiced-eye perspective makes everyone look like kindred spirits; strategists subconsciously view everyone as "scheming." Therefore, Reverend Zhunti, who had always coveted the East and already put plans into action, conspiracy-fied all of this.

Because of Xingxing, the household had prepared a fully equipped medical room where even a major surgery could be successfully performed. Di Bai followed An Wan inside, subconsciously rubbing his nose.

Yet right at that moment, he sensed something connected beneath the handkerchief. Looking closer, he discovered it was a strand of silver thread—the kind of nearly invisible wire that eludes the naked eye. In a flash, a sudden sense of foreboding gripped his heart, but it was already too late.

"I know you don't keep your word! Originally, I still held a sliver of hope, but since you lack such basic decency, you can't blame me for playing dirty!" Haotian shrugged.

Hong Taiji did not consider himself a bloodthirsty maniac; he merely had to adopt certain measures to maintain his army's fighting spirit. The cheapest method was to condone slaughter, pillage, and rape—letting soldiers draw as close as possible to beasts while he himself retained his humanity. A tiger that completely obeys human commands possesses far greater lethality than two ordinary tigers.

Upon hearing this, Tony instantly perked up. He leaped to his feet and immediately spotted the pale gold envelope resting on the operation console.

He was already dead. In the end, rather than betraying the person behind the scenes, he bit down on the poison hidden in his mouth and perished.

The crowd hurriedly stood up, casting hopeful gazes toward Shiyan as if they had caught sight of a dawn in the pitch-dark night.

He leaped down, only to witness a scene he hoped never to lay eyes on a second time: Han Xuelian's body had been battered almost beyond human recognition, and fresh blood was slowly oozing from her wounds.

"Is Master Sima not going to make a move himself?" Chu Ze asked with a hint of doubt, knowing that if Master Sima were to intervene, the Spirit Clan would undoubtedly be left utterly defenseless.

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Princess Wuyang's words were well-reasoned and supported by evidence, instantly hoodwinking everyone present. Even Princess Jin'an wore a trace of worry between her brows—though Wuyang was willful and domineering, she was indeed a meticulously cultivated disciple of Master Liu and genuinely possessed a formidable talent for medicine.

Over there, the rough-hewn man called Zhao Lieyang was already drenched in cold sweat, his expression one of extreme terror, yet he remained rooted to the spot.

"Reporting to the Emperor and the Dowager Empress, after my preliminary investigation, I deduce that the poison must have been administered while the pastries were in transit," Nanny Liu replied with lowered head.

Xia Fan lay there. Before any substantive progress could be made with his senior sister, his bodily reactions were already stirring restlessly.

"Yun Zhendong!! What are you thinking? Dad is going to be fine!" Mother Yun, Hao Lanshan, scolded Yun Zhendong.

And what was even more fatal was that they had no idea Bai Qi was also a mind-awakening master, causing a favorable situation to be instantly reversed by Bai Qi, resulting in one death and one crippling injury.

An action that should have felt somewhat perverted now appeared otherworldly and bizarre, owing to her expression, which was so blank as to be nearly endearing, set against a face that was half ethereal beauty and half smeared in blood.

Reminded by him, Zhang Xuan and Master Guyue recalled the circumstances of that time. It was indeed as Ouyang Yuantong had stated—could there genuinely be some hidden story behind this? Thus, they both looked toward Chu Fengxong with questioning expressions; if he failed to give a clear explanation, they obviously would not let the matter rest easily.

Suddenly, heaven and earth darkened, the entire world plunging into pitch-blackness, while the boundless blood clouds and bloody rain vanished entirely.

Baili Ling had departed, and Xie Lanhe walked in a daze into Xie Yun's bedchamber, approaching Xie Yun's bedside. Although Xie Yun was lying on the bed, his eyes were open. He bore not a single wound, not even a hair was out of place, and his garments were as clean and orderly as ever. Yet, an aura of death had already thoroughly permeated his entire body.

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