Chapter 56: Why Is the Villain Hopelessly Romantic Too? 19

"Elder, what is this... how did you end up like this?" Nian Xiao looked at the scene before him in shock, watching a perfectly fine person turn into a head of cabbage in the blink of an eye.

Yun Shu stopped teasing him, and the two resumed their polite and courteous manner of conversation, though Xue Heng felt as though something was missing. Seeing Song Jun constantly staring at him and Yun Shu from the side, he felt as if he were being watched, and shook his head inwardly. Staying any longer would be awkward, so Xue Heng got up and went outside.

However, no one dared to step forward and ask them to move their carriage to the side to avoid blocking the path of others. The carriage looked extremely luxurious, and its specifications were definitely not something an ordinary person could afford. At a glance, it clearly belonged to a noble family.

He did not want Su Jin to interfere in this matter. It was not out of any selfish motive, but rather because he had not expected Mei Jiuling to be injured so severely. Should the worst happen, Jin would inevitably be implicated if she intervened.

Men were truly fickle creatures, eating what was in their bowls while eyeing what was in the basin, and still longing for what was in the pot—simply greedy.

Perhaps sensing that Shiliu had seen through her thoughts, Zhu Ling'er gave an awkward smile and quickly changed the subject to something else.

When Dan Cheng arrived, he noticed something unusual in the courtyard and stood frozen at the doorway for a long time. He discovered that a new tree had been planted in the courtyard, with the earth on the ground still freshly turned, while a group of people sat in the shade beneath the tree, leisurely drinking rice wine.

Among those still able to fight in the arena, only a few late-stage Golden Core disciples remained. Although Lai Chenguang managed to block the attack, he had long been frightened out of his wits by the multicolored radiance, losing all the arrogance he had possessed upon first arrival.

Cultivating these spells required corresponding spiritual power within the body; without it, one had to first transform the body's spiritual power into the required type before casting the spell. There was only one spell that had no elemental requirements for spiritual power whatsoever: the Wind-Riding Technique, known as the "most fundamental of spells."

This time, without any hesitation or even discussion, we all jumped together into this huge purple ring of light.

He let out a low shout, clenched his fists into seals, and burst forth with boundless divine radiance. Striking out with tremendous force, a single punch carried the weight of ten thousand jun, resembling a white jade elephant trampling down with such might that mountains and rivers would collapse, and all living things would be reduced to dust.

"Changsha will be here soon, and we won't even miss lunch." Xu Shanchi washed some early peaches for Wang Chen. Only a tiny part of the fruit was sweet, yet Wang Chen managed to eat them all.

Glancing at Gong Ruoyin, who looked utterly incredulous, and Gong Ruoyan, who remained incomparably calm, Father Gong sneered inwardly. It seemed Ruoyan had known everything all along.

After a half-hour walk, although he had consumed two pounds of beef along with other fruits and vegetables, much of the energy had already been digested by his body, and his stomach no longer felt overly bloated, returning to a normal level.

The force of this axe was enough to snap even a giant boulder, yet the wood of the divine tree was as hard and dense as steel. Gilgamesh struck the exact same spot three times before finally felling the large tree.

I gathered Qi into my Dantian, clenched my fists, and tried to use external force to suppress it within my body. Under the compulsion of my powerful internal energy, it gradually grew submissive, and a moment later, I regained my usual calm and serenity.

"I cooked this myself with my own ladle, how could it turn out like this? How about I exchange it for another bowl, on the house?" said the owner of the late-night snack restaurant.

He was originally a man from Youzhou and had witnessed the Yellow Turban Rebellion in the Central Plains. He still had some impression of this mode of warfare, which involved coercing commoners to form armies of a hundred thousand or even several hundred thousand strong.

Empress Dowager Yu always ordered Zhilan to handle shady and private matters. Zhilan must know something, but simply refused to tell her.

In fact, I anticipated that he wouldn't be able to stir up any trouble. After all, this was the Zhou family's ancestral home, surrounded by guards and bodyguards on all sides; they certainly wouldn't let him succeed.

Although he felt regretful about being driven by Louis, he thought more about the dead: since the departed were gone, shouldn't those who survived bear the heavy burden and forge ahead to safeguard the wishes of the deceased?

Hayward remarked that this was clearly the condition when he was traded last year, so how had it suddenly become a friendly sponsorship?

If the Liu family could find a psychological expert capable of controlling Mrs. Zhou, they probably would have grown arrogant long ago and come demanding favors from the Zhou family, so why wait until now to play tricks?

Just as he had said, Zhao Lingxue was safest only by his side and could survive only then.

However, at the thought of that male host repeatedly insulting Ye Xiao, Yang Dingdi felt an itch of hatred in his heart.

Yang Qingyi suspiciously pushed open the room, only to see a man in white robes sitting at a round table, leisurely brewing a cup of tea.

Regrettably, since the newcomer had already chosen the Light-Willed Tiger as their prey, it was naturally impossible for them to retreat because of its bluffing roar.

Emerging from the railway station, the twins sat on either side in the back seat, pressing against the windows and gazing at the towering skyscrapers on both sides of the avenue. Sisters visiting New York for the very first time were so awestruck that their jaws dropped.

Fortunately, the Zhou family's crisis was resolved and matters had settled down. I no longer needed to rush about fleeing from danger and would remain in the Imperial Capital in the future, giving me more time to visit her.

Without a trace of emotion, she exchanged a glance with Qiaosheng and then swept away, completely ignoring Liang Yuan's reaction behind her; anyway, he would come begging for her help tomorrow.

After Yuele left, Yunlian lay back down, exhausted, wondering what on earth had happened, who had won last night, how she had ended up here, and where Baili Yue, Su Mei, and Jinfeng were.

Upon hearing his voice, Ruoli's initial panic instantly vanished, and even the annoyance she had felt toward him just moments before was softened. Although his words were uttered with extreme flatness, almost devoid of emotion, to Ruoli, they felt like a ray of dawn shining into her heart.

Duan Wuchang cupped his fists in salute and departed. Fu Qi did not speak, simply sitting quietly and drinking alone.

The next second, a sharp pain struck his chest as she bit down hard into it. He remained completely motionless, allowing her to vent however she pleased, as long as it brought peace to her heart.

The guards under the city walls were heavily fortified. If they forced their way into the forbidden imperial grounds, it would inevitably cause a massive uproar, and if the Nine-Tailed Demon Fox was truly inside, it would inevitably alert the enemy.