Volume 1, Chapter 44: Liu Qi's Struggle

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“How did you get here?” Ma Tong asked.

“I met a black-robed monk. He told me to come here and save someone,” Liu Qi replied.

“A black-robed monk? Could he have been Chancellor Zhuge Xiao?” Ma Tong exclaimed excitedly.

Liu Qi nodded. “It was indeed Chancellor Zhuge.”

Ma Tong now believed Liu Qi completely. “I heard that the Fifth Prince of the Qian Dynasty has returned to the capital from his fief and is coming to Phoenix Tower to indulge in pleasure. I came here to assassinate him, so that the old emperor will know what it feels like to lose a loved one!”

Hearing this, Liu Qi gave a bitter laugh.

The imperial family was the most heartless of all. The emperor would never feel grief over the death of a single prince...

Qin Ge did not dare delay. He bit his finger and dripped his own blood onto the puppet before him. Sure enough, when the blood landed on the puppet, multicolored light flashed across its body, and it fell to the ground.

Luo Feng must have fought fiercely with this enormous zombie to have left such a fatal wound on the back of its head.

After Marquis Shouning finished speaking, Li Li seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and abruptly pulled the carriage to a halt.

Bang! A crisp gunshot rang out, and Batur Mongke, seated on horseback, trembled violently.

The old Godslayer radiated dazzling light. A curtain of light appeared, and in an instant, every attack was blocked outside. Not even a single strand of his hair was harmed.

The rotation caused by the suction had stopped. The beautiful light, tinged with the colors of a dream, transformed the glowing stars into candies from a fairy tale, irresistibly alluring.

At that moment, Su Xuan had already entered hand in hand with Du Ruoxi. He greeted the director, then sat down with Du Ruoxi. She seemed somewhat unnatural at first, but after a while she appeared to relax. Su Xuan thoughtfully poured her a drink and said with a smile—

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“Captain Li... Where did this silver come from?” Marquis Shouning asked, forcing an awkward smile at Li Li, his expression stiffening.

The entire room fell silent. Everyone stared intently at Mina Chiyuki, afraid that she might nod and that Wanzi would really cut open her belly to let Mina Chiyuki see whether she was a sinister person at heart.

There was no longer any room for discussion. Lin Bin immediately coordinated with Su Qian’s swordplay, and the two joined their four swords into one.

Before they had even taken a step, someone had already floated onto the platform. Lin Yin looked up and saw a young man of ordinary appearance, with thick, powerful limbs, carrying a long, well-forged bronze staff.

“Badolando, disengage from the combat zone at full speed.” At last, Jiang Wuming returned to the captain’s seat.

“If things are as you say, then His Majesty is clearly warning the Huo family. Mother and Elder Brother must not lose their heads. Could this matter have implicated you?” The matter of dethronement had to pass through Shangguan Youmeng, and Huo Chengjun feared that Shangguan Youmeng might do nothing and instead arouse suspicion.

Liu Bingyi and Han Zeng knew nothing of what had happened at the Guangchuan Prince’s residence. By lamplight, they were planning how to grant the dead peace and restore justice to the realm. If such conduct were tolerated, the people would never accept it—how could the empire then be governed? Neither of them imagined that in only a few days, the Guangchuan Prince’s residence would undergo a dramatic transformation.

Guan Hai received the secret edict and personally led a unit to deliver tens of thousands of pounds of poppy sap to Liu Ye in the Western Regions. More than a hundred large carts were packed full of poppy husks as well.

“None of us knows what the gemstone in his hand even is. How are we supposed to make this call?” Lin Ning asked with a frown.

Yue Hai glanced at the auxiliary screen. Lasponq was right behind him, and since the radar had not detected the Heaven-Cleaving Saber, he appeared somewhat flustered.

Only then did He Lang look around in astonishment. He discovered that quite a few cultivators in blue robes and gray garments were looking in his direction.

Immediately afterward, the second wave of torment began. One vicious method after another relentlessly tortured Liu Rui.

Huo Chengjun had originally intended to tease him by refusing, but after hearing what came next, she nodded, exactly as Han Zeng had expected. “Does Marquis Long’e have somewhere we can go?” This was not a suitable place for conversation, and they could not say much more.

“What is happening? The War God Emperor Art has begun circulating on its own.” Ye Fan sensed the changes within him and could not help asking in a solemn voice.

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They were wearing their own clothes and carried no cheering props, so it was perfectly natural to mistake them for casual solo fans—perhaps supporters of several different groups. No one expected that most of the solo fans waiting there actually supported the same group. It was truly astonishing.

If he had not happened to discover those furtive individuals this time, the consequences would have been too terrible to imagine.

Yet as he continued to grow, he gradually became accustomed to this body of a shadow crow, and he even took pleasure in what he did. He was not a saint of boundless compassion, but he had his own principles, and he hoped that this world could escape the disasters that awaited it.

“I actually wandered in here by accident myself. I originally intended to save that Black Dragon, but then I saw you and decided to give it a try,” Yu Hao said.

Cultivators of every race had already jammed the passageway, yet people continued forcing their way inside.

The moment Yang Xiaoxuan entered the company, many of her familiar colleagues could not help taking a second look at her.

That sensation of being there in person nearly drove him mad. The ghost doll was tormenting him, trying to push his mind toward collapse and despair.

While Xiao Yan was heading to the Martial Universe, Lin Dong was also discussing the Negative Entity War. Lin Dong enjoyed tremendous prestige in the Martial Universe. As its foremost figure, he possessed an enormous network of connections, and the Martial Universe also had more Ancestor Realm powerhouses than the Battle Through the Heavens world.

This was precisely the sort of thing Zhang Tiancheng loved doing, and Li Ye was equally fond of having Zhang Tiancheng handle it. “Understood.” Zhang Tiancheng turned and walked down from the city wall.

“Are you looking down on me? I know from Mother that you’re very strong, but I’m a Super Saiyan Level Two now!” Lele said through clenched teeth. Without realizing it, his words acknowledged that Bardock was indeed his father.

During the final years of the Tang Dynasty, even those who passed the imperial examinations were not necessarily granted good official positions. They were generally sent out to county offices across the realm, beginning as sixth- or seventh-rank magistrates, and then climbing upward step by step. By the time they reached the position of chancellor, unless fortune had favored them, they could practically be ready for burial.

“Yes, I suppose I was worrying too much.” Dongfang Ziqing nodded, then turned her gaze back toward the stage.

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