Volume 1, Chapter 53: Fu Juechuan Contacted Zhong Wen for His Own Sake

The Zhong family was unaware of the relationship between Zhong Wen and Fu Juechuan, which was why Zhong Hai had planned to take Ye Qiaoqiao with him when he fled, intending to use her as leverage against Military Commander Ye.

In truth, Zhong Hai's plan was sound.

Unfortunately for him.

The man he encountered was Fu Juechuan.

Ye Qiaoqiao did not put on airs at this moment; Zhong Wen had helped rescue her, and she would prepare a proper expression of gratitude once she was safely out of danger.

Half a day passed.

During this time, Ye Qiaoqiao quietly ate a few more pieces of chocolate to keep her strength up.

With Fu Juechuan by her side, she spent most of the time sleeping. When Zhong Hai thought about sending someone over to continue feeding her medicine and saw her condition, he gave up the idea.

"This wife of mine is truly frail and gets seasick. I was hoping some medicine would make her feel better..."

On the surface, she agreed to call off the wedding, but every time she saw the groom's parents, she would put on a pitiful facade to elicit their sympathy.

When she was not angry, Okila seemed to have almost no cat fur on her, save for a few soft strands along her cheeks and a light fuzz on the back of her hands.

Her throat was dry and aching, and her mouth tasted completely bitter. She got up and stepped out of bed, drinking a cup of warm water that finally made her feel a little more comfortable.

Cen Qing panted heavily. The sensation of having her bones reset was excruciatingly painful, and she could even clearly feel the fractured bones slowly reassembling piece by piece.

With what kind of emotions had Zhao Qian sent the child away? She did not love that child, yet because of the child, her entire family was held in check by the Prime Minister, ultimately forcing her to enter the palace bearing a lifetime of humiliation.

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Seeing this, the crowd shook their heads and whispered among themselves. At that moment, the people upstairs had just finished taking a bath and changed into fresh clothes before coming down, inquiring about what had happened only after asking around.

She skillfully connected her self-written code to her phone. This was a piece of virus software Su Ningning had commissioned someone to create, capable of accessing another party's data through a shared network attribute.

Looking back at the city wall, some of the soldiers who had been patrolling froze mid-step, their feet locked in place as they had just stepped forward. When turning to look at the general standing at the very top, it was Lu Shan. His gaze swept across the front, lost in thought just moments before, but now he too was frozen in place.

"I never imagined wontons could taste this good!" Wang Yao said, her mouth full as the tip of her tongue was slightly scalded by the hot wonton, yet the experience still filled her with immense satisfaction.

The instant the door slammed shut with a loud clang, she seemed to hear the sound of dripping water. Looking back, she saw Bishui's teardrops—each as large as a bean—pattering down onto the floorboards, actually making a distinct sound.

"Stop! Old Tang, don't easily give up everything we've worked so hard to build!" Milan pressed down on Old Tang's hand to keep him from making the call.

After learning of these circumstances, Grand Marshal Guo Xin concluded that this Linpiao Mountain battle would undoubtedly be another fierce and unavoidable conflict, wondering how many more innocent and suffering Tibetan commoners had been ravaged by these seven flying beast kings. He therefore decided to dispatch a main force legion to assist the masters and disciples in recapturing Linpiao Mountain, laying a solid foundation for the imperial army's next objective of retaking Tianlai City.

"Your Majesty is wise!" shouted all the ministers in unison throughout the grand hall, though a certain undertone of sarcasm laced their voices.

The disciples had not expected the legendary Qitian Emperor to suddenly manifest and become so formidable. They had no choice but to retreat to their master's side to protect him wholeheartedly, refusing to give the Qitian Emperor any further opportunity to exploit.

Although the crowd harbored deep resentment and anger over this, feeling utterly helpless against such overwhelming strength, they had nothing to say and could only glare back fiercely.

As soon as they stepped out of Bailaomen City, Hill saw from afar that the Western Liang army camp gleamed brilliant white beneath the night sky. It turned out the soldiers were all dressed in mourning white, and white cloth banners had been strung up across the camp.

Following that, Qingke flashed a dashing wave toward a certain graceful figure outside the arena, only to be met with a roll of the eyes and a pout.

At that moment, Ling Tong took over the conversation. He knew that Zhuang Jue's true aim lay elsewhere, and they had to make full preparations to remain invincible.

Due to his momentary greed for glory, the Green Turtle Great Sage had brought trouble upon himself. Because of his hard turtle shell, he was completely unable to hide or evade, and was ultimately surrounded and trapped by the Slaughter Demon Dragons atop the demon mountain.

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"Hey?? Did any of you see the bag of white powder I left right here??" asked a child.

Shisui paused for a moment, then immediately put on a solemn expression as he looked at his older brother.

Back in the day, the Innocent One had faced none other than the Sword Saint Long Qianshan himself; against a mere junior like this, Xiao Yunxuan expended virtually no effort at all.

"Mr. Scott, what should we do now?" As a subordinate, his scope of action was severely limited. Amidst such turbulent and precarious times, he was not the one destined to turn the tide; he only knew how to faithfully perform his duties.

Hua Lian suo had once posed a threat to the current head of the household, but circumstances had now changed. Just as Lu Tianwu and Shui Boyi engaged in a fierce battle, Hua Liansuo stepped through the gates of the Hua family estate for the first time in over a decade.

With a single exhalation from Qin Tian, a round, gleaming bald head abruptly burst into everyone's sight.

Caesar and his most elite troops had suddenly vanished, leaving the Blood-Stained Land extremely vulnerable, which caused ambitious opportunists in the surrounding regions to grow restless. Without Caesar and those terrifying Blood Moon Elves, the remaining garrison of the Blood-Stained Land was no longer enough to deter these people.

Yet, all those sweet, sentimental, romantic, and touching words must have already been spoken to her by her family members; however, these ugly and unbearable words were precisely the kind her family would never utter to her.

His entire body swiftly vaulted over the armored biochemical ghost, executing a graceful backflip to land smoothly on the ground. He immediately spun around to face his opponent, a cold smirk still lingering at the corner of his lips.

It was only at this moment that Mo Wushuang understood why her father had refused to read the morning paper earlier that day, hurriedly hiding it away with a nervous expression when she approached. It turned out he was afraid she would see the reports in the news. At the same time, Mo Wushuang recalled how her brother had been busy since early morning, and how her father had lied to her, claiming her brother had gone to the hospital.