Chapter 50

Immediately after, Jiang Huairen saw fresh blood slowly overflowing from Chen Yuanyuan's lips. Jiang Huairen made a swift move; this was a sign of poisoning. He took out a medicinal pill and fed it to Chen Yuanyuan.

Zhang Tian nodded, and Liu Ming instantly flew into the air, watching from a distance that was neither too close nor too far.

However, a full-strength strike of the Great Heavenly Cycle could not be neutralized solely by external objects, even if that external object was the Nether Spring Mirror.

In fact, long before the disappearance of the boundary gate, through his connection with Lu Qiming via the Great Prophecy Spell, Qin Yuefeng had already foreseen Lu Qiming's danger before anyone else.

Although the songs he had released previously were also very popular, these two were the most popular by far, bringing fame and fortune even to the entire folk music scene in their wake.

Gu Zong raised the corner of his mouth. "The world is vast and boundless, and China alone possesses so many powerful forces. I wonder what Europe and the Americas are like? I truly wish to apply to the City Lord to join the expeditionary army and spread the might of White Cloud City."

Shi Gang roared angrily, "Don't push your luck too far! Do you take us for fools? Could anyone possibly steal something right under your nose?"

Hearing the figures stated by Ye Xiu, the doctors of Wellington Hospital cast another look at the building before them, and after earnestly recalling each and every building they had just toured, expressions of utter bewilderment involuntarily froze on their faces.

Immediately following, an incantation was cast, and the surface of the talisman exuded a flowing aquatic hue. The water-like radiance gathered into a sheet, forming a transparent barrier of light that enveloped the Purple Calamity within.

Thunderous bell chimes instantly surged from the bronze bell, creating countless layers of terrifying, visible ripples.

Xuan Li had caused trouble on numerous occasions, but every time, Xuan Yue's responses felt like punching a sponge—leaving her endlessly resentful yet utterly helpless to start any deliberate trouble.

"If it's not that, why did you run just now?" Shucun Zi spoke unhurriedly, reaching out to gently brush away the strands of hair sticking to Lu Xibai's face with a tender movement.

Wen Ruru curled her lips, carried the plate of steamed buns toward the living room, sat down on the sofa, turned on the television, picked up a bun, and began to nibble on it.

The distance grew increasingly vast, leaving behind only a distant shadow of the towering vermilion gates. Those familiar figures also blurred into indistinct shapes. Gazing at the empty vessel, Yun Lu could not help letting out a sigh.

Therefore, his kiss was extremely light and slow, probing bit by bit, caressing inch by inch.

The old grandfather and several village elders left. A few young and snobbish ones remained at the front, tugging at bedding and snatching pots and pans in a chaotic, brawling mess that was impossible to resolve. Li Wei, Bo Kun, and the others no longer had the heart to meddle and retreated dejectedly to the schoolhouse.

Yet under the current circumstances, having suffered severe injuries, Zhou Jian had no choice but to bow his head and yield. He truly could not fathom why his father had departed without a word, allowing Muling to display his might in the Emperor Casting Hall and still leave safely.

As soon as Qu Liang and Fen Tianyou stepped through the doors, they glanced left and right before the former asked with a slightly cautious look in his eyes.

Normally, he also detested the people of the first branch lording it over the General's Estate. However, as the eldest son of the third branch, few dared to provoke him, and he rarely initiated trouble with the first branch. Yet now, it was glaringly obvious that Xuan Li was using her status and standing in the General's Estate to bully Xuan Yue, a matter he simply could not stand by and watch.

As for the Wild Boar King, it continued to happily munch on some meat given by Bai Qi before trotting off to the south to forage for fruit.

"I really can't do it. Driving the sled is still a job for Cang Hai, and besides, I have matters to attend to in a couple of days and won't be in the village."

Then, pressing down with both hands, the Spirit-Gathering Array descended beneath Ji Yu, and finally flared brightly before settling securely into place.

Wei Qingqing reached out to catch a raindrop falling into her palm, feeling momentarily dazed—why did this rain only fall after Zhao Lingxi and Xiao Ziling were burned to death?

After setting her trap, Ling Wanrou waited with strained patience for five or six days. Seeing that Wei Qingqing still made no move by the eighth day of the eighth month, she grew somewhat restless—in her past life, Wei Qingqing had laid her trap around the eighth of August and struck formally on the tenth.

Throughout the remainder of the New Year, Cang Hai did not feel the festive atmosphere at all; he did not even manage to catch a glimpse of the village opera performance on the day it was staged.

She admitted that she was not completely open and aboveboard—for instance, her calculated effort to crawl into Yue Linghan's bed was not baseless rumor. However, Ji Yuyou believed she had never wronged this group of colleagues; she had even treated them with utmost sincerity and once hoped to forge genuine friendships with them.

Seeing this, the blazing anger in Bai Qi's heart instantly subsided, as if he felt relieved upon realizing that Dandan was unharmed. At the same time, he felt a sense of bizarreness; the dazzling white light and the white lightning had appeared rather peculiarly.

For no other reason than this: as long as she neither noticed nor stopped me next, I will surely unearth concrete, ironclad evidence.

Cang Hai said, "How would I know which office has jurisdiction over this place? Actually, I've only been here once before, and that was last time when I was buying a pump..."

"Take it off, alright?" He sought her consent once more, knowing her health was currently poor and wishing not to force her.

Regarding his major blunder last time that resulted in the plane crash, Daigo still felt somewhat embarrassed. Moreover, the ultimate victory last time had still relied upon Tiga.

"Speak!" My expression instantly shifted, the smile vanishing as a cold gleam appeared in my eyes, and I shouted in an icy voice.

As he spoke, a tremor ran through his body, suddenly radiating a powerful coercive aura that caused everyone except Song Lin to stagger half a step backward.

"Don't move around, or you'll fall." Xu Qingmo quickly patted the hands supporting the roots of Lin Youxi's thighs.

The attendants outside the inner hall must have heard the commotion within, prompting a flurry of approaching footsteps.

With no other choice given by his father's words, Zi Feng could only nod and agree to his demand. Standing there today, watching Shadow fully engrossed in healing Bai Ling's and Hua Aijiao's injuries within the Cloud Pool, his emotions were incomparably complex. Yet now that his father had arrived, he knew that any attempt on his part to stop it would be in vain.

Therefore, although Mount Kunlun appeared devoid of human tracks, there were actually many households residing there.

Upon arriving in the capital, Yang Liuyi and the others naturally stayed at Fragrance of the Nation and Color, which was the place that truly belonged to Yang Liuyi; compared to the Shangfeng Villa, it felt much more like home to her.