Chapter 59: The Inception of the Conspiracy-Depois de me tornar monja, toda a mansão do marquês implorou pelo meu retorno(Vinho de espinheiro e pêssego)

She had already been a saint for some time, after all, it had been a long while since she cut off the path.

Withdrawing from her emotional slump, Ling Meng thought of the looted treasures stored inside her mustard seed pouch and began searching for experience pills.

Those two had only known each other for a few months, and back when they were still flirting, they wanted to melt into each other's bodies even while whispering, as if terrified that the rest of the world did not know they had a thing going on.

Holding onto this thought, the Great Completion Saint Body laid down to sleep within the immortal source. Big Black also knew the Great Completion Saint Body, and after a brief exchange to understand the situation, its bovine eyes widened in shock.

"Such a big man like you, are you out of your mind? Why are you bullying me like this? Sob, sob..." Qi Chuchu cried and shouted. Gradually, when she grew tired of hitting, she stopped, turned to her side, and continued to sob quietly.

Gu Xieshuang walked along the road, the cool evening breeze blowing against her face, yet she inexplicably felt a sense of emptiness in her heart.

Li Xiuzhu sat casually at the table and chairs, casting a "curious" glance toward Nalan Mingyue.

"It is over... While the Haoran Academy is present, the summoner with the highest number of abilities on the field gains [Master's Dignity]: all possessed precept abilities are enhanced to threefold, and it may choose to completely absorb damage on behalf of any unit within the Haoran Academy."

The smiles of the two froze. Ye Muchen scooped up Murong Yuyan in a single embrace and dashed toward the Cyan Demon's lair using the Wind God's Kick. There had to be an underground cave there that could shield them from the avalanche; even if the entrance they dug out got blocked up, the monster surely would have left a doorway to its own lair.

After sitting in silence for a long while amid the quiet surroundings, Silver Moon finally made out that there were several extremely ferocious and terrifying scars on the man's face. If not for the faint candlelight flickering from the stone platform nearby, they would have been entirely invisible.

Far away on the ground tens of thousands of meters below, Joan, Stanley, Emperor Northman, Cameron, numerous palace guards, and countless commoners trembling with fear because Windfall City had been cleaved open, all raised their heads to gaze into the distant high sky.

"Think this through carefully!" the coach said, leaning close to Mingyue's ear to whisper something.

Meanwhile, Taishi Ci, who had just finished breakfast at home, was already heading out with his seven-year-old son, Taishi Heng.

The host and guests thoroughly enjoyed themselves. The group from Jiangdong bid their farewells and settled into the official post station, while Gan Ning went straight to the military camp to inspect his troops.

If Lele were to bear his child, the infant would carry the blood of both the Ning State royal family and the enemy state of Bruli. Innocent as a newborn, how would this child manage to find a place for himself after coming into this world? Being born was destined to be a tragedy.

Passing through the Heavenly King Hall, Dwarf Zhu once again saw those few mice burning incense with an extremely devout demeanor, and the greenish eerie glow in the mice's eyes had almost entirely vanished.

"You have a glib tongue; after taking a trip abroad, you're getting more and more unruly." Yang Jiang gently touched Chenyu's head with an indulgent smile. Though he sounded like he was complaining, the longing and some indescribable emotions hidden deep within his eyes could not be concealed no matter what.

In the Human Realm, the Huaxia Country in the East Sheng Divine Continent—due to the previous government's weakness and incompetence—was currently in a state of fragmentation. Many Western powers came swarming in to seize Huaxia's territory. To break free from the nation's backward state of being bullied, numerous patriots banded together and worked hard for the peaceful reunification of their motherland.

This Thousand-Armed Divine Skill was painstakingly cultivated by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, with each individual arm surpassing an ordinary Xiantian spiritual treasure. When all one thousand arms attacked simultaneously at this moment, the destructive power could well be imagined.

Tokyo is the capital, whereas the Tokyo Metropolis is composed of a series of special wards, cities, towns, and other municipalities surrounding Tokyo; the two are not the same thing.

After Yu Weiling boarded the carriage and slowly lowered the curtain, a gaze carrying intense, murderous intent pierced straight toward Yu Weiyan. Seeing this, Yu Weiyan stood tall and proud, meeting her murderous intent with an air of breezy indifference.

The capital of the Dizhao Kingdom was a full three thousand miles away from the capital of the Yunsheng Kingdom. Along the journey, because Baili Wuchen was wearing a butterfly mask, they still attracted quite a few sideways glances from passersby.

The Qibao Miaoshu is renowned for sweeping away all things; anything caught under its divine light is instantly pulverized into dust. Starlight is merely a form of energy, and it was no exception, being shattered on the spot by the divine light.

How on earth did his train of thought lead him to conclude that this matter had nothing whatsoever to do with her? Wasn't this fellow's overbearing attitude a bit too outrageous?

"Bang—" Just as Yu Weiyan was still secretly marveling at how immensely powerful her elemental ring was, a violent crash echoed from beside her.

A civilian gray organization, even an illegal one, turned out to be more elite than legitimate official armed forces. Thinking about it carefully, it truly felt absurd.

Wan Fang let out a startled cry and tried to retreat, but Ning Yucheng's long sword slashed down once again. Having no other choice, Wan Fang exerted all his might to cross his double swords in defense. With a sharp clang, his right-hand sword was knocked down to the ground.

"Target missed," the instructor said helplessly. He was getting old, and that fleeting moment of déjà vu was just wasted sentiment; this child still had a very long road ahead of him.

She didn't know what kind of herb Fu Xue had applied to her. It was the first time she ever learned that this nameless wild grass possessed such medicinal efficacy.

"Stop fighting. Cheng Lie said she didn't want to play house with me. She was mocking me for treating emotions like child's play. Simon, I feel so miserable. I truly love Ah Lie; I cannot live without him." Her low murmurs carried a bone-deep sorrow, her alluring profile overflowing with grief and regret, before she suddenly turned and bolted out of the Western restaurant.