Chapter 61: Using Her to Please Ji Yan?
Yes, yes, yes... Eldest Prince, please calm your anger! Princess Ningyue is the only beloved daughter of the Wu'er Tribe. She is the apple of everyone's eye in the entire tribe, and with the assistance of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion of Blue Moon, how could it be a problem for the Eldest Prince to conquer the Northern Cold with such a virtuous wife?
Within just a few days, the Alchemist Guild concentrated all its financial resources and bought up all the fire cards at high prices.
People could only hear a dull thud, which was the sound of Lin Yang throwing a heavy punch straight into Qiuqiu Yiren's right shoulder.
At that moment, Feng heard the gunshot. After the opponent readjusted their aim, he fired back with lightning speed.
"My child, I am merely giving you a medicinal pill, what are you afraid of?" Elder Liu smiled heartily and personally helped Su Tong up.
Feeling a piercing and bitter cold, the attendant trembled uncontrollably and stammered out a cry.
As a high-ranking shinobi of the Kage level, Pain—or rather, Nagato—was naturally no ordinary person. He extended his five fingers, and his chakra erupted instantly.
Seeing that Shi Lin had finished her piece, Chun Tian continued, "Since they moved here, our place has become much livelier, it's just..." Chun Tian looked at Luo Sisi with some hesitation.
Before the two of them reached the training ground, Xu Cheng's voice had already reached them from ahead. The two who had just been yawning shivered and hurriedly rushed toward the training ground.
Yun Xixi said as she kicked Luo Yi again. Luo Yi, whose injuries had somewhat eased after receiving a healing spell, was kicked into coughing up another mouthful of blood. He cast a helpless glance at Yun Xixi, knowing that this girl must still be exacting revenge on him for kicking her down into the dungeon earlier.
"No, thank you." Yu Qingyao, still trying to figure out what medicine her father was selling in his gourd, was already seven or eight parts full and spoke with a trace of caution.
As soon as those words left his mouth, he wanted to slap himself across the face. He had just told himself not to speak recklessly, yet here he was doing it again.
Following Wang Jie's appearance, a series of ear-piercing screams came from behind the Heavenly Demon. Evidently, his companions had already been dispatched by Wang Ting and Feng Qingyang.
She had witnessed Shen Xiao merging his memories twice before and knew that while the process looked simple, it was actually extremely perilous.
Struck by overwhelming shock, Fan Xiaodong made a prompt decision. He produced a blood-red talisman, uttered an internal chant, and directed a surge of spiritual energy toward it.
"Your Highness, the person has been brought to you." Zhongli Shuo did not even glance at the guard who was speaking, but instead kept his gaze fixed intently on Jinse not far away, waving his hand to signal the guard to withdraw.
"The one who comes to take your dog's life," a chilling voice slowly echoed as the space in front of them twisted, and two figures materialized before Liu Hui.
For the very first time, Wenren Ya felt a lingering yearning for the world where the Dark God and the Light God resided.
Hundreds of ferocious beasts began to roar. As spiritual beasts endowed with immense spiritual energy, they could understand Shen Yaxi's words and roared in dissatisfaction, their beastly eyes turning crimson as they glared at Shen Yaxi with fierce and predatory malice.
By this time, dusk was near, and night was slowly descending like a curtain over the magnificent palace. The imperial palace today was unusually quiet, yet unlike its past tranquility, it carried a lingering sense that danger was lurking in some hidden corner, waiting for a moment of carelessness to stir up waves and leave everyone utterly helpless.
Pan Heyi's head buzzed with a loud hum. How could His Majesty send him to Huazhou? He had offended Jiang Anyi bitterly; going to Huazhou to clear the fields would be nothing less than a lamb walking right into a tiger's den.
Lingdang was left utterly alone, neither of the two brothers paying her any mind. After Prince Zhuan ran off into the distance, the "corpses" surrounding Lingdang all came back to life, and the wreckage on the ground turned out to be nothing more than wood and stones, with the surrounding structures shattered almost beyond recognition.