43. Fleeting Light, Moon Gazing

Cem anos após a morte do imperador, tornei-me o amor eterno do tirano Pera de gato 1766 words 2026-08-04 08:09:29

A mysterious, crimson-red blood crystal gradually welled up from the cracks on the sword body, coating the pitch-black and bulky weapon with a mesmerizing and breathtaking magnificence. Lance did not know what the mysterious blood crystal was, but it had never disappointed him.

Wu Feiyang did not want to become an Earth Immortal at this moment, as he had not yet practiced any cultivation techniques since arriving in the Immortal Realm.

Wang Lin put away her angry expression and sighed. She had not expected that they still could not cross the infamous Path of the Dead. The antidote that the imperial court had spent so many years researching turned out to be completely useless. A sense of discouragement washed over him; under the circumstances, retreating was indeed their only option.

Observing Chen Fusheng's confident and calm demeanor, the Black Mountain Stone Sprite was truly startled and suspicious for a moment, unable to figure out what Chen Fusheng was actually planning, since he had not seized this excellent opportunity to launch a sneak attack.

"Senior Fang Mu, I remember you promised Eli that you would give us a song?" Honoka asked Fang Mu curiously along the way.

"Alright, then I'll be responsible for preparing the food for dinner! I just happened to see bear claw marks nearby, so tonight we can taste Master's Eight-Treasure Bear Paws~ How exciting~" Talking in an adorable tone, Taros shouldered his weapons, and with Tai Hu turned and disappeared into the woods.

In the dark corner, Zhuo Yifeng watched the gradually receding figures of Yun Ruoyue and Li Mo, a complex expression in his eyes. Over the past few days, Yun Ruoyue and Li Mo had gone to Pi City. Zhuo Yifeng had worried about Yun Ruoyue all day long, and now that she had finally returned safely, he didn't even have the courage to appear before her and say a single word.

It was because he was too careless, and because he was too self-righteous. From beginning to end, she had never been considered for the sake of Wu Zhan.

Yet now, with Yuan An putting it this way, Wu Zhan began to feel uncertain. After all, regarding the letter... he was the one who had instructed the soldiers to place it here. Having been away for several days, and with military affairs during this time mostly handled by him—although Songshan claimed no one should have touched it—there were still times when he was away.

Yin Su darted her lively eyes at Lin Ling, a mischievous smile appearing on her face. Wu Feng's expression grew even gloomier, his eyes sweeping harshly like blades over Lin Ling and Hu Qian.

On the airplane heading to Fusang, Catherine leaned against Ling Feng and fell asleep, while Ling Feng felt no sleepiness at all, instead pondering the events that were about to unfold.

It was Chi Wan's first time flying first class, looking around in wonder while struggling to understand many of the buttons.

Tang Yiheng's shout of "Aunt-in-law" was crisp and sweet, startling the assistant who was blowing on the charcoal fire so badly that he choked and spat out a mouthful of saliva.

He understood later that the past didn't matter. Since she insisted they truly had nothing to do with each other, then starting from that very second, he would re-enter her world and make them "have something to do with each other."

Thinking about it now, there was absolutely no way Long Yin would ask him for Rongcheng for no reason at all! In other words, there was a problem with one of these places. As for what the exact problem was, he could not quite put his finger on it, but his intuition told him that once Rongcheng was ceded to Long Yin, it would lose all protection.

I truly hated myself for not having a cup of saltwater at hand back then, otherwise I could have spat it right in her face. I had already told her it was a hairpin, yet she could stubbornly associate it with chopsticks. Such imagination—it really made me want to crack open her head to see what on earth was packed inside.

"Hehe, this is all thanks to my brother's usual guidance." Praised by the person she liked, Zoutin smiled very sweetly.

Yet at this very moment, Ximen Jinlian's cell phone rang. She hurriedly took it out to check, only to find it was a call from Chen Chen. Pressing the answer button, she heard Chen Chen's laughter coming through: "Princess of Jade?" Presumably, the news from the jadeite street today had already spread.

Earlier, she had gone downstairs to ask the housekeeper, Sister Quan, who said that An Bo had not yet returned. How late was it already, and he was still out?

Ling Feng no longer had the spare energy to converse with the Demon God; all his focus and attention were entirely devoted to running his mental cultivation method and absorbing energy.

Long Yanxue's heart skipped a beat. In that heavy sword radiating dark light, he sensed an aura of darkness—not fiendish aura or killing intent, but a pure darkness, a dark aura devoid of any emotion.

"Liu Lan, didn't you say you wanted to drink? Hurry up and set things up. Come on, let's drink." Seeing that the atmosphere was somewhat lukewarm, Jin Caixia hurriedly raised her wine glass and said to Liu Lan and the others.

Lin Feng walked out of Mo Yiyi's president's office in a daze, everything feeling like a dream. In the blink of an eye, he had become the largest shareholder of Fania Club, one of the four major clubs in HZ City.

Seeing Ao Yuan shoot toward him, Bing Lan, whose body was originally darting toward Li静 and the others, instantly changed direction, her body hurtling toward the depths of the ocean and not daring to step anywhere near Ice Moon Island again. For the power of this flame bead unleashed by Ao Yuan would likely reduce a radius of several hundred miles around Ice Moon Island to ashes.

Xue Han and Ming Feng looked speechlessly at the game of tag between Judas and Ghost Spirit. Nan Ling, who was lying aside and had lost all his cultivation, was completely ignored. The poor fellow was already weeping tears of sorrow by then; his meticulous plans of many years had gone down the drain, his cultivation had been crippled, and endless darkness awaited him.

Situ Chenyi raised his hand and dealt a heavy slap across Situ Chenxing's face, instantly leaving five bright red finger marks on his cheek.

"If you ascend to the God Realm, I will no longer interfere with you. You may roam the Chifeng Continent as you please, and I will not restrict your actions." Duan Huang still spoke with earnest advice, waving his arm as Tuoda and the other person vanished into thin air from the ground below.