Xie Yunze Asks His Parents-in-Law for Help

"Don't be nervous. Tell the captain not to change course; I want to arrive in Kunming at the originally scheduled time," William said with a charming smile.

The sky finally began to brighten, and the falling snow started to cease. A night of desperate running had left Shen Xinghun and Li Shan in a wretched state, and the wound on Li Shan's back was still bleeding continuously, as if he could barely hold on much longer.

Cloud Peak seemed like nothing more than a joke, a casual topic for people to occasionally poke fun at over tea.

As soon as he stepped into the reception parlor, a fiery red figure loomed before Yue Mingju, and a wave of intense heat rushed toward his face.

She possessed a stunning face, long raven-black hair, and expressive, lively eyes that fixed upon Gu Yifeng with a trace of puzzlement.

Even after more than twenty years of daily exposure to the fragrant smoke of incense, the Nine Deer Cauldron could not wash away the stains of the blood splashed upon its surface.

"...You knew from the very beginning that the Old Master and I had joined forces, didn't you?" Uttering these final words, Gu Lianqi felt a strange expression on his face, wondering if Qiyan was aware of the deal struck between him and the Old Master.

Murong Xiaoyue's eyes were filled with anger, yet she dared not speak out, fearing she might provoke this scoundrel.

"As you can see, what I've learned is probably genuine martial arts. Either that, or these thugs are fake thugs..." Zhao Xiaobao spread her hands and said quite earnestly.

"Hehehe! Dear audience and friends, the next hero to play is old Chronos, the time-keeper! Which position on the opposing side do you want to see turn into a snail?" Bounty Hunter adjusted his dark glasses, a wretched smile appearing on his face once again.

Ma Chao's impoliteness was undeniable, and the profound ignorance hidden beneath that impoliteness made Zhao Yun feel even more absurd. In Hebei and Henan, countless people died unjustly in every battle, yet here was Ma Chao treating duels as a mere game—how laughable was that?

Vaguely, she felt as though she were lying on an extremely comfortable bed in a pleasantly warm room. Looking closer, she realized several candles had been lit. Xizhi gently sat up and touched her head; her hair had come undone from its bun, and though she still felt slightly dizzy, the pain had largely subsided.

"Lin Lin?" Uncle Gao's expression turned somewhat peculiar, as if he were unsure whether to smile or do something else.

He would undoubtedly slap away the notion with a wave of his hand, angrily curse "You're sick," and then cast a look at Su Cheng as if staring at a mental patient before sauting away gracefully.

Hua Yue's urging, and the implications of her words, allowed Qibao to roughly guess what was going on, instantly reigniting the anger he could no longer suppress.

His voice trailed off into the distance just as the suicide cavalry returned to reinforce them, covering and escorting Gan Ning to break out from the north of his own camp, vanishing into the pitch-black night where one could not even see one's own fingers, with only the sound of fading hoofbeats lingering behind.

Zhang Tianqian was blocked by Zhu Zhili and Zhang Yi, preventing him from stopping Wei Ren, and could only focus on fighting the two of them. However, the martial arts skills of Zhu Zhili and Zhang Yi were vastly inferior to Zhang Tianqian's. Knowing they were no match and unable to save anyone, they covered for each other, forced Zhang Tianqian back a few paces, and retreated from the manor with their men.

Time drifted by, and half of the spring water in the cold pool had already been sucked dry, yet the Universe Cauldron seemed to sense danger; no matter how the cold spring that nourished it was absorbed, it refused to manifest.

"Hey, you two ignoring me is going to cost you!" As Lin Huang shouted at the pair, the muzzle of his cannon was already locked onto the two figures in mid-air.

Wu Fear didn't care at all; finding this treasure was the most important thing. If his master knew, he would certainly be very happy. He hailed a cab on his own in the rain.

As long as Jiangnan had not found happiness yet, and as long as he had not given up, her heart could not escape a lingering sense of guilt.

Opening its blood-sapping maw, one of the black-transformed wind-wolf beasts lunged fiercely, threatening to snap Ye Jiayin's neck in a single bite.

Just as Liang Mumu met Shi Yao's gaze, the usually soft and gentle eyes of Shi Yao flashed with a piercing chill at that exact moment.

She pulled back the blanket, ran over to the floor-to-ceiling window, and saw his figure vanish into the darkness like a nimble leopard, only then letting out a sigh of relief.

What do you mean by "it's alright"? Drinking a bottle a day like this could easily last at least two years starting now, couldn't it?

Han Jing had lowered his head. He didn't approach Shi Yao again, but stood in place for a moment before turning and walking away.

Zhao Yu was not aware that two pairs of gaze were watching all of this from a rooftop in the distance, before quickly vanishing into the wind and snow.

Her gaze fell upon Hua Jun's full head of white hair, knowing full well that staring so intently at someone's unique traits was impolite.

Although she hailed from Saman, thinking of her father living a precarious existence in Samarkand while her third older brother served as prime minister here, she unconsciously began to refer to "our Anxi" and "their Saman."

"Cut it out! Mom, let me tell you, Shi Xiaozi cooks exceptionally well! Come on, let's go. I'll keep you company!" Su Mi said as she pushed me toward the kitchen.

The fissures on the ground were growing wider and wider, and even the Radiant Hourglass itself was swallowed up by the gaping cracks.

To be honest, I felt a bit wistful at the time. After all, we were buddies who had played together for half a year, and parting still brought a touch of reluctance.

Yet in the end, Achilles and Agamemnon parted on bad terms, leaving Achilles with no choice but to hope Agamemnon would compromise, otherwise his own good days would likewise come to an end.

Zhou Chi remained somewhat uneasy, always feeling that Gu Feng harbored too many secrets and perhaps possessed hidden trump cards he had yet to unleash, which was why he repeatedly cautioned Zhou Budian.