Volume 1, Chapter 47: This Marquis Has Come to See a Vicious Femme Fatale

Early in the morning, after Ji Sijun left, he sent someone to wait for Yan Qing. As he had promised, she was finally able to leave that courtyard today.

Zeng Rou shouted, running out from the dense fog ahead and throwing herself straight into Dongfang Huoyan's arms. Behind her followed Dongfang Miao and a dozen Snow Clan members dressed in black night-walking clothes.

Because of his departure, she had packed her schedule full for the day and had not yet returned to the villa.

Following the assassination attempt on the Prince of Anle and the death of the Ninth Prince, the guards around the Prince of Anle's estate had increased significantly. They were all imperial bodyguards sent by the Emperor, which showed how much importance the Emperor attached to the Prince of Anle. Or perhaps it could be called surveillance?

The attacks from the censors were merely the first wave, considered nothing more than an appetizer, whereas Liu Donghai's memorial on the twenty-first day of the first lunar month was the main course.

He did not see that after he left, Feng Moxi gently emerged from the shadows, gazing at his retreating figure with hesitation, as if she had more to say. After a long moment, Feng Moxi finally turned and left, utilizing her lightness cultivation.

Bloodthirsty China walked over to Proud China. He looked almost identical to his appearance in the game, except that in real life he appeared much sturdier. He wore a deep blue suit, making him look very much like a bodyguard, and indeed, this young man who had studied martial arts at the Shaolin Temple for a few years was truly Proud China's bodyguard.

Han Sheng had stayed in the stronghold all this time, so he was aware of any changes that occurred there. However, since Liang Ming and Chang Guidong still held official duties as yamen runners, they had only been granted leave to return to the Divine Camp Stronghold yesterday.

Now, old man Ah Feng's family was somewhat grateful that they had not meddled in those affairs back then; otherwise, there was no telling what their situation would be like today.

With that, she turned and left without looking back, a subtle smile curving the corner of her lips. Love? If it was with him, perhaps it wasn't so terrifying after all.

"This... Is this even human? To be able to grow this strong to such a degree." Copper Hammer stood with his mouth wide open, completely shocked by Baer's battle results. The two brief clashes just now had delivered too many shocks to the dwarf; both Baer's destructive power and defensive strength demonstrated an inhuman standard.

"..." Wang Shishi was speechless and simply lowered her head to eat the food in her bowl. If she spoke any further, she feared the old matriarch might utter some even more embarrassing words, something she simply could not endure.

As for Demon Hunter and To-ta and the others, they were initially excited, but immediately afterward, the expressions on their faces turned gloomy.

Not only Old Wang and Wanke, but the others as well—even Southwest at this moment—couldn't help but drop their jaws. He hadn't expected that money could be earned so easily in China. If he were to buy three apartments now and sell them in two years, wouldn't his net worth exceed a hundred million?

Yet, the most vicious stab is often delivered not by the enemy you recognize, but by the person you hold in your heart to be the most harmless.

But now, under the scorching heat of this eerie black flame, this powerful armor actually emitted a series of mournful wails before finally melting completely into a puddle of liquid.

"However, no matter what kind of wind and rain comes, you are always able to calm it in the end, aren't you?" Kurumi Tokisaki, standing beside him, chuckled softly and reached out to wrap her arm around his.

Hearing this, Copper Hammer, who had no idea what an astrologer was, remained listless and expressionless.

Chen Jing suddenly plunged the Sword of Wind in her hand straight into the ground, and a terrifying storm, centered around her body, continuously expanded outward toward the arena platform.

Now, things had taken a turn for the worse: the Emperor and Li Shishi had no interaction at all, but rather he himself had been snared. Having witnessed Li Shishi's beauty with his own eyes, Zhao Gou finally understood what it meant to be a lotus emerging from clear water, and finally comprehended a beauty that could topple cities and states, rivaling ancient beauties like Xi Shi.

What if ten thousand nuclear explosion pods worked together and certain particles resonated? Boom! In the span of a casual conversation, this satellite would be reduced to cosmic dust.

Lin Tai's primordial spirit had perished, leaving behind only a trace of spiritual consciousness! If there were no energy supply to sustain it, his physical body would gradually decay until his life ended and his soul vanished.

When the company considers introducing outside forces, it must take their operational style into account—especially whether the other party agrees with Taobao's current strategy. This is a matter that cannot be ignored.

The distance between the two battlefields was only a few thousand kilometers. The speed of electronic signal transmission meant there was virtually no delay. The Nether Demon warriors on this side immediately sent out signals of surrender and withdrew from the combat zone. As long as this side agreed, they would shut down their engines and wait to be disarmed.

At dawn, Zheng Ming woke up the caravan leader, trading the wine from his gourd to fill seven water bags in exchange for food security along the way for the healer, the fan-holding youth, and Ah Zhong, as well as an escort for the three of them to their destination.

Unlike Li Ru, no matter how much Han Long had fallen out of favor, he was still the Prince of Fuling State, and furthermore, his noble benefactor.

Absorbing the power of others to achieve oneself—the evil nature of such a cultivation technique can well be imagined. Once exposed, it would definitely be denounced by all.

Not only were there Han Chinese who had lived here for generations, but he could also relocate his matrilineal relatives. Zhu Houdiao even promised to grant the Prince of Xiang two thousand guards and allow the sale of weaponry produced from the imperial estates.

"Since your injuries are healed, stop being lazy. Today I will let you rest for one more day. Since you are Senior Brother Qin's child, tomorrow the old man will impart to you the cultivation methods of Langya Mountain and teach you the Ziwu sword techniques." Outside the door, Wu Hedao's voice echoed.

He could use the corpses of Golden Core realm demonic beasts to set up a cultivation secret realm. This secret realm could be constructed in multiple layers, with each layer possessing a different level of power. The lowest layer would only leak a tiny fraction of power while binding the greater power to the higher layers, thus making the difficulty of the secret realm increase layer by layer—and of course, the auxiliary effect on a cultivator's training would also improve tier by tier.

This was the first time she had heard of such a format. Usually, meetings between two countries took place in very formal settings. For one to turn directly into a family banquet either meant their relationship with the Northern Miao State was exceptionally good, or the Northern Miao State's power was overly formidable, necessitating appeasement and alliance.

Zhou Botong reached out and struck a blow at the "Ziyang Acupoint" on the back of his heart, causing the Dharma King's legs to grow weak as he slowly sat down.

He had originally thought this matter should have been completely resolved long ago, but now this wave of phone calls was demanding reinforcements, which was enough to show what kind of situation was unfolding over there.