Chapter 60

Shen Yu did not answer him and kept moving forward without looking back. Seeing this, Mu Yuan had no choice but to follow. Now there were only the two of them left, and if they were to split up again, they would probably die without even knowing how it happened.

Because they had just logged into the game, the chat channel could only receive the latest messages, which were popping up one after another. Clearly, their mid-laner, Syndra, had been cursing continuously for quite a long time before this.

Today, the defensive forces of the Mechanism City also looked much stronger than before, with Mohist disciples patrolling everywhere.

This cultivation manual even claimed that having rain in one's heart allows for rapid progress. Wang Jin had no idea whom to ask for guidance on what "having rain in one's heart" meant. When he asked Eleven, Eleven also wore a blank expression; he had not reached that state yet and could not achieve the level of having objects integrated into his heart, so he did not know how to explain it to Wang Jin.

Being of the Spirit Beast clan, he possessed a wolf's intuition, making him much more sensitive to the wails produced by the refining of demonic beast bones than anyone else present.

Chen Bo suddenly realized that although Black and White Impermanence could indeed be considered iconic figures of the Underworld, it did not mean they were high-ranking officials of the Underworld; strictly speaking, they were still just two ghosts.

The recent intimacy obviously had not yet faded from her face. On her blushing, pretty face lingered a trace of shyness and a touch of happiness, and her clear, limpid eyes were filled with profound love.

Wang Miao'er wanted to say something, but ultimately decided against it; otherwise, things would definitely become even more troublesome.

Clearly, using such a rare artifact as the eye of the formation back then could indeed suppress those grievances, while also preventing excessive release of the grievance energy, thereby keeping the Holy City from turning into a ghost city.

On the fifth day of the month, a sunny and bright day, finally ushered in the grand wedding of Wuchen, the modest and refined prime minister of Dongming.

Because at this moment, she felt that the man before her, who was several years her senior, was unexpectedly so... adorable.

"If only I could be of some help to her..." Tian Kui muttered, and the others all nodded. Storm had always helped them and helped Gathering Stars, which was why Gathering Stars had attained the number one position today. Now Storm clearly had something on their mind, and they wished they could contribute as well.

"Replying to the Madam, this maid is Hongxue." Hongxue raised her head and smiled at Yan Shuangfei. Yan Shuangfei was startled once more, not expecting this maid to dare meet her gaze and display such an innocent smile. Thinking of this, Yan Shuangfei developed a slight fondness for her.

"If that day comes, just take her away." Lingyun glanced at Lingxiao. If that day came when he would ultimately hurt her completely, then let her leave this damned palace.

"If you put it that way, then it should be I who owe you; the injured one shouldn't be you." As he spoke, he removed her shoes and gently massaged her feet with both hands. If he didn't treat her in time, her ankle would likely swell terribly, let alone hoping to get out of bed and walk in the next few days.

Then a sound of "woo-woo..." was heard. A horn blast piercing straight into the clouds came from afar, and two huge arched gates suddenly appeared in the void. From within the colossal arched gate belonging to the Demon race, thick black smoke billowed forth.

Blue Mo returned to the bedside, smiled craftily, and patted Qiu Jie's face: "Considering how cooperative you were today, this young lady will let you off for now!" With that, she prepared to leave under the cover of night.

On second thought, what did this have to do with me anyway? The friend I made was Zhou Cong. I believe I shouldn't have misjudged the person.

"May I ask your surname, sir?" Hu Xixi looked at the empty space where her beloved car had been parked just moments before. However, the car had full coverage, so if it was stolen, it was stolen—it provided just the excuse she needed to let the hero drive her home.

Actually, what he had in mind was to let the father and son meet again. No matter what the issue was, wouldn't it be better once everything was spoken of openly face-to-face?

"Why don't I remember anything? And who am I?" Ye Wanhau closed her eyes and shook her head, trying to recall something, but everything was in futile.

His tone naturally carried a hint of contempt. In his heart, Sun Ermin and his wife were nothing special to begin with.

The sound of withered bones being crushed underfoot echoed from time to time, and the air was filled with the decaying smell of piled-up fallen leaves and animal carcasses. Mo Jingluan and the others waved the weapons in their hands to clear away the tangled branches.

Ye Tianjian and Helian Qing each supported one of Ye Wanhau's arms, helping her up. The spirit bead drifted in front of Ye Wanhau and flickered twice. Ye Wanhau smiled, reached out, and let the spirit bead land in her palm, saying, "Don't worry, I'm fine. Please continue leading the way for us!" Having said that, the spirit bead drifted back in front of the group to guide them forward.

Wasn't Tan Yiqiao a businessman? How did he wind up entangled in non-simple commercial matters at every turn, seemingly involving the national level? This man was probably far more than just a businessman!

Daimei Maki crept over to the door, took a peek, and made sure Takagi Yusuke had walked far away before plopping down onto the chair beside Sakai Izumi with a teasing smile.

Sometimes being in a very excited state is not necessarily a good thing, at least it is of no help to sleep at all. Thus, when Takagi Yusuke, who had finally managed to fall asleep at past 3 AM, crawled out of bed, it was already past 10 AM.

"If possible, Brother Xiang should also advise His Emperor Majesty. Rekindling the flames of war will surely bring endless disasters and cause too many casualties among ordinary people; it is not a blessing for our Chu State." Zhang Yifan expressed the thoughts in his heart.

"Third Brother Zhao, why don't you demobilize and come work for me? You can watch over my venue or something!" Yang Shizhuo looked earnestly at Zhao Yang.

Ye Chen's pupils constricted, his entire body radiating sword intent as he transformed into a giant sword and charged toward Baifeng. Baifeng sneered, opening his mouth to spew a terrifying radiance, while endless white feathers continuously launched forth in tandem.

Yet Your Chen later found out that the Third Prince's scheme was not for Your Chen's benefit, but rather that he had a backup plan. He suspected there were traitors within the Eastern Palace and intended to use this pretext to create chaos there, luring the traitors out into the open so they could be captured.

Yao Qianqian looked at Yao Bin's bewildered expression; when did her brother become so melancholic?

"Young Master Yao!" Nuannuan could no longer hold back, actively opening her arms and lunging toward Yao Bin, only to be heavily shoved to the ground the next second, sending stars spinning before her eyes.

"You don't need to flatter me. Alas, do our human best and leave the rest to fate!" Long Tujizhi's expression grew gloomy and heavy-hearted. He urged his camel to speed up its pace and said no more.