Volume 1, Chapter 52: Your Face is Going to Crack from Smiling So Hard

Next came the preparation for the wedding. After a few days of bustling activity, everything was finally ready two days before the grand ceremony.

"It's much the same as before, but already a lot better. Perhaps in three or four years, I'll be able to stand on my own feet again." The Marquis pinched his legs, the light in his eyes fierce like the roar of a beast king.

Long Qingbao said, "I refuse to sleep with him! I want to sleep with big sis!" With that, she hugged Liu Qingqing tightly by the leg.

Nobody expected that such a minor incident would spread throughout the entire Marquis's estate in just half a day.

Seizing the opportunity, Lin Yi threw a punch with his left hand, unleashing a shower of fiery meteors. Condensing numerous flame fists amidst the storm, he hurled them separately toward each and every Han Yuwei.

"It's nothing," Ma Yiming looked at Liu Qingqing with a smile. "I just wanted to look at you a little longer. I'll accompany you over." As he spoke, he couldn't stop coughing. It seemed that this recent relapse still had a heavy toll on his body; both of his cheeks had grown somewhat sunken. Though he was still very handsome, his complexion appeared somewhat sallow.

Even the intermittent roars of beasts rapidly faded away, and the entire mountain range seemed to plunge into a deathly stillness, falling silent in an instant.

For instance, back at the First Hospital of City H, preserving that specific section of the intestine for Peng Tengteng actually carried an immense risk.

Yet his voice was exceedingly low. Affected by the universe within the pot, it lingered between his lips and teeth, becoming almost imperceptible.

As the two collided, explosive sounds erupted continuously. All the short swords were shattered to pieces by the palm shadow, transforming into countless points of light.

"Bow to heaven and earth," someone called out from the side. Xiao Yan knelt down deeply and kowtowed heavily.

Just as Bai Bing was about to use touching her breasts as a trade, her bottom was smacked by Guo Lin. Wincing in pain and losing her breath, Bai Bing swallowed the rest of her words, casting a resentful, white-eyed glance at Guo Lin.

If he were to rashly run back to report the news like this, only two things could happen: either he would be wiped out along with everyone else the moment he finished reporting, or he would be butchered before he even managed to return to the nest! Therefore, when Sihuzi realized he could not escape, a much bolder plan began to take shape in his mind.

"I cannot wait for you. I am truly getting married, and Ji Qing is very good to me," Mengzhu said, not daring to look into his eyes.

As the night grew deeper, many guests, whether attached or unattached, began to take their leave. Seeing that everyone had enjoyed themselves to the fullest, Zhu Xiaoya brought the cocktail party to an end.

At that exact moment, the left side of the cabin tilted downward at a sharp angle, causing everyone in the aisle to nearly fall to the ground due to a loss of center of gravity. Although Zhou Leilei was also unsteady on her feet, her gun barrel remained aimed squarely at Ji Shengkai. Zhao Gan's expression shifted drastically as he hurried toward the cockpit.

Guo Lin stepped out of the room and saw Liu Quan Si leaning against the railing, waiting for him. "Young master, good morning." Liu Quan Si wore a smile, seemingly in a rather pleasant mood.

Song Duanwu was not an emperor—at least not yet—so since he had not yet seized the realm, he quite naturally chose the beauty instead. As this rascal hurriedly rushed out of the Shanghai railway station, the anxious, darting glances he cast all around betrayed the inner turmoil in his heart.

At the dining table, Team 115 and the Hanyang Team laughed and drank merrily together. Ling Yi had just advanced to Silver Two Stars, putting him on par with Wu Hanyang in strength, and the two teams unexpectedly formed a brotherhood alliance.

"Xiao Bin, what are you daydreaming about? The platoon leader is calling you," the squad leader suddenly kicked me and shouted.

Although this was likewise entirely unreasonable and full of glaring loopholes, it was the only way he could explain it.

Chen Ji merely kept Jin Yun's terrifying martial technique a secret, but otherwise told Xing Liyan almost everything else.

Ye Qingcheng nodded, finally figuring out the whole story. So these fellows actually needed something from him; otherwise, they wouldn't have made such a grand and noisy fuss.

In the afternoon, the sun leaned westward, and its rays were not particularly intense. The towering buildings stood askew like a dense forest, and the sunlight could only pierce through the gaps between them, appearing as if torn into numerous fragmented strips of light.

They fabricated it out of thin air, framed others, and then created a demonic target, initiating a war of "subduing demons and eliminating devils" that lasted tens of millions of years.

"I clearly saw him leave. How could he appear here? Could he be a ghost?" Xi Xixi felt as though she had seen a living ghost, having clearly witnessed him walking out of the villa earlier.

"Exactly, exactly! Although these 'Fire Origin Crystals' are a bit lacking in quality, they make up for it in sheer quantity. If issued to the younger disciples, they will undoubtedly play an immeasurable role in elevating the sect's overall strength!" someone added.

The ancient book grew increasingly yellowed, and even some of the originally pale patterns now exhibited a faint yellowish hue. Mo Li continued to stare fixedly at the ancient book without blinking.

Hearing Lao Xu's teasing and mocking remarks, even with Xu Yiming's thick skin, he couldn't help feeling somewhat awkward.

Hampered by the rules of the World Tree, coupled with the presence of the Mother of Turbid Calamity, Yuan was unable to descend in the advanced form of a "mythological creature."

Nanfeng beat her chest and stamped her feet in regret. It was all because she failed to set a good example, leading Xiaotong to follow in her footsteps. Yet, she managed to combine martial prowess and lying so perfectly that even if discovered, no one dared to expose her.

Leaving aside the fact that Zhou An was not killed by His Majesty, even if he had been killed by His Majesty, so what? How many people died in the imperial palace? If everyone demanded an explanation from His Majesty like him, would His Majesty ever have a single day of peace?

Chen Mu instantly perked up. An anomaly might not necessarily be tied to something fake, but something fake would definitely have an anomaly.

In fact, Xu Ben had heard everything happening outside quite clearly while inside the room. Letting this Fan'er speak was merely his way of probing the girl's situation.

Yet there was no alternative. The Dragon Kingdom directly declared war, plunging the Holy Kingdom—which had just welcomed the "divine miracle" of Stiustia—back into an existential crisis of national annihilation in the blink of an eye.

Following Xiyun's explanation, Liao Ji nodded, finally gaining a rough understanding of the situation in the Southern Territory.

Unfortunately, Brother Zhi was currently living the life of a prisoner in that agonizingly bitter cage. At this thought, Ling'er's eyes turned red.