Ninety-One. I Didn't (Two-in-One)

The wheels rattled on. The Empress Dowager did not answer at once. She rose expressionlessly, lowered the lifted gauze curtain with her own hands, and, before letting it fall, cast a glance out the window.

Everyone who had come tonight, whether princes or imperial consorts, had by now safely boarded their carriages and set off in haste for the capital.

It was, after all, a tomb to begin with; let alone after what had happened, no one was willing to linger here any longer.

The demon cultivators strewn across the ground could not be faked; if they were fox demons of Qingqiu...

“If it works, then use it more often in the future.” When he finished, he planted a hard kiss on Ji Nanyan’s palm.

Before anyone could make sense of it, there came a crisp clang, and the Flame Blade actually snapped in two and fell to the ground.

But that was what happened when the new leader arrived; now the new leader was nowhere to be seen, and no one knew how matters would unfold.

After that, Gu An waited every day for the contact, but the other party never came, and no one knew why.

Elsewhere, Zhou Qiao was full after a single bowl of rice, while Zhou Da, enjoying the rare freedom to eat meat to his heart’s content, found that even a bowl of rice and a steamed bun were not enough; he went back for another bowl, finished every last drop of the vegetable broth, and only then, satisfied, wiped his mouth and set down his chopsticks.

A month earlier, Li Chen had custom-ordered the most high-end login device online, something like a pair of glasses with an unmistakably high-tech feel. As long as he put them on and chose to log in, his consciousness could be directly linked into the game, and every move he made, every fleeting thought he had within it, would be fully controlled by his mind.

Seeing Nangong Aotian brimming with confidence, how would Han Xuner and the other Nascent Souls dare voice any objection? After reporting the island’s situation in detail, they led him to the finest fifth-rank dwelling on the island.

In front of the family’s Nascent Soul cultivators, he handed his grandfather Han Li the heavily wounded Sea Ape he had captured, a shapeshifter that had remained in a deep sleep.

All they saw was her tapping the thin man’s chest twice, then extending a leg behind him, and the skinny man toppled forward with a thud.

If that punch landed cleanly, this man in black would likely follow in the footsteps of his two brothers.

Miss Yue blinked and said, “Don’t worry. I bear no ill will. I only want to make a few more friends in the martial world.” She was telling the truth. For some reason, after parting from him at the horse market just now, she had been unable to let it go and had followed after him almost unconsciously, wanting to find out what sort of man he was.

A heavenly spiritual root, an ownerless root, could take on any fleshly form, and this body, born and nurtured by heaven and earth, could cultivate any technique.

Zhang Ye was led into the stone chamber and drank a cup of tea. Though he struggled to keep himself awake, he still could not help falling into a deep sleep.

“Your Highness, I...” Le Yu lay flat, gasping for breath, tears streaming from the corners of his eyes down his cheeks.

As they pressed deeper in, the water on the ground rose to their knees, and movement began to grow difficult.

The invading demon race was defeated by the ancient sages; the main force of the invaders was annihilated, and only a few small fry survived by luck.

Everyone cupped their fists toward Wang Ping’an. Faintly, they had come to regard Wang Ping’an as the highest commander here, not merely a ten-year-old boy, because the boy had brought them too many miracles.

Wang Tao was a square-faced youth, clearly not very old, yet already sporting quite a beard. Ye Xuan looked ordinary enough, but a pair of phoenix eyes made a lasting impression.

In his view, even if he had nothing at all, so long as he possessed these superb medical skills, he would have everything.

Teng Pu let out a breath of relief. At last, she felt curious about the person before her. By any measure, she was a stunning beauty, yet he had not been moved in the least. She remembered clearly that after inhaling that fragrance, she had plainly lost control of herself. For him to endure it... Her heart rippled, and a faint stirring of affection arose.

The pills tossed into the wooden box had already taken shape and were rolling around inside with a rumble; each one was still radiating a deep black sheen, clearly no ordinary thing.