Chapter 36

Tuoba Tao rose and walked outside. Looking toward the direction of Pingcheng, he saw a brilliant radiance erupting; faintly, the roar of a dragon could be heard. The silhouette of a golden dragon writhed in the air before leaping downward and vanishing into the night sky.

"You—you are truly going too far!" Xiao Ruo'an stomped her foot in a fit of pique, then pushed Qin Chuyan aside and ran upstairs.

Laughter echoed once more throughout the Crown Prince’s mansion. In this era, snowball fights were likely a unique pastime exclusive to their circle.

In the video, Zhao Qiao'er’s expression was hideous. When speaking of her lover, she used such a dismissive tone, coldly comparing him to a dog—a stark contradiction to the public image she maintained.

Upon seeing that bottle of authentic Moutai, the eyes of the Iron Raven turned green! Liu Jianfei even noticed the creature beginning to tremble all over, long strands of saliva dripping continuously from its ugly, flat beak.

"You will take care of your mother yourself. I will hire the best lawyers for you to ensure you receive the lightest possible prison sentence," Qin Chuyan said coldly.

Lin Lang spoke these words out of the blue. As they left her lips, a tear of despair slid from the corner of her eye, and a mocking smile curled her lips.

Having been a servant her entire life, Sister Wu naturally knew how to conduct herself before her masters and dared not show the slightest negligence.

"You’re here from out of town to collect a debt, aren't you?" The security guard squinted and asked Lu Guang upon hearing them.

The great army departed Liangzhou and headed southwest. Within a day, they entered the territory of Tuyuhun, where they rendezvoused with the troops under Hou Junji, who had arrived earlier, and set up camp.

Long Sijue’s strength was still immense. She knew he hated her now, so she simply let him vent his fury.

It was another bitter battle. A struggle between man and "god" that lasted for over an hour, yet no victor was decided.

Lu Bai had clearly been asleep, yet even with his eyes closed, it was as if he could see; he suddenly reached out and grabbed her hand.

Mo Yishen’s return caused quite a stir in the high society of the capital. Several wealthy families that had been poised to make a move grew quiet once more, terrified of being caught in any compromising situation by him.

After Li Erlai entered and saw the scene, he felt a pang of heartache. Although he was shiftless and lacked any real talent, he had always maintained good relations with everyone.

Gu Yan sat beside her, reached out, grabbed a potato chip, and put it in her mouth, chewing with a crisp crunch.

Le Chuchu was driving in the right lane, while Stone was in the left. As long as everyone remained cautious, there shouldn't be any danger.

Ah Huan, however, was somewhat unhappy. Previously, at school, there were outsiders present, making some things difficult to say.

Even so, Ling Feng’s skills had cooldown times, so he still ended up being struck a few times.

Sadly, Hachiman noticed that Yukinoshita wasn't listening to his explanation at all; instead, she turned toward the restaurant in front of them and asked with a skeptical tone.

Truth be told, Yukinoshita had not expected Sakura to answer her in that way, and she felt a slight hint of surprise in her tone.

Jiang Nian had originally wanted to ask the man his name and where he was from, but seeing that he seemed to have fallen asleep, she decided to let it go.

The man in the corner had clearly been obscured, making it impossible to see his features, but she was all too familiar with the way he approached, slowly and with the menace of a demon.

After seeing the Su family off, Qiao Muqing returned to the living room, where three pairs of eyes instantly fixed upon him.

Having said that, she did not hesitate or linger this time, turning directly and walking back the way she came.

After putting the water on to boil, Shi Yixia thought for a moment, then walked over to the long crystal glass counter to pour a glass of red wine.

"I don't feel any difference in my body," Zhuang Yun said gently, emerging from his thoughts.

After the final barrier, a mechanism was activated that created an infinite circular loop, sending everything back to the first barrier.

"Go to the Third Prince and confess your guilt!" Gu Ying understood Jiu Xuan’s personality well. If she confessed, he might show mercy for the sake of their past ties, but if she denied it to the death, there would be no path left but execution.

The Emperor watched the rippling water, the unease in his heart slowly receding. It was as if he could feel his beating heart gradually encasing itself in a hard shell, ruthlessly sealing off all affection, warmth, and emotion, leaving behind only a throne built of blood and power.

The white fox she had held for eight thousand years, once so fluffy—how had it become like this?

Although Yuxin hadn't fared particularly well in recent years, the reputation he had built in his early days remained formidable. Soldiers across the world might not know the Emperor’s name, but they had certainly heard of the legendary General of the Cavalry, Yuxin. Serving under the General of the Cavalry was the dream of every soldier.

"Prince Ning, Zhu Quan, my seventeenth brother, a man of outstanding military merit who contributed greatly during the Jingnan Campaign. I hereby dispatch him to his fief in Nanchang, hoping he will garrison the region, alleviate my concerns, serve the country, and watch over the people." Zhu Di finished, speaking slowly, word by word.

She took another deep breath. The air seemed to hold a hint of clear sweetness—fragrant and very distinct. She felt her body grow warmer, her blood churning within her.

The spirit tree on her left gradually turned green, while the tree on her right began to shoot upward, with no sign of stopping.

Cui'er hurriedly turned to pour tea, but before she had taken a few steps, she felt a sudden pain at the back of her head. Darkness followed, and her body went limp as she collapsed to the floor.

After listening to Liu Bei’s grievances, Yuxin couldn't help but frown. People said Liu Bei was most skilled at winning hearts, and that was clearly true. He wasn't even poor enough to go hungry yet, and he was already putting on a show of misery and shedding tears.

"It has been half a year, and there has been almost no word from you in the mansion. I didn't dare to rashly summon you... You have grown thin, you have suffered." A helplessness showed in Yue Longcheng’s eyes, as if he were blaming himself.

A fantastical fairyland, wreathed in mist, with two human shapes constantly spinning in the air amid flashes of golden light. After a long while, the light vanished, and the two figures slowly descended.

Yi Fan did not even look, swinging his sword to cut them down. He held a disdainful attitude toward these Baiyue tribesmen left behind in Gaoliang County.

Upon hearing this, the calm on Hui Zhu’s face finally showed a crack. Her eyes glared with rage, her fists clenched tight, her chest heaving as she snarled, "Innocent? A fine word, 'innocent.' No matter how innocent they are, are they more innocent than my son? He is only two years old. He bumped into you, and you were completely unharmed, yet he suffered a head injury."