Volume One, Chapter 55: Will Mo Lingxuan Still Want You?

Lin Qingwan gazed steadily at the man before her, asking the question she had longed to utter across both lifetimes.

Being blind had its advantages; had she been able to see the man's expression, she surely would never have been able to ask this question no matter what.

Not to mention that even her guarded expression was exceptionally charming, making him want to pull her into his arms and thoroughly ruffle her up. Ji Qing thought thoughtfully, and without giving her a chance to react, he reached out and embraced her directly.

The moment he heard these words, a trace of foreboding welled up in Sun Bing's heart. With a single thought, he directly stimulated the Chaos Green Lotus.

Following closely behind were several servants carrying a whole roasted sheep that was still steaming. Du Shaoqing sniffed his nose, thinking to himself that this big cat was living quite well indeed—an entire roasted sheep; he would probably have his fill this time.

Facing this kind of people, under normal circumstances, whenever Sun Bing encountered them, he could completely obliterate them with a single sword strike. Although their numbers were much larger now, making it somewhat troublesome, they were instead met with an even more terrifying attack.

"Without Your Majesty presiding and giving consent, who would dare to say they are going to tear down Chang'an City? If Imperial Son-in-law Du hadn't been waving Your Majesty's banner, he could never have pulled this off," Old Gao flattered ingratiatingly.

"Are you waiting for me?" Cheng Xiao was somewhat moved, looking at him and feeling he was not quite so hateful after all.

Cultivating the Three Talents Golden Pill was relatively easy, but the subsequent Six Harmonies Golden Pill would be much more difficult, and the cultivation resources consumed would increase exponentially. Only by successfully cultivating the Six Harmonies Golden Pill could one condense the third nascent soul.

What her adoptive father gave her was also the ring she had used back then to force Wei Jingcun into marrying her.

Hearing this, the First Emperor was rather helpless; this was clearly a lack of trust in him. Even though the First Emperor wanted to get angry, he felt quite powerless. First giving you a sweet date to eat, and then slapping you across the face, leaving you between a smile and a tear.

Coupled with those who sprained their ankles, fell into the water, or knocked out their front teeth... In short, behind all the merriment lay the Empress constantly cleaning up the mess. Fortunately, the Empress Dowager had also sent people to assist; otherwise, there was no telling what chaos might have ensued.

At this moment, his mood was extremely complex. He had originally wanted to kill Li Dingguo right then and there to avenge Yunying, Zhou Rouchang, and the tens of thousands of Jiangchuan commoners.

The ball rolled slowly past the slow-to-react goalkeeper, struck the right goalpost, and bounced out! The referee suddenly blew his whistle, and the linesman raised his flag, ruling that Jiang Yu-ning had been in an offside position and interfered with the goalkeeper first.

On October 6th, this match, highly anticipated by domestic fans, was finally about to kick off at the Shaanxi Provincial Sports Center.

Yanran stared fixedly at a strand of hair on Chen Qi's body, then sniffed the scent emanating from him, feeling extremely astonished.

With such formidable strength, not to mention dominating the Three Realms, he could at least reign supreme over a region and be considered an ancestor of demons.

Both of them appeared openly within the sight of ordinary people, simultaneously releasing intense mental fluctuations that were evenly matched. The two surges of fluctuations collided with each other, forming an invisible storm that tore through spatial fissures one after another.

Lan Yize reluctantly released her lips, wanting to get up, and rummaged through the wardrobe for clothes to change into himself.

Han Yun could not help shaking his head. This Jue seemed to revert entirely to that icy demeanor whenever she faced anyone other than himself.

"I don't want to hear grand principles. Either you tell the truth, or you say nothing at all!" Wesley was hard-hearted and unwilling to listen to so much nonsense from her. In his view, this was a very simple matter.

Gu Fei's example was vivid in her mind, lingering day and night in her dreams. She feared the repetition of past events, she feared being unable to control everything, and she feared that in the end, her elder sister would be killed.