Volume 1, Chapter 67: The Male Lead Stops Acting Human and Wants to Keep Our Daughter Locked Up

How could this be? By all accounts, her cousin was not the type of person to make such a decision.

Wen Ling was also at her wits' end by now. They had been staying here for so long, and she had heard that those thrown into the grand prison on the other side had long been interrogated, with some released and others locked away. Why was it that they alone were delayed and refused release?

Recalling the scene when Ji Yu entered her room that day, a tight feeling gripped her heart, and she immediately bit her lower lip.

"Come with me to see my cousin."

The two left the room and followed the path toward Chen Qiyue's courtyard.

This residence was not particularly large. Although their courtyards were the farthest apart, they reached it after only a short walk.

Seeing the plaque hanging above the courtyard gate, Wen Ling breathed a sigh of relief. She had been worried about running into Ji Yu along the way...

How could this be? By all accounts, her cousin was not the type of person to make such a decision.

Wen Ling was also at her wits' end by now. They had been staying here for so long, and she had heard that those thrown into the grand prison on the other side had long been interrogated, with some released and others locked away. Why was it that they alone were delayed and refused release?

During this period, Prime Minister Ning had even secretly sent people to probe Yue Junzheng regarding his true intentions, but Yue Junzheng had made excuses to avoid meeting them, though he remained thoroughly courteous to the Prime Minister's men.

Ming Hanfeng stood in the center of the room, a vortex of spiritual energy forming around him, dispersing the scattered rubble.

The Grand Empress Dowager said coldly, "No, this must be a scheme of theirs. Come here..." She beckoned for Sangshen to step forward and whispered a few instructions.

Each naval fleet retained slightly over sixteen thousand men, bringing the total to one hundred and fifty thousand. The army's naval defense forces consisted of two fleets with five thousand men each, while the field army comprised eighteen garrisons, each reorganized to command two divisions and four brigades, with a full complement of twenty thousand men. The garrison forces were also partially reduced, dropping to two hundred and eighty thousand.

"The Demon King? What is the meaning of this?" Feng Zhuo was full of questions, and the rest wore identical expressions as they looked at Xiyi.

The man gently embraced her body, and that comforting sensation relaxed her entire being. Her refined and elegant face wore a gentle radiance as her gaze remained fixed, without a single blink, upon the exquisite profile of the man beside her.

Hearing this, a fleeting ripple of emotion crossed the depths of Yuntu's eyes. This feeling of being doted upon was truly wonderful! Yet... she must not indulge in it.

Having finished all this, he washed his hands and wiped the sweat from his brow, only then feeling a sense of inner peace. Looking at the large bed in the inner chamber and thinking of the corpse currently lying beneath it—a corpse he had killed himself—Huang Gaoxiang could not help but feel a strange sensation. He looked around ahead and behind to ensure nothing had been left behind, then opened the door and walked out.

Du Ming rapidly rallied his men and surged aggressively toward the imperial students. By this time, the Imperial Guards had already directly confronted the students storming the palace gates, though their objective was purely to dissuade rather than inflict injury.

"That's right, over by the restroom... that's where I was frightened out of my wits." Shen Qiliang finally regained his composure, shifting into an expression of lingering fear. The act had to go on; even if they were calm now, he refused to believe that these people could maintain their boldness once one bizarre event after another occurred.

Mu Ci was rendered somewhat speechless by her such straightforward words; not every man wished to live off a woman.

While analyzing the functions of the oversized complex circuit before her, a terrifying thought arose inexplicably in Molly's heart.

Perhaps from having watched too many portrayals of hell in television dramas, Li Ergou harbored an innate terror toward the legendary eighteen layers of hell, ox-headed and horse-faced guardians, Meng Po, and malevolent ghosts.

Song Shuyang moved his lips, wishing to retort, but could find no reason. He could only look at Jiang Li with an apologetic expression.

He gazed into the dark space where endless demonic soul shadows emerged, preparing to annihilate the Heavenly Master Sect in one fell swoop.

The reason Yi Lin was unfamiliar with this name was because although Li Chang歌 (Li Changge) would eventually belong to the [Order] faction in the future, her unique set of skills relegated her to a third-line role, keeping her away from the frontline battlefields resisting the [Calamity].

Seventeen years ago, in order to level the land, the village had flattened a slope on its western side, which directly caused Bailong Village's current layout of being exposed to ominous yin winds on three sides.

Prompted by Lu Yuan'an in this manner, Su Linwan truly could not find a way to refuse, so she had no choice but to nod.

Mufan's disgusting move during yesterday's martial arts duel had successfully awakened her terror within the ruins, causing her to vomit for an entire day.

On the day Lin Rui took Su Linwan away, Song Xinwen knew that a formidable rival of hers had completely vanished, and she had succeeded once again.