Volume 1, Chapter 22: Lu Li

Cha Cha was momentarily stunned. This uncle was amazing—he actually had so many things hidden on him.

Pei Xingyi felt a burning gaze that made his smile stiffen.

"..."

Looking down at the little ball of energy with shining eyes, he asked, "Little one, what are you looking at?"

Cha Cha circled around Pei Xingyi, scrutinizing him from head to toe, occasionally touching his chin where there was nothing at all.

Where on earth had he pulled all those things from?

"Am I... now some kind of supernatural being?" Zhou Fan looked at his own hands in fear, touching his face, finding it hard to believe.

After Zhu Houzhao appointed Gao Deting as a royal guard, he told him that a new guard team would be formed in the palace, because Zhu Houzhao did not want to openly admit that he wanted to learn martial arts.

"Thank you." Yin Yu’s face darkened as she saw her still shamelessly clinging to Jiang Tao’s arm, showing no sign of letting go. Her gaze turned sharply to her own husband, filled with murderous intent.

Zhu Long looked down and saw the Emperor Slayer’s Eight Blades covered in indented palm prints. It smiled coldly, gripped the blades, and with a sudden shake, all the dents vanished as if the previous scene had been an illusion.

"Thank you." Yin Yu’s face turned even more sullen upon seeing her shamelessly cling to Jiang Tao’s arm, refusing to let go. Her eyes were filled with murderous intent as they darted towards her husband.

The sword mark and those few slashes of sword energy usually showed no abnormalities, but whenever his consciousness drifted into a daze, these sword marks and sword energy would awaken him.

Based on this mindset, it was impossible to recreate the current alliance again. That would only return them to the original unsolvable predicament.

No one knew what they were thinking, but the ordinary people who watched everything had only one phrase to express their feelings.

Darkness enveloped the area, swallowing everything except for a three-zhang radius around the large cocoon.

Elder Wan Bingkun sat gloomily in the main seat, while Elder Ma Sanfeng beside him remained silent. The atmosphere in the great hall was oppressive. Yet, the Fifth Elder in a crimson robe looked somewhat bored.

I don’t know how the words of the Wheel King were conveyed, but there did seem to be something miraculous about it.

Since they contacted me, there must be a reason. We first need to understand the origin.

It seems necessary to learn a couple of counter techniques. Being trapped by Li Mengqi all the time, I feel like my neck will snap sooner or later.

"Thank you, Your Majesty. We will not fail your trust." After receiving the prize from Yuan Zheng, Lin Chufeng immediately knelt down to express his gratitude, and everyone joined in unison.

After being struck by the forces from Free City, the Black Obsidian City’s people were completely overwhelmed; their entire formation was scattered.

"Heh heh heh," Ye Chaoying laughed happily. She had expected a horse race, and thought Tang Ding, so skilled and precise, would be extremely rigid and cold. Unexpectedly, his words were witty and charming.

"Young Master Gu, I will surely discipline these two brats carefully in the future. If there’s a next time, you won’t need to intervene—I will handle them myself." When He Bianfeng saw Wang Qian’s displeased expression, he immediately promised. As soon as he finished speaking, He Li and others firmly vowed the same.

"The smell of blood." Mi Yaoyao wanted to check the position of Wild Tianqi but was met with the scent of blood. Mi Zhiyang was also shocked and leaned over. Mi Yaoyao peered through the gaps in the bushes.

"No, I was just outside looking for something like a wedding ring to give you," I told Su Yan with a smile.

"Dogs should stay in their kennels." Xi Mi had a poor impression of him and didn’t want to talk much, especially since she had to hurry back to the palace to prepare.