Chapter 293: Update Later

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Chen Liu Xian and Li Chen, sitting beside him, also flickered a hint of surprise in their eyes as they looked at Du Gu Mingyue—unexpected, since they'd assumed she hadn't noticed the inn's problems, yet she'd been wary all along and had tricked it out at once; Budebushuo ， Hencongming.

Xu Lin being allowed to visit her father at the hospital had already filled her mother with deep relief and joy.

He pushed her away and headed toward his own palace; he was already furious, having gained nothing from His Majesty, and now even the Fifth Imperial Consort was criticizing him—he felt utterly powerless, and the feeling was truly unbearable.

She knew if she spoke now, the consequences would be catastrophic; the only outcome would be Xiao Chu sweeping his sleeve and walking away, and she had never imagined such a thing could happen to her again.

Linghu walked behind and patted Huo Jingran's shoulder: "You've made another girl suffer, even if she is the enemy." He shouldn't feel sympathy, yet he couldn't help but pity her.

Fang Hua's mind was a chaotic mess; she had tried every way to avoid it, yet here she was—this was not what she wanted. Coming to her senses, she struggled frantically.

Gu Zeyu stared at her back, still uneasy; he had just opened the car door to chase after her when a vehicle pulled up beside his feet.

Yin Yin burst out laughing; she hadn't expected him to be so humorous, and finally realized he had some distinctive traits.

Facing the fierce assault of the Liao forces, Ye Yan led the Hou Zhou troops in fierce resistance; at this critical moment, Lin Zongguan arrived with the troops from Yangzhou City—the garrisoned soldiers inside the city collectively marched out to set up camp, each side establishing their own positions and facing off in battle.

"You cannot go." Almost in unison, the three present individuals simultaneously blocked her action.

Yet on the pale-faced young man's sharply defined features now shone a gentle smile, as if he held no malice toward the white-clothed youth, and was not angered by the youth's rudeness.

Xie Dongya sidestepped swiftly, slipping past her and entering the restroom stall, crouching before the corpse of Xiao 'Hua' and studying it intently.

Fang Nuolan's strange illness clearly couldn't be cured by Fang Zilong; no wonder Fang Gulong looked so gloomy.

"As long as there's a home, an address, and money! Do you think I'll let him go?" Hu Dafa bared his teeth, revealing a sneer.

All she wanted now was to utterly erase Qin Ning, then force the Jade Emperor to leave Chang'e.

"Master, that's our Master!" Several disciples suddenly turned pale with terror.

Zhang Kexin had never believed this. She had always been convinced that, just as Ye Feng could sense jade within raw stones and discern the authenticity of antiques, he must possess some similar special ability regarding gambling—even if she didn't understand how.

"Though you killed the Thunderfire Lion, the three of us contributed the most; without us blocking its energy form, you wouldn't have slain it." The elder at the front's eyes gleamed sharply, his tone turning cold and dismissive, as if others were obligated to obey him.

Qin Feifei was sent abroad; most of her so-called friends from previous circles lost contact after that incident, so she spent her days cooped up at home, driving aimlessly around the city when bored.

In terms of swordplay alone, the Immortal Realm might not match the Hidden Realm—even a single disciple from Jing Feng Academy stood out exceptionally.

As Li Guyu applied medicine to Yu Hao, he clearly heard a sound; whether because of the medicine or not, Yu Hao's physical functions had declined significantly, yet he paid no attention to the noise Li Guyu had heard.

Brilliant violet lightning flared, illuminating the surrounding darkness; in that instant, Qi Xiu saw clearly what creature below possessed those tails—he paled slightly, nauseated by the sight, his stomach churning.

The clear sky darkened; the surrounding streets vanished in an instant, replaced by a vast wasteland—dry earth, withered grass, desolate and barren, with only the Yuwang Tower standing lonely amid it all.

Cold sweat streamed down her body; Li Guyu wiped it away with his hand and kept walking stubbornly toward home.

If it doesn't pass this time, wait seven or eight years—later, when it passes in the third or fourth batch, everyone's face will be saved.

Ji Ruomin was both embarrassed and helpless; she bit her lip and shot a silent glare at her younger sister.

Qi Xiu, seeing the three fools' reactions, didn't rush to eat his portion; he sighed helplessly.

Wu Xin knew that even if the Fengyue Valley people left the capital, they wouldn't go far; he didn't need to seek them out—they would come to him eventually.

The commanders of the 16th and 25th Regiments arrived one after another with their bodyguards, meeting Li Yunlong.

They could also use corresponding technology to concentrate a star's light into a single beam of terrifying energy density through reflection, refraction, and other simple methods.

Ordinary chips lasted only decades; Zhou Li's improved Jiuzhang computer chips had a lifespan of less than a thousand years.

Wen Su watched the departing siblings, deeply shaken—he realized he could no longer forbid them from going out.

Even such a formidable elder had paused before her in front of everyone, giving her the most beautiful feather; even Wen Yu the Immortal fell silent for a moment before instructing her to keep the phoenix feather safe.

Li Yunlong naturally refused—not only would he fight, he would march straight to Sakata Shin Zhe 's command post.

The Third Prince Qin Li, aged twenty-two, was born to his wife Zhao Meier; his maternal grandfather was the current Minister of Justice Zhao Qi; he had been stripped of his heir status and exiled to his fief.

Wu Yue lifted her fluttering eyelashes; Xie Wu Xing said nothing, gently cradling her hand in his palm to examine it closely—her slender fingers, like tender green shoots, faintly reddened.

Next, Zhou Liangnian, Xu Wuchuan, and Da Kui each fired a few shots, feeling the gun's power.

Gu Nanwan closed her eyes slightly, yet discovered her spiritual power surging violently—thick spiritual energy rushed through her meridians like a torrent, nourishing them; a golden bead spun ceaselessly in her spiritual sea, radiating a warm glow.