Chapter 587: Strolling the Celestial Street Again Among the Bones of Nobles

Inside the Zichen Hall of Da Ming Palace, Li Chang looked at the empty great hall, and only Cheng Yuanzhen was by his side.

His heart, on the contrary, was unusually calm.

The eunuchs and palace maids who usually served were all nowhere to be seen.

Da Ming Palace is huge; the Crane‑Control Army, already a force of several hundred, rushed inside. However, unfamiliar with the terrain, they were still searching everywhere for Li Chang's whereabouts.

The Imperial Guard soldiers on duty were confronting them, but it was obvious

Feng Jun knew that this great aunt was a schemer who dug camps and stole caves; after agreeing to her once, he regarded others as mud bricks, endlessly ordering them.

Just after breaking through, Liu Wuchen's divine‑soul power had not been contained, which Gao Lingfeng noticed; however, if Gao Lingfeng knew that Liu Wuchen had already broken through a second time in such a short span, he didn't know what to think.

A shivering Daoist, dressed in a blue Daoist robe, with white eyebrows and gray hair, his face aged, sat cross‑legged on the bed, practicing the breathing technique.

"Exactly! What if a thief stabs us with a knife! How can we trade our precious lives for a rag‑tag kid's wallet! Isn't that making a joke of life!" Another girl, speaking to the young man with a gentle face, said the words through clenched teeth.

Ji Lingsheng looked at her with deep meaning in his eyes, and began to understand a few of her abilities that allowed her to run a massive brothel without ever being taken advantage of; he let out a hearty laugh, brushed it off, and said that he would die before speaking of the shame of seeking a marriage alliance and hitting a wall.

I just won't leave; if she forces me out, I'll tarnish her restaurant's reputation, so no one will apply, and see whether she's in a hurry.

Normally, Liu Wuchen would have already seized the opponent, but his power has surged lately, so he doesn't mind saying a few more words.

He didn't know, because he had never heard the sound of Hua Man Lou's footsteps on the stairs. Not that he hadn't seen Hua Man Lou go up and down, but they always moved together, chatting merrily, and never paid attention to the sound of Hua Man Lou's steps.

After work in the evening, Qiao Qiao had originally agreed to dine together, but Lu Yinxi went on duty, so she was free at night. She asked Xia Shiguang whether she could arrange a meeting with Gu Chen.

"Kuir, how shall we fight? If we fight here, will we gain the experience you mentioned?" Xierwanasi asked.

"Yun Mu, you're on the brink of death; do you have anything else to say? If you kneel and beg me now, I might still return a life to you." Chen Dalang said arrogantly.

Song Min didn't know what to say; he just felt aggrieved and sent a pouty emoji.

"You, leave now, and quickly inform the blood elves to tell Prince Kuir!" Saluo Ruyin ordered the nearby Tu La; at this moment they could only seek help from the blood elves.

I was only allowed to move the burning incense lamp in front of its "invitation" for five or six minutes; after a strange change, I finally saw the invitation's color begin to fade in the red smoke, and a white "funeral sticker" appeared before me.

Ren Yunsheng shook his head and fell silent again. Shi Wanqi, also clever, saw that he remained silent and made no urging, simply stood up quietly and inspected the facilities. If the aberration had truly lingered here, it would inevitably have left other clues.

Ren Yunsheng let out a fierce roar; the blue light suddenly turned into a mix of blue and white, then white swallowed the blue, and the whole fist was enveloped in a dazzling white glow.

It's not discrimination; You's ability is just a bit too overpowered, especially since Mo Xiao inherited the peak‑era You's ability, which Mo Xiao cannot control; who knows how strong peak‑era You was, but at worst it's at the God‑King level.

However, this ability's limitations are relatively large; no matter how strong it is, it cannot create a world.

Si Feng hadn't woken up yet when Grandma Jin and Li Ling'er, pale‑faced, came in crying to report.