Chapter 640: Both Clumsy and Playful

Bang—! Bang—!

Clang—! Clang—!

In front of the Emperor's traveling palace in the county seat of Chenliu, Bianzhou, firecrackers shook the sky and gongs and drums blared.

Today is the auspicious day when the Emperor's traveling palace officially becomes the Chenliu Prince's residence. Many locals have gathered to watch, and it is said that later a banquet will be set up outside the palace gates, where people can eat and drink for free.

The newly ennobled Prince of Chenliu, Li Qi, watched two servants climb the ladder, bearing a plaque that read "Chenliu Prince's Residence".

Meilin suddenly lifted his head, stared at the principal's face, and the two stared at each other for over a minute, after which Meilin looked away.

Mu Junran was somewhat unable to guess what his fourth younger brother, whom he had been protecting for so many years, actually intended to do.

Seeing the other party unwilling to elaborate, Zhao Shixun stopped asking. He bent down, helped the unconscious He Zhentong to his feet, and gave a quick check of his injuries.

First, because in the final war of those years he never appeared in the primordial world, and the surviving Tianhe navy from that final war has, to this day, never returned to the Heavenly Court.

Qin Wan thought for a moment and remained silent. What Tuo Ba Wu said was not impossible, but unfortunately when she sent Tuo Ba Hong back, she couldn't immediately examine the wound on his back, so she couldn't compare it right away.

These three ostensibly highest-ranking beings were expressionless at this moment, watching the chaotic quarrel below.

"Even if you're confident, you still have to rely on Brother Snake!" Bai Li Nuyun turned around and shouted, looking like an ant on a hot pan. As she spoke, she slapped both hands against the stone wall.

When San Yue Xue passed by, she pulled the item from her bosom, flipped it onto the table and looked: inside was a piece of wood. Yet the wood bore finely and clearly carved patterns, and a sword shape was engraved, exactly the sword she had drawn.

A disciple was astonished, this was something remarkable. No wonder he was a closed-door disciple of the old palace master of True Wine; indeed, it was intriguing. While they were discussing this, Tang Lichuan suddenly seized the opportunity and launched a move. The move was the True Wine‑taught "Autumn Goose Parting"! But it was only form without substance, and only half a technique.

The situation in the Northern Wilderness was rather special, because the former lord of Northern Wilderness City, Qiu Punk, had already died, so messages could no longer be sent by the city lord.

For these seven months, she tried every method to flee abroad, but he relentlessly stopped her.

She knew the anger in my heart, and understood that unless I were truly driven to a certain limit, I would never do such a thing, so she didn't try to reason with me; she just kept gripping my fist tightly, trying to help me relax.

"Curious, who exactly are you?" Mu Yicheng tilted his head and whispered into Li Luosheng's ear, his warm breath spraying over her fair, slender neck.

The stick struck her abdomen repeatedly; Gao Jiannian thought, no matter how many children she has, being hit like this would probably cause a miscarriage.

Now, the surrounding classmates' view of Lin Nan gradually changed; they looked at Lin Nan with a wondrous gaze, for to them Lin Nan now seemed like a miraculous being.

In her previous life she was the sniper of the team; every mission she tried to hide in places the enemy couldn't detect. She had long been accustomed to lurking in the shadows, observing others, and now being scrutinized so openly made her rather uncomfortable.

Si Qianai indeed felt her throat dry, her voice beginning to hoarse, and in one breath she drank half a cup of water.

Bai Fang's troops were top‑class, attacking from both front and rear, but they were stalled by the assaults of the front‑line Ma Boss and the rear‑line Ya Erge, making progress slow. No one besides Tuo Ba Shiruo could break through the two's iron‑wall-like offense.

"Let's go over there and have a look." Si Qianai lowered her head, masking the ripples his presence stirred in her heart.

"We are police! Someone died here; we suspect murder!" To the outside world, Liu Shengqiang constantly claimed they were police, after all the Special Operations Division was a secret department.

"I'd like you to return and select a trustworthy group, preparing to take part in the upcoming experiment," said Sa Wen.

"Creak—creak—creak…" Li Qiang's powerful bow kept emitting a tingling sound that made teeth numb. Ten thousand jin, twenty thousand jin, thirty thousand jin… Li Qiang kept increasing his force, and after pulling sixty thousand jin the bowstring finally stretched to a full moon.

Before arriving, Cui Shenshi had already warned him that the Iron Leopard Dragon Ascendant was not easy to handle; at the time his mind was indifferent, but now he realized the Iron Leopard Dragon Ascendant truly was hard to defeat.

The first time she returned to the capital on holiday, Zheng Baozhu spent a fortune to obtain one, and later she saw it on Grandmother Zheng's body.

The Chicago team attacked; Teder held the ball, and facing his counterpart Li Qiang, he hesitated not at all and passed to the black teammate beside him. The black teammate made a quick move, easily breaking Solomon's defense, but was blocked inside by Basiba, and his forced jump shot missed.

"Did you really tell me everything?" Long Sheng said coldly, his hand gripping a dagger poised to turn.

But when he saw the expressions in He Deming's and Huo Xuetong's eyes, he understood Quan Shengnan's words, which resonated deeply with the two of them.

His whole body jolted again; could Long Sheng be trying to seize the chance to kill him, making Ye Tasha Liwa the future heir of the Rosde family?

"Don't speak, and don't move, or I'll deal with you immediately!" Lin Xiaolei warned.

With the Ice Cold Pearl, once they find another Fire Cloud Pearl, their prince will be able to suppress the ghost qi on his body.

At the gate of the Court Marshal's Office, many people held the imperial edict; the clerk impatiently selected people to send in, finding the task truly boring. He was yawning when a chubby household servant suddenly appeared before him.

"I—I'm surnamed Ye," Ye Li originally wanted to thank Yi Han by name, but the words that left her mouth were her own, known only to herself, a hesitation too private for outsiders.

Qin Yang's swagger rose; Guan Wenwan, still scowling, ran to the boudoir, plopped onto the concubine's couch, stretched out comfortably, lifted her feet, and said with a satisfied grin, "Nice and soft."

The raven also turned its head toward her; a silver tassel was tied around its neck, contrasting with its glossy black feathers, making it stand out vividly.

Once the mood settled, she realized she had been impulsive. When did she become so delicate, that at the slightest trouble she instantly thought of him? It seemed that seeing him would set everything right.

Many financial reports follow the same pattern throughout the year: first they report oil prices dropping below a certain threshold, then they discuss how this affects the New York stock market, followed by expert commentary.

Prime Minister Yin's final words were devoured by the ghostly entities, and together with the emperor's body, they were all extinguished in the sea of blood.