Chapter 690: who cares

Inside the Zichen Hall of the Bianliang Imperial Palace, the atmosphere was solemn yet faintly tinged with languor. Some officials were disheveled, some rested with eyes closed, and others clearly had their souls wandering the heavens—their minds long gone to who knows where.

The new emperor Li Tang sat on the dragon throne, feeling as though the seat beneath him were covered in steel needles, making him thoroughly uncomfortable, yet not daring to leave.

"Minister Yan, I would like to ask, when will Commander Fang come to the palace?" Li Tang looked at Yan Zhuang and asked, his tone carrying a

Yi Ning opened that piece of white paper and saw—it was actually her own deed of servitude. Back in Joseon, when Li Zong gave Yi Ning to Li Mu, he had included the deed of servitude as well. She never expected that Li Mu had kept it to this day, nor why he would suddenly choose this moment to return the deed to her.

Cao Chong's room was not large, but it was surrounded by guards. He was not a man afraid of death, but an exceedingly cautious one. If his elder brothers ever had the chance to see the formation of over a hundred guards surrounding this room, they would surely understand what kind of person this fourth brother was.

Yu Changqing paid no mind to Li Mu's less-than-pleased tone. He somewhat sheepishly patted Li Mu on the shoulder, then led Li Mu and Leng Qingcheng toward Golden Dawn Peak, while the remaining Golden Jade Sect disciples dispersed on their own.

Li Haoran paid this no attention at all. His Great Destruction Hand continued to grab toward Ye Qinghan, while simultaneously pale blue ice swords condensed one after another at his side, then shot toward Ye Qinghan in succession.

The secondary divine sense stood in its current location, feeling a wave of daze. Just moments ago it had been in a dim and gloomy void; now, suddenly appearing in this place of blooming flowers left it somewhat bewildered.

Figure after figure rose from the Human Origin Realm, converging toward those two enormous fireballs.

The roar was so shrill and piercing that it nearly tore through the sky, forcing everyone to circulate their energy to resist it—otherwise, it would not have been as simple as merely deafening them; their ears would have been ruined outright.

Having used Fengming before, she knew that without a doubt, this was certainly a divine sword comparable to the Fengming Sword.

Gu Beichen's gaze became deep and fathomless. He gazed intently at Jian Mo, his heart growing somewhat bitter.

Bao Chun had already lifted one foot, but upon hearing those two words, she used every ounce of strength she had to force that foot back down, forcibly maintaining a calm expression on her face—even though the astonishment in her heart was churning like a stormy sea.

Pushing open the car door, Ali was immediately drawn to the bizarre scene before her eyes. Above, dark clouds were densely packed, and endless wind and snow swirled ceaselessly. Yet now she could only hear the endless howling, without a single snowflake or gust of cold wind landing on her.

By the end, Zheng Wu's voice suddenly pitched high—all the anger in his heart seemed to pour out with that one shout, leaving him feeling much relieved.

Wherever the Northern Surveillance Office's blade pointed, whether it be the Azure Dragon Society or Wang Kun's assassins, all could only die.

Jian Xingdao suddenly grew excited, a wild notion springing to mind—since this ability could extract objects from within photographs, could he use it to enlarge his parents' photo and bring them back to reality?

When the Rand World officially opened, the territory's central plaza would automatically become the adventurers' login point. A few days ago, when Bal and his group went out to level up, they obtained a level-20 Wild Boar Cave dungeon token, so this time they built it along with everything else.

The solo dungeon of Essence of Fire truly tested players' adaptability. Monsters emerged each time from inexplicable places—overhead, underground, anywhere was possible.

"What, are you saying you intend to take my life for the sake of all living beings under heaven?" The corners of Mo's mouth lifted slightly, carrying a trace of mockery directed at no one in particular.

They say when you're down on your luck, even drinking cold water gets stuck in your teeth—and sure enough, upon reaching the restroom, it was luxurious all right, but there were only three stalls, and all were occupied.

Co-Administrator of the Privy Council Su Changjin led five hundred cavalry to Juzhou in Guangxi, intending to purge the Qian Prince's faction from the Western Army. At that time, Lin'an had not yet seen major battle, and even though the Western Army generals knew Su Changjin had come to kill, none dared to rebel.

Before Cheng Ran could stop her, Qin Xizhen rolled up her sleeves and grabbed the seam of his trouser leg. On her two arms, white as lotus roots, the blue veins beneath her fair skin were nearly visible.

It was not that Terenas had never considered joining the Alliance, but his great-power mentality kept gnawing at him. Lordaeron's pride as number one under heaven made him unable to swallow his pride and join the Alliance as an ordinary member state.

If she had not been so confident as to believe nothing unmanageable would happen at the birthday banquet, how would she have ended up lying here?

The sect master ran his hand across the tabletop, and from the smooth wooden surface rose a steaming bowl of noodles and a pair of plain wooden chopsticks.

"What exactly is going on?" The man looked at Du Sha, his eyes filled with disbelief. Though he had just heard Qing Feng speak of this matter, Qing Feng was not the one who had experienced it, and what he knew was limited.

Finally finished with all of this, she now had the energy to start planning the days ahead. Given Yuan Che's condition, he was not fit to be moved; it would be best to recover in this mountain cave—after all, it was a place that could shelter from wind and rain.

However, it was only good for a single strike, gone once used, and along with it, the giant beast aura contained within the scales vanished as well.

Kang Peng was in a daze, as if in a dream. After all this time, it turned out the princesses of the Han Dynasty were this beautiful. Had he known, why would he have made excuses—he should have gotten them all into bed first. Though Jia Xu had once reminded Kang Peng of the consequences of marrying a princess, at this moment Kang Peng had already tossed his words beyond the ninth cloud.

She had known early on that between herself and Sangqiu Zirui there existed an extremely complex entanglement—she simply never expected that her past life would have had such an involvement with him.

Nangong Douling stood with hands behind her back, calmly regarding the generals before her, an imperious smile lingering at the corners of her mouth.

After Lu Jiayao took Chen Haonan and the others from Chang Mao's hands, he brought them back to Hong Kong City to get to work.

Liu Zhimin suddenly thought of this… then shook her head. That was still far off—the internet has no memory.

She recalled how three years ago, it was this very man, wearing that same look of having everything under control, who said he wanted Su Ruo—and truly took Su Ruo away.