Chapter 138

Zhen Mo Si.

In the courtyard, Ling Yishan lay on a rocking chair, swaying a palm-leaf fan, his slightly dim eyes glancing at the moon-white figure beside him.

There, Ling Ningzhi squatted on the ground, knees hugged to her chest; before her, a copper kettle sat atop a brazier, its lid trembling with a "puff-puff" sound, yet she seemed oblivious, her gaze hollow and unfocused.

"Girl, it's boiling."

"Huh? Who got crippled?"

"..."

Ling Ningzhi turned.

When Zhu Ganglie and the Demon Wolf reappeared in Jiang Yan's field of vision, Jiang Yan's aura once again enveloped these two strange beings.

Moreover, his alcohol tolerance seemed to have improved—he had never once returned home drunk and vomiting.

When he woke at dusk, the fever had indeed broken; until the next morning, his spirit remained excellent and his body noticeably lighter.

He has now assumed office; the Crown Prince knew of the past feuds between the Yongning Marquis House and Li Chenghao, and did not hide this matter from him.

After speaking, Ji Meiru gave Shen Zhou a phone number, when at that moment, a foreigner with a high nose bridge, blue eyes, and dressed in a white chef's coat emerged from the kitchen, waving from afar to Ji Meiru.

"Was the Prince of Liang killed accidentally by his own third son?" The Emperor's gaze settled on Xu Ding, heavy with pressure.

Qin Jiang couldn't be bothered with Bai Lu, letting her stew in her own thoughts—after all, he was the one in charge of the Black Dragon system.

Lin Yunzi's words denied the marriage proposal between Liu Xinyao and the two families, and subtly accused both sides of speaking nonsense.

She did not wish to use expensive or rare ingredients—first, they were hard to find; second, they cost too much silver.

She had thought that after all that had happened, even if the two families hadn't torn their relationship apart, they would no longer have any contact privately.

The Guardians Alliance members, upon seeing the old man, hurried forward, speaking all at once.

The Ironclad Tyrannosaur slammed its feet hard against the ground, and instantly, all nearby shards of rock floated before it; then, under the Tyrannosaur's control, the stones shot toward Nidoryno and Nidona.

After discussing with others, I finally understood why this array cannot be easily broken—because a great magician sealed his magic power inside this wand.

Ella watched as wrinkles formed on her hands around the teacup, yet they were very clean. When she began combing her hair with a bony, multi-toothed comb, she noticed her fingers brushing through her hair produced a rustling sound.

The security guard frowned, scanning Luo Yifan from head to toe—wearing a faded shirt, cheap printed shorts, and slippers; he looked nothing like a wealthy man. What was a jewelry store doing? Buying? Or robbing?

But this time, he did not attack those ghostly illusions; instead, he targeted the nearest crystal skull.

Yet though the Xiongnu Emperor had launched repeated campaigns against the Western Han, Empress Lü treated them with great courtesy.

The sudden group encountered was small—only a hundred or so—yet against five hundred fully armed elite troops, they were nearly annihilated in a single battle. The mission had seemed easy; why were they out wandering at the third watch? What was the general thinking?

Previously, Xue Bugui had threatened Lin Dong with the bloodline of the Zhongxing Empire's Xue family to make him spare him, but Lin Dong didn't even hesitate—he killed Xue Bugui outright.

Lin Dong understood perfectly well that these people sought the treasures of the Evil Moon Tomb for other relics, and dared not even dream of the supreme treasure—the Evil Moon Pearl.

"You must understand—it's not that I'm good at persuading people, but that Mother dotes on me terribly; she can't bear to see me suffer even a little injustice. People are different—you can't judge everything by the same standard. Well, be more careful from now on. At least that way, you'll cause less trouble." He saw her timid expression and felt a pang of pity.