Chapter 179: Breaking Through the Empress's Final Line of Defense

The Empress’s face felt a little hot.

Every time she heard Chen Mo call her "baby," her heartbeat would skip a beat.

She pressed both hands against Chen Mo’s chest and said in a hurried tone, "Let go of this palace first..."

"I won't."

Not only did Chen Mo not let go, but he hugged her even tighter.

With both hands wrapped around her soft waist, their bodies were pressed together; even through the palace gown, he could feel the delicacy of her skin, as light as a cloud, yet with a kind of honeyed sweetness.

"Alright, that’s enough! Dinner is served! Everyone, let’s eat first." For Xue Lian'er, staying in the imperial palace was fine, aside from not being able to see her family whenever she wanted; besides, having Lian Shan there could be considered a comfort.

As it turned out, this suddenly expanding tornado was too overbearing, and countless demons were instantly shredded into it.

However, this thing called Murphy's Law was a bit mysterious; the audience listened, completely bewildered, with big question marks popping up over their heads. Some who knew of Murphy's Law were also a bit confused in their hearts.

This was a high-end entertainment club with very high prices; she originally didn't agree to come here, but He Jiandong said birthdays only happen once a year, and it was fine to be extravagant occasionally.

This unease stemmed from Qin Mo's changes; although she couldn't tell what was wrong, the way he asked made her realize that he was very concerned about her blindness in his heart.

The two corpses fell to the ground abruptly; clearly, because their necks had been bitten through, they were unable to make any sound... Only a long trail of blood remained on the floor of the morgue, and after a while, nothing was left.

"I haven't even looked at what's in this package yet!" Guoguo was unwilling to give up, but in the end, she still walked out according to Qiao Muchen's instructions.

When they saw a burly man dressed in black fighting with an actor dressed in Miao ethnic attire, they couldn't help but feel a sense of confusion in their hearts.

"I can't educate you properly anymore; I'm going to send you to a juvenile detention center!" Guoguo said with the radiance of a saint, her expression full of righteous indignation.

But what else could be done? The Spring Dao Soldier was Song Mingting's summon; others could use guardian gods, Dao soldiers, spirit pets, and puppets in duels, so why couldn't Song Mingting?

Jiang Nan nodded, tracing back forty years; calculating it, that should have been before the Reform and Opening-up, when China was still in a state of poverty and blankness. Moreover, with class struggle, many people kept things hidden and unexpressed.

"Let's go, don't keep Lun waiting, or she'll throw a tantrum again!" Nangong Boyi said gently, taking the lead toward the RV in the distance.

"Gaodeng has already died by my hand; you are about the same, Sect Leader Hu," Li Yihang said calmly.

"I didn't come to find you today for the sake of the Azure Wrath; I want to take a Light Wing Mark from you," Amy said.

Those "backbone" members of the family, listening to Shimura Yo's words, one after another refused to accept it; although Shimura Ryoma was the catalyst for this matter, he was nothing more than a puppet. If they could obtain the cultivation methods for Tornado Rain Strike and Samadhi True Fire, they could sacrifice Shimura Ryoma at any time.

Hearing Ye Zi mention black gold, the few idlers chatting nearby suddenly quieted down; they turned their heads in unison to look at Ye Zi.

One could see the two of them moving back and forth in the drizzle, kicking up mud and water from the ground; Li Yihang was young and strong with exquisite moves, while Lu Li was experienced with a more profound internal energy. The two sides fought to a draw, making it hard to tell who was better.

Although he was already the master of the Hundred Poisons Sect, Heaven and Earth Sect, and East Peak Sect, his control over these three major sects was primarily to find the Heavenly Wolf Martial Saint, Penglai Martial Saint, and Mount Everest Martial Saint.

Poor Jichuan Fulang had just surfaced, and before he could even see the surrounding environment, he was ruthlessly stepped on by his senior brother, shattering his skull, breaking his cervical spine, and ending his life.

Even if this possibility was only one in a thousand or one in ten thousand, as long as a shred of possibility existed, he had no way to calm his heart and make a decision.