Chapter 68: The Empress

For a time, it seemed as if all advertisements had been monopolized by herbal vegetables, their presence visible everywhere.

"Pū!" The whip lashed toward her; though Chen Xi blocked it with his sword, the whip twisted and sliced through Chen Xi's sleeve, revealing the force behind that single strike.

If Su Qing hadn't gotten in the car with him that day, but Lei Zhen had, wouldn't he have had to do that thing with Lei Zhen instead?

After ordering a bowl of vegetarian noodles, ten jin of plain cakes, ten jin of braised meat, and a gourd of wine, he walked straight up to the third floor to wait. Only after ascending did he realize the vast floor held only three people seated.

As alchemy activated, Wang Xing's corpse carbonized, then decomposed, finally turning into a pile of soil—leaving behind a white, oily sphere.

As the spirit spoke, its serpentine body leapt again from the water, lunging toward Gao Tieshan.

As he screamed in agony, Xiao Hu let out a long breath and smiled gratefully at Qin Meng, who had emitted the white light.

Su He, having spent so long with this man, knew every one of his expressions; he couldn't help thinking Ji Yunchen looked rather cute right now.

As soon as Xu Ren won, someone leapt onto the Wind and Cloud Platform to begin a new challenge. Not only did Xu Ren face a new opponent, but Shen Tengyun did too.

Sun Yingxiong and Hu Shun also shook their heads with bitter smiles—not because of the ghost's appearance, but because Lin Yu's strength had deeply shocked them.

Qiao Chu thought he was quite reasonable, but the next second, the man rolled her up, blanket and all.

Thinking of this, Yun Xuan's anger gradually faded, and at the same time, his view of Yao Ye rose another level.

Chang Chang Guanyan's words sounded devoid of emotion, but upon closer thought, they were full of traps. Chang Chang Guanrui had certainly witnessed Chang Chang Guanyan's prowess before, but Chang Chang Guanyan was never usually so overt—this sudden strike made Chang Chang Guanrui's previously faintly aching cheek throb even more.

The Three Fat Ones was going mad; he knew me well—once I made up my mind, no one could change it. Still, he hoped I'd listen to everyone's advice.

Tang Luo's expression turned cold; his right foot shot out like lightning, striking Li Jian's abdomen with brutal force.

After his men left, Qiao Chu got out of bed, too lazy to even put on her shoes, searching the ward for the phone she wanted—but couldn't find it.

The door of the middle car opened, and a man in his forties, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, stepped out.

Between a pampered man and a battle-hardened one, a single glance was enough to pin him to the floor. The man felt he'd lost all dignity—especially since his car kept obeying the rules, driving back and forth, while his wife and son inside never once stepped out.

Zhou Yi nodded; he could see that Tang Luo's gaze at Han Yuxuan was unlike his gaze at anyone else—his eyes carried a hint of indulgence.

Song You sighed, placed his medical bag on the nearby table, took out an IV bottle and other supplies, and patiently hung the drip for Wen Yang.

Damn it, you really shouldn't get too happy—you thought Wan Qiu Tian was dead and you could rightfully become the lord, but this bastard left you such a mess. Wan Liehuo felt bitter, yet had no recourse; he himself had been one of the initiators of the original action, so who could he blame?

The bedroom's air conditioner was on, yet no coolness reached her; Jian Rui sat on the edge of the bed, watching her sleeping son, a happy smile spreading across her face.

Upon hearing the Emperor's arrangement, those present who understood knew his intent—Emperor Li Longji was trying to appease everyone.

I had promised Tao Wanbai I'd visit the hospital less often, but Jian Rui couldn't bear staying home any longer, so she asked Li Shu to take her there.

Mo Ran nodded; staying any longer was pointless. The matter of Luoxia Sect was too suspicious—she needed to return and sort things out.

Walking through this door, past another white cloth screen, Yan Tianyou immediately saw the Tang Emperor Li Longji, whom he'd seen only recently.

His investigation into Yin He had already confirmed Yin He's intention to withdraw; their conversation the other day further convinced him of Yin He's heartlessness.

Just as the big V was about to reveal the key content, his account was deleted and banned—before the eyes of millions.

Su Jinxi saw they had safely exited the valley, with no one chasing behind, and let out a long breath.

I forced myself to calm down again, shining light along the edge seam of the stone door, and discovered its design was unique—not opening from the sides, but with two support rods at the top.

And who exactly was the owner of Tianxiang Pavilion? How could he possibly summon Master Zheng—and have Master Zheng stand by his side?

Everyone snapped back to attention; though still fearful, they gritted their teeth and followed Su Jinxi's orders to save their lives.

Luo An returned home—he'd originally refused to step back into the Su household, but upon hearing news of Su Moli's disappearance, he rushed over immediately.

As for the other purpose, Zhou Yi had surely anticipated Ye Chen's search for those reincarnated souls, which was why he passed on to him the secret technique of Zhou Tian Evolution—this technique would make finding them easier.

Unconsciously, Lin Shuang raised her hand to her chest, puzzled—she didn't know why, but whenever she heard the name Wu Qing, her heart always pounded "thump-thump" without end.

Across this grassland, stretching as far as the eye could see, there were at least hundreds of plump herbivores of various kinds.

Looking at Ye Chen, his mouth was already stuffed full, efficiently clearing away the delicious dishes on the table.

Early that morning, Old Chen had gone out to practice Tai Chi in the park and returned by ten-thirty. He strolled home, only to spot a familiar black sedan outside his door—the license plate confirmed it was Tu Gang's car.

Tian Zhen and Chi Ming, like Li Qiang, had been teleported here too, but they hadn't changed their nature—they teamed up to attack Diyu Yuan Lin, and both were teleported to another continent: the Forbidden Circle Continent.

I did say that, but how long ago was that? I'd just mentioned it offhand—I never took it seriously.

The other immortals were left gaping—artifacts they valued highly, but spiritual beasts? They'd completely overlooked them.

"I'm sorry for causing you and Mom trouble," Ji Lingfei said, gripping her hands tightly, head bowed.

Nian Yujiang gave Jiang Yufei a few instructions over the phone; Jiang Yufei nodded happily, murmured a few replies, then hung up.