Chapter 231

After hearing Shen Siyuan's story, Ruan Hongzhuang asked curiously, "So, what was his wish?"

"He asked me to plant three trees beside the Zhuxi River near his home, and also to deliver some letters for him," Shen Siyuan said.

"I understand delivering letters, but what's the point of planting three trees?" Ruan Hongzhuang asked, intrigued.

"I'm not sure, but it must have some special meaning," Shen Siyuan said.

The two

This spiritual sense belonged to Ying Kaixiao, a mid-stage peak Sovereign of the Heavenly King Palace, who had been observing outside the Immortal-Demon Sect since Lü Gang arrived.

Samiel shrugged, unconcerned by Nozdormu's expression, and slowly repeated his speculation.

Of course, compared to Prince Jin's special treatment of Li Su, the three men's treatment was naturally far inferior—this… there was no helping it; Prince Jin and Lord Li had an extraordinary bond. When Prince Jin was still a naive youth, they had shared life-and-death experiences in Jinyang—a bond no one could replace.

"Does it sound increasingly familiar? That's right—it's the Zhentian Lei you've been dreaming of, Your Highness. Still hoping to get its formula?" Li Su smiled slyly.

"Whether it works or not, try it and see. It's perfectly normal for Waiguo to request rice seeds from our Great Tang. If you say a few kind words to Miss Wu, perhaps she'll agree…" Li Su smiled mysteriously.

The black Mercedes, in terms of price and status, was far superior to the several Audis they had driven.

Yet now, before his eyes, these companions were ignoring these warnings from supervisors and objective facts, enthusiastically enacting scenarios that had only ever appeared in science fiction.

Although he had fought Ye Yiming a few times in the past, they had only met a handful of times and were hardly familiar. Soon after Ye Yiming vanished, rumors began spreading that Ye Yiming had fled in fear of battle.

Li Xuelian roared in fury, and the demonic shadows around her all roared as they surged toward Li Yunfei.

The doctor, after observing Tang Zeng for a long time with intermittent pauses, finally spoke in a calm tone.

The giant vat leading the attack was directly shattered by the combined assault, its armor broken and the vessel flung away.

When speaking of using an excuse, the First Lady's eyes locked onto Xiao Wanrong as if she were the one who had ordered it.

The three men nodded vigorously at these words—whose turn it would be to bully whom was still uncertain; now that they were all prisoners, who would dare bully them? They were lucky if the others didn't bully them.

She and Xu Zhuang had been married for over two years and still had no child—not because Xiao Wanrong couldn't conceive, but because they hadn't planned to have one.

Cai Yu couldn't explain the matter either, and she was too lazy to try, so she passed this hot potato to Hua Tuo.

Liang Siqi snapped back to attention, pushed aside those thoughts and Cheng Jia's words, and silently fixed her gaze on Xiao Ru'an.

They had painstakingly dug a pit, hoping to trap Guo Jia—but Guo Jia dismantled it in a flash.

From the start of his cultivation, Li Gang understood why the Soul Chapter required a certain threshold of spiritual strength: without sufficient strength, one could not control spiritual energy—just as a boat cannot float in water that's too shallow.

Zan Rong did not know Cao Bao had already planned rebellion; he came forward to welcome him. Cao Bao stayed for wine. After three rounds of drinking, Cao Bao suddenly threw his cup as a signal—outside the tent, swordsmen and axe-wielders surged in and hacked Zan Rong to pieces.

At the time, the Crown Prince of Prince Xuan had urged him relentlessly; when his father found out, he nearly beat him to death—he still remembered his father's words: "If you've had enough of your comfortable life and want to end up like Prince Yu's mansion, then go ahead."