Chapter 385: A Father

The sun spilled its final rays, yet the world did not fall into darkness because of it.

A bright moon hung high in the sky, and the entire city was brilliant with lights.

"Waa waa waa..." Watching Dou Dou was the first to let out a chaotic wail.

After all, Coconut City is the provincial capital of Qionghai; whether it is infrastructure or other facilities, Binhai cannot compare to it, though hotels are an exception.

Binhai's hotels can rank among the best in the country; after all, it is a tourist city. Other things may be lacking, but hotels—

"It's fine, it's fine. It's good to let her learn to cook with Bai Ruozhu; I'll have a treat in store for me in the future." Zhang Liliang burst into laughter.

Just as he was lost in thought, a procession suddenly appeared ahead. When Han Dongji saw that among the group were porters carrying an imperial palanquin, he immediately pulled Lin Ke aside to yield the main road, bowing and waiting for the group to pass.

However, it seems now that if time is allowed to drag on and these vermin are left to grow and strengthen, then unless his psychic talent can break through Morgoth's blockade or he can research some dragon-slaying apparatus, he simply cannot withstand these fire-breathing dragons with the current situation.

Song Qian looked at the dust-covered chair, which looked extremely dilapidated and even had a broken leg, feeling very conflicted.

The two looked at each other and smiled; even many years later, they still remembered the vow they made back then.

In his ears were Li Tan's stern reprimands. He was so annoyed; even his father had never managed him this much—don't do this, don't do that, dare or dare not, should or should not. How was he like that old, decrepit immortal Bai Jinghong who had lived for over thirty thousand years?

Lu Shan knew this as well as anyone. She sighed and promised perfunctorily, telling Kong Kong Yixian not to waste her effort.

Afterward, Chi Song went to see Jiang Li Jinglong and the others to express his gratitude, though when he saw Bai Bai Ruozhu, his gaze held a bit more scrutiny, causing a chill to appear in the eyes of Jiang Li Jinglong beside her.

Lin Ke had no choice but to lie, claiming that Consort Shang's mother wanted him to come and treat the Consort. There was no helping it; the Empress was not unaware of his kinship.

If that were the case, was Li Yuan's hand also crippled by her using sorcery? Otherwise, where would such a bizarre stray dog come from?

The originally thick and powerful limbs had been completely shattered under the ravages of the "Aurora Sword," and the body was tattered everywhere. One could vaguely see some internal organs spilling out from the hole in the abdomen, yet even with such severe injuries, this man was still hanging on by a single breath.

Empress Dowager Yan understood as soon as she heard; Yanbei was the Guangping area. The Xiang clan was an old military family of Yandu, and for generations, their children had been mid-level officers or higher in the Imperial Guard.

As a severely wounded person whose body was still incomplete and who couldn't even appear in reality, R'hllor had the confidence to make such wild claims.

He only looked at Zhu Ji of the Jinniu Company, that middle-aged man whose appearance was as ordinary as could be.

"It is indeed cruel, but compared to the suffering our three brothers endured, I actually feel it could be even crueler!" The second of the Three Sages of Black Moon Island also sneered.

Whether it was their massive size or the intense magical fluctuations they radiated, they were as conspicuous as lamps in the dark night, still clearly visible even as the night deepened... They were within reach, yet they would not cross this final distance to fly into range.

The moon was completely obscured by dark clouds, and the drafty wind weaving through the buildings was fierce... The midnight hour in Winterfell was dark and silent, with only the occasional patrol bringing a hint of life. Braving the snowflakes that stung their faces, the group walked nearly a hundred meters and arrived at their destination.

He would head straight to the Ten-Mile Great Marsh, then, hand up, blade down, hand up, blade down, killing for ten days or half a month, until the blood-qi soared to the heavens and the rivers flowed backward.

After more than a decade, Stannis finally had to experience the taste of gnawing on this hard bone himself.

"That? Somewhere with a restaurant, I'm hungry." Bai Qi did not understand the meaning of the Daoist priest Duanhun. ===== CHAPTER 386 =====