Chapter 302: 292. Machine Core Tunnel

292. Machine Core Tunnel

"Xiao Mo?" Falina responded.

Her voice made Li Ang certain that the person who had arrived was indeed his friend of many years, Duncan Morales, even though he had already released his magic perception to conduct a truly useful method of identification.

"Let's go first," Morales said.

Li Ang felt a curtain of shadow shroud him; this was Xiao Mo's shadow manipulation ability, and it was far more powerful than before. This feeling was like being covered by a veil, looking at the original...

There were not many people as powerful as Qin Yu who could hold on for some time and occasionally remain clear-headed.

The corner of his mouth twitched, and his forehead was a bit dark! Damn it, with you looking like this, how am I supposed to tease you in the future?

A slender waist, tied with a purple brocade belt. Her white attire made her skin, which could be broken by a blow, appear even fairer. Her face was unadorned with powder, yet fresh and moving.

Early morning, at the summit of Wanxiang Mountain, the martial arts plaza echoed with melodious bell tolls, one after another, spreading for dozens of miles.

With bean-sized tears mixed with a sorrowful heart, she slowly got out of bed, silently put on her clothes, tidied her hair, dragged her sore body, and turned back to gaze at Qin Yin for a long time.

Firmly locked by Pan Xiao's sword Qi, Ye Han knew that any explanation at this moment was superfluous, so he just gave the other party a calm smile.

It was just that the smile was too difficult, too forced, and could not hide the pain of the soul-devouring and bone-locking poison he was suffering from.

"Do you have anything else?" Yang Qianxi asked, unable to help herself as she watched them not leaving.

Coming on the very first day and breaking through from the first floor to the eighteenth floor in one breath—this was something that hadn't happened in the outer courtyard of the Near Saint Academy for a very, very long time.

"By the way, Zijun, you must attend this year's New Year's Eve banquet," the grandmother said sternly. The so-called New Year's Eve banquet was a banquet held by the Emperor in the palace on the night before New Year's Eve, which all high-ranking officials and nobles were required to attend with their families, and Qidie had always claimed illness in previous years, so she had been absent every year.

Their eyes met, but both sides harbored their own thoughts, the moments between them feeling as if years had passed. It wasn't until a deep, soft murmur from Nanny Gao that their secret contest was interrupted.

Mo Qirou made a cheering gesture to Yan Mumu, who was walking up the stairs, and Yan Mumu replied with lip-reading: "Yes."

"What are you saying, Auntie? Her Highness is a person of the Buddha, so naturally, she cannot participate in the mundane affairs of the inner palace. Furthermore, although there were many chaotic matters before, fortunately, Qingshuang has received the mercy of the heavens and was lucky enough to turn danger into safety; I imagine it is because Her Highness prayed to the Buddha for Qingshuang," Qingshuang replied with a magnanimous smile.

"Of course I know. He is known to everyone in our Qi Kingdom." When Qidie said this, her tone unconsciously revealed pride.

Qingshuang had already accomplished her mission on this trip, so naturally, she did not want to linger, and after bowing gracefully to the Empress, she turned and strode out.

Linghuai—at the corners of those lips, there was a smile, like a residual flower about to wither, lightly adorned.

"It's too late to ask me to stop now." Watching her alluring red lips, his own lips gradually drew closer.

Three breaths of time were indeed not enough to teleport all the disciples back, but it was more than enough to teleport the few elders over. Although those yin corpses were difficult to deal with, with these elders present, there was no problem in resolving them.

Ye Yuan glanced at the paper package in her hand, his brows furrowed, clearly somewhat unhappy, but he still took it.

"It seems you're really fine. Hmph, I'm ignoring you." Chu Wanqing took the salt and pulled Mio out the door; she had to participate in the preparation of dinner to leave a good impression on Mia and Angus.

However, that glare from Abo was enough to make her terrified. Da Xiu began to calculate that she had set a difficult problem for Abo, and she didn't know how it would end! The only way now was to overcome hardness with softness.

Sizhen and Sun Yanling led the officials in Guilin City to appease the people in various ways, raising grain and silver for relief, but the result was hearing that refugees were pouring in. After all, in times of hunger and cold, a place that could provide a bowl of thin porridge for disaster relief was, to those refugees, a place to survive. ===== CHAPTER 303 =====