Chapter 575: Leyou Plain

The warmth in the carriage soon permeated the youth's body. He finished his tea, and his chest warmed up as well. The kitten leaped up and curled up beside the stove.

"It took me about a short quarter-hour from the start to the end. Everyone who saw my face is dead, and the Lingxuan was also washed away with Chi Fire," Pei Ye said. "However, there are many miraculous methods in this world, and it's hard to say what means others might use to find me. I can leave the city and the capital today; if you have any instructions, you may tell me."

Xu Chuo glanced at him: "In the middle of winter,"

"Good! I, by my Dao Heart..." Xun Yi's words were only halfway through when he faintly heard a sound of chanting, now here, now gone. Before he could react, Sijia's anxious voice had already sounded in his ear.

As the one negotiating cooperation with Wei Ye, Li Jiesheng had now changed his attire into that of a Daoist priest. He wore only a Zhuangzi cap on his head and carried a cloth bag over his shoulder; he looked neither like a Daoist nor a merchant, appearing extremely awkward.

The Shixin Fern's True Qi seemed to sense something, slowly landing on the tip of Xun Yi's nose. Its faintly flickering light seemed to express its melancholy.

She waved her hand, and a bottle of Spirit-Gathering Pills fell into his hand. The cultivator was both surprised and delighted, saying: "Many thanks, Senior!" Having obtained this bottle of spirit pills, he actually didn't go out to sea to watch the excitement anymore, but instead turned back to return and enter seclusion for cultivation.

On the analysis map of the Great East Asian situation in the fifth year of Guanghe projected by the bamboo-slip-style terminal in front of him, Wei Ye's finger drew circles back and forth from Luoyang to Liangzhou. The complex connections from inside to outside looked like a tangled mess, and looking at it, countless tangled, headless coils appeared before Wei Ye's eyes.

Before even walking up close, one could hear Yu Hongxiu's somewhat rapid breathing and soft cries of pain. Just as she happened to walk near, Yu Hongxiu's cries rose by a notch.

Qin Wan avoided Consort Zheng Huafei. After all, she was one of the four consorts; logically, Qin Wan could not accept such a grand salute from Consort Zheng Huafei. Even if she held power over the entire world, necessary respect still had to be given; one could not simply disregard others. Therefore, Qin Wan slowly squatted down and personally helped Consort Zheng Huafei up.

Because of the victory in the Hexi War, he was enfeoffed as the Duke of Wu, reaching the pinnacle of glory, yet he also lost four sons.

Such a force lurking in the heart of the King-Saving Army—if they were to rebel, the consequences would be simply unimaginable.

If he were truly afraid, he could indeed go back to seek the King's protection. Let's assume the King is a true knight who keeps his oath to protect him, a descendant of a loyal subject, but what if the King himself cannot withstand the foreign enemy?

"Hmph." A cold, aged snort sounded from nowhere, and the light of the lamp began to sway wildly.

However, although Emperor Shi Tian appeared to be working hard on building the flying castle, in reality, his main energy was focused on the massive construction within the Rivers and Mountains Social Space.

"Then with my current strength, can I really activate it? Don't let it end up being all for nothing! The second heavenly thunder is about to descend; if the Sword Yuan power in my body is consumed so unrestrainedly, what will I have to resist the Heavenly Tribulation?" Haotian's face was gloomy, and his brows were furrowed into the shape of a "chuan" character.

In any case, after subsequent calculations by Emperor Shi Tian and the others, they believed that the strength of the plane's crystal wall had been strengthened by at least more than 10 times by this Great Ritual of Heaven.

"What the hell are you doing? You've already entered here, what are you still acting pure for!" the prison guard gritted his teeth and cursed angrily.

That's right, Second Sister Luan was transformed from this dead egg. Don't say I'm lying; in this world where all things can become spirits, can't a dead egg become a spirit?

Whether out of respect or to avoid trouble, Martin gave up on taking away this legendary divine war hammer.

However, the water quality of this artificial river was still very clear and clean, even maintained at a standard above secondary drinking water. To say there wasn't a whole set of auxiliary purification systems, anyone with even a slight understanding of this would not believe it. ===== CHAPTER 576 =====