Chapter 197: Target: Luoyang

Within the imperial palace of Luoyang, a pall of mourning hung heavy.

After the young Emperor Yu Xu was assassinated, he still could not survive; after enduring nearly a month of agonizing suffering, he passed away!

Hu Hou, her face haggard, walked out from the palace hall.

Her younger sister, Hu Xuanhui, stood nearby. They had originally planned that once Hu Hou handed over her great power and gradually faded from public view, they would leave Luoyang to find Li Shen.

But at this moment, everyone in the city of Luoyang

Zhejiang archaeologists successively discovered the Fan Shan cemetery of nobles, the Yao Shan and Hui Guan Shan altars and cemeteries, the giant building foundation at Mo Jiao Shan, the Tang Shan "earth rampart," and other large sites, as well as a vast number of Liangzhu-period village sites and cemeteries.

Asui Yang noticed the notebook that seemed to have been previously mocked together with Kadowaki Usami, then softly addressed her.

The Mu family had already understood that her husband was speaking of her; she threw herself into his arms, tears of joy flowing endlessly.

The manor's walls were made of brick and stone, covered in ivy, standing nearly three meters high; this height was slightly higher than ordinary walls, making it not very feasible to climb over.

And inside the partition, there were three or five restorers, also wearing dust-proof suits and masks, squatting beside several blue boxes, each one meter long, half a meter deep, and half a meter wide.

After a huge crashing sound, came another sharp, piercing cry. This time, the Red Fire Vulture's call clearly carried a trace of anger.

At this moment, Zhu Di pointed at the cannon Zhu Gaoyi was building and, chatting like an old friend, asked Jiang Gui, "The cannon my son has made," carrying a hint of show-off, yet somehow making people feel it was very approachable.

After the son left, Bai Qingqu and his wife Xu Chen sold all their possessions; only these old puppets, once belonging to their own child in his youth, they could not bear to throw away no matter what.

Natsume Naoki swallowed hard; he didn't want to exert force, but whenever he tried, the senior would uncontrollably let out a soft moan—who could bear that?

Natsume Naoki felt his brain ache; it just so happened that these two proud ones had met; if only one of them had been replaced by the senior, he wouldn't have been so headachy.

"It is me, Qing Luan." Hua Weiyang also discovered with great surprise that even when the original owner's spirit was damaged, she could still make others hear her voice.

Zheng Qing suddenly heard that string of "five points," and unconsciously revealed an expression on his face that was both expected and relieved.

He utterly rejected Tong Guan's plans and arrangements in one stroke, leaving Tong Guan not a shred of face, precisely so that amidst the gathering of all the generals, they would clearly know who was truly the decision-maker of this northern expedition war.

The man led us around both rooms and the living room; I didn't notice anything wrong, mainly because I couldn't tell; the house was quite empty, and now it should be uninhabited.

To be honest, Usami Raijiu was also afraid; he wondered, if Kaname truly fell, would she bite him back before dying?

Zheng Yu's "Yang Guan Three Overlays" ranked fifth, a ranking he was quite satisfied with, yet the sense of crisis in Zheng Yu's heart grew ever more intense.

However, Mrs. Li had prepared to arrange a house servant here to attend to Lin Sese's meals during her hospitalization.

Ye Cang finally coldly glared at the Third Generation one last time; the boiling killing intent in his eyes gradually subsided, then transformed into a complex emotion.

She recklessly activated the blood oath, even drawing upon the bloodline power that exists only between direct blood relatives.

I listened very intently; so it seems the Five Ghosts Transporting Wealth itself is bad, and the one Lei Zi's mother made, which Grandma said was not orthodox Five Ghosts Transporting Wealth, is that even worse??

Not long after, the other children actually saw in the Black River a large mass of green water weeds slowly swimming toward Er Mao's direction.

Before the words had fully faded, an Easterner's face appeared behind, smiling brightly as he approached Timo.