Chapter 184: Pluto Research Institute

"The researchers always said my fate was to die at the hands of a monster."

"So, I ran away."

"I will prove to them that no one can kill me!"

Boom—

Zhuge Yue's voice came from within the smoke.

Yet, the next second, her agonized roar was heard: "Stop talking! Yan Yan Shuangying! I'm going to kill you!"

The words had barely fallen when a ghostly figure materialized before Wu Wang.

He saw

Xia Leling staring unblinkingly into Jiang Chang'an's eyes; she desperately hoped he would say something to make her stay, even just one sentence, even if it were a lie, it would be the most beautiful words.

If any souls are willing to reincarnate, take them to the depths of the Secluded Study; there lies the Yellow Spring Water leading to the Underworld.

On the central viewing platform, several high-ranking military officials watched Dongfang Eastern Yunyang and Chang Wu, whose assessment duel had already concluded; their faces still bore varying degrees of astonishment, for to speak plainly, the final ending seemed somewhat abrupt in their eyes.

Knowing death was certain, yet watching him struggle in the flames, his voice gradually grew low and hoarse, until he moved no more.

Do not be arrogant or complacent, unable to accept unfamiliar things; you are the New Faction and should not cling to outdated ways.

Amidst a violent shaking, the entire Floating City was enveloped by some entity, and all electronic devices instantly went dark.

This inexplicable divine power actually suppressed An Juntang from above; Jiang Chang'an was shocked—could it be the others from the Divine List?

—This space originally overlapped with the Academy in some manner and could be deduced to be the lair of "Ran Ran."

Lin Chu remembered this song vividly; he clearly recalled it was released in 2015. Since Tong Yao wanted to hear a song she had never heard before, this one was perfectly suitable.

The Emperor departed in his carriage, and the various generals and officials also scattered one after another; not to mention the minister whose concubine had been killed going to collect the corpse. As for the "Seven Pillars of State," with Tu Tanlang gone, six remained, and they sighed as they walked.

While speaking, she secretly cast a glance at Lady Lu; naturally, Lady Lu obediently agreed, even offering apologies to Mu Xinping with sincere words, yet every sentence concealed a dagger.

Lying in the Fulu Courtyard, Lady Lu could still hear the clamor of people from the outer courtyard; that noisy sound nearly made her vomit blood from rage. When Bai Yunxi came to tell her, she was so unwilling to believe it that she still harbored a sliver of fantasy: how wonderful it would be if the imperial edict had not been issued today.

"Young Master Lang, I was wrong." Zhao Qianxi ignored her companions' confusion, walked straight to stand two meters before Lang Ye, her face filled with guilt and regret, looking pitifully fragile.

Holding Carlos, she could not hear his heartbeat. Her face, covered in blood, turned into falling tears. She did not know why she was so heartbroken; was it just because he had saved her?

She fell down, her knees hitting the ground heavily; sobbing, she struggled to pull him up and held him in her embrace.

Just as Lin Lin Yalan was half-resisting and half-yielding, the room door was suddenly knocked urgently—thump, thump, thump—forcing both to stop their actions. Tang Haodong asked somewhat impatiently, "Who? Come in!" Immediately, he also stopped what he was doing, while Lin Lin Yalan beside him quickly straightened her clothes.

Consort Lin's face was pale; leaning against the cushion, she saw the Emperor and tried to rise, but alas, her whole body was limp, and she could not muster even a shred of strength.

"You two, please sit anywhere; Third Master will be here shortly," the old man said in a hoarse voice, and having finished speaking, he shuffled out slowly, taking two steps as one.

Bi An's gaze was gentle as she looked at the crimson lanterns, a tender smile resting on her quiet lips.

Finally, the ugly man reluctantly finished playing with it; feeling quite satisfied, Juanjuan returned it to Aunt Mei.

Heavenly Punishment Immortal King nodded slightly; he indeed harbored this suspicion, for otherwise, why would someone as wise as Kun King doubt him over a matter that obviously had problems at first glance?

Jiutian decided to leave, not out of fear of anything, but because such matters made one uncomfortable. If he truly intended to rebuild this place, he had no intention of keeping this villa; in due time, he would completely demolish it and reconstruct elsewhere.