Chapter 141: Coveting the Great Eagle

Zhao Ti looked at the great eagle, and the great eagle's two round, rolling eyes looked back.

Its beak let out a threatening screech, as if wanting to spread its wings and rise to intimidate Zhao Ti, but it was so gravely wounded that it barely managed to strike half a pose before collapsing to the ground, utterly spent.

The great eagle had nearly exhausted itself fleeing for its life in flight; making it back to its nest was already a miracle.

Yuan Xiaoxian said, "This eagle is rather unusual. An ordinary eagle hit by three feathered arrows would have fallen long ago, yet it still managed to fly all the way home."

That battle-axe was like the foreleg of a giant elephant, bearing the force of Mount Tai pressing down, smashing straight toward Chu Tian's head.

Although she didn't particularly enjoy eating, she still had some research when it came to cooking. Weren't the taverns of ancient times just the grand hotels of the modern age? Places this large all shared one thing in common: expensive and not tasty.

Every single hexagonal protrusion on its body, like gemstones, radiated dazzling, eye-catching light.

She had always kept this photo in her wallet. Seeing the old man in the picture, the tears An Jiu had just stopped welled up once more.

"..." At this moment, Bai Mingtang's face had already been squeezed into an ugly liver-purple color, as if it could erupt at any moment.

In her pouch was the last of all her savings. It was she who had harmed her, forcing her to suffer so much.

Afraid that a single stomp would crush these ant-like existences to death! After all, with the Golden Core now in his possession, they were no different from mortals.

Lu Yan carefully wiped the grime from Mu Tang's face, then tenderly helped Mu Tang smooth out her hair, cleaning away all the filth.

Others also saw Yu Song leave home alone, without leaving the city, and no one knew where he had gone.

If not for the Fiery Golden Eyes, Chu Tian would have been utterly unable to see through Nasus's peculiar flaw.

Though it was a side hall, aside from wooden swords of every shape and style, Chen Muliang saw only an ordinary bed and an extremely ordinary table, and nothing else.

"You say Noble Consort Wei framed the eldest girl?" This struck her as strange! Noble Consort Wei had never met the eldest girl, so why would she frame her?

Xiao Yi dropped to one knee. "Master, this subordinate will see to it at once." It seemed the Second Imperial Prince had offended his master today, and only then did his master want to sever one of his arms. Did that prince not think it through? Was his master someone he could afford to provoke? And he still wanted the future Madam to break off the engagement — what an absolute fantasy.

The legendary Duke of Li was not only a vanguard on the battlefield with illustrious meritorious deeds, but also commanded such awe in the army that no one failed to submit to him.

Director Bo said nothing, but picked up the silk cloth on the table and walked to the middle of the floor, where there was a floor-heating dragon used in winter. The Imperial Household Department had found it troublesome and had not removed it.

Yun Guan's heart thumped wildly. Fortunately, she wasn't especially fat, and hadn't torn off His Highness Linyuan's sleeve.

What Jun Yueran hadn't expected was that Jun Muchong and An Beiyue could actually keep at it for so long — it wasn't until dusk closed in on all sides that they finally, just barely, came down from upstairs.

But in the end, it was she who married Qiyuan, so she no longer looked into it further. As long as the result was what she wanted, that was enough.

Yun Guan saw that a smile had actually appeared at the corner of Duan Dingqian's mouth. Yun Guan pinched her own hands, clasped together against her chest, forcibly restraining herself from cursing Duan Dingqian — he was truly cold-blooded.

"You... are you going to Fushun now to pick them up and bring them back?" She changed her slippers while blocking the front door.

Within the range of his vision, a massive sea vessel was sailing, with naval warships escorting nearby. Such a situation made Mo Ming somewhat surprised as well.

Several times she had brushed right past those searching for her without being discovered — she had to admit, her luck was far too good.

Chen Xiu was truly at a loss. This Old Tang — how could his temper be so stubborn? It was merely sending him to the rear, not asking him to do anything else.

An Ning turned left, then right. She used her senses to check — there was no one else here — and stopped walking.

Yun Lei was arranged to stay at the officials' post house, surrounded by heavy security. Inside and out were soldiers in black iron armor, with dedicated escorts for every entry and exit, and no one was permitted to come and go freely.