Chapter 49 Side Story
Luo Ping's eyes gradually turned blood-red, and a dense, murderous aura erupted from his entire body, causing the surrounding heavenly tribulation lightning to vibrate violently.
The young man was clean-featured and quite handsome, but looking at his appearance, he hardly seemed like a master chef. The reporters in the audience lost all interest, feeling it was thoroughly boring, and couldn't even be bothered to take pictures anymore.
The Guru soldiers operating the laser cannons were waiting anxiously for their commander to issue another order. Because the previous round of attacks had suddenly lost its target, the commander had canceled the firing mission.
Although Zhou Zhong had held the post of Chief Secretary of Civil Administration in recent days, with the ongoing wars, regional administrations had been operating independently, leaving him with little actual influence. Fortunately, he had always managed the manor's finances and provisions; with the grand army heading out on campaign, the allocation of rations and supplies fell entirely under his purview, which suited him well.
"By the way, Senior, Chu Xian'er, Qian Feng, and the others have all gone to a place called Emperor Pass. That place gathers all the geniuses of this universe, and they are now early-stage Saint King experts," Xiao Yue said to the Master of Yaochi Sacred Land.
Yun Yi gave a bitter smile. What else could they do? Matters had already reached this point; all that was left to do was wait and play it by ear.
"Despicable!" Tiemu Yun let out a low growl, never expecting that the three of them greeting someone out of goodwill would be met with disdain.
Because of this, it would be much easier for him and Zheng Jinshan to discuss the "parent-teacher meeting" matter with Pei Donglai.
"There's no need to be nervous. It's still uncertain who will emerge victorious," Xiao Yue scanned the three opponents with a sharp gaze.
Yet, deep in Liu Biao's heart, one puzzle remained unsolved: who could be so audacious as to use such a method in exchange for the Imperial Jade Seal?
Seeing Cai Yan hesitating to speak, Li Yang asked anxiously, "What happened to Wan'er?" With that, he cast his gaze toward Li Wan'er.
The Prince Consort had been upright and thrifty all his life, leaving behind no personal savings. This Consort Mansion had been bestowed upon him by the Emperor. He remembered visiting once back when the Prince Consort was still alive, and everything in the residence had been exceedingly simple.
Hearing this, Ruyi found it difficult to say much more, so she poured a cup of wine into the Emperor's goblet. The cherry-colored nectar shimmered within the white jade cup like a fine piece of glowing red jade.
Chu Nan sensed that the sisters seemed to have something important to discuss, and neither wished for him to overhear.
From afar, the Qiang and Hu soldiers spotted a dense mass of cavalry in pursuit, though the billowing dust obscured their exact numbers.
Noticing the Empress's unkind tone, Yanwan hurried forward, lowered her head, cradled the flowers, and tiptoed out.
Even if none of this could be realized for the time being, well... one could still indulge in a modest amount of hedonism.
Another was Zhang Borui, a native of Linhai in Zhejiang. However, he was a man of the Song Dynasty, so it certainly could not be him.
Dallying along, wasting time for painting. Sangsang said nothing, only thinking so inwardly. Yet the Heavenly Emperor seemed to hear her inner voice, as gray-cyan telekinetic energy formed a smiling face, responding with the message: "Don't rush, take it slow."
Driven purely by curiosity and a desire for self-preservation—detesting situations beyond her control—Hua Yuyie decided to go take a look. Treading lightly to avoid detection, she knew that eavesdropping and peeking were never commendable behaviors.
Just as Cai Zi and the mute arrived at the spot where Hua Yuyie had set her traps, Hua Yuyie remained hidden inside a tent, observing everything. Lying flat and motionless on the ground to ensure her shadow wouldn't cast against the tent and alert the enemy, she watched as Cai Zi unhesitatingly pulled back the curtain, harboring quiet anticipation in her heart.
"All right, you may step down first," Sun Shaowei patted Hua Yuyie on the shoulder, completely misinterpreting the expression and tone on Hua Yuyie's face.
Seeing that everything remained exactly as it had been when she dismantled the farm structures, not a single point of experience had been gained over such a long period. Ye Nan sighed inwardly; it seemed the system's only way of acquiring experience was through planting ingredients and raising livestock. Otherwise, under normal development, her upgrade experience should have already passed the halfway mark by now.
Currently, in the City of Miracles, Ryan Ersi served as the leader of the Earth Magic Division, with his primary task being the arrangement of earth magicians to construct the City of Miracles.
"Why don't you guys go on ahead? I really am tired, so I'll just rest here for a bit and wait to go back together when you come down the mountain."
The streets of Chang'an were bustling with pedestrians—some hurrying on their journeys, others strolling leisurely to enjoy the rain. When they heard Tang Zhou reciting poetry while riding his horse, their bodies and minds were instantly refreshed.
The Dark Flame Dragon glared viciously at him, cursing Number Two a thousand times over in his heart. Did this metal clunker have no concept of adaptability whatsoever?
The Hall of Supreme Commanders, the Imperial Cavalry, and the Imperial Infantry were not housed in the same offices. The Hall of Supreme Commanders was located within the outer city of the Imperial Palace, while the Imperial Cavalry Command and the Imperial Infantry Command, alongside the Bureau of Military Affairs, were situated just outside the front gate of the outer city's Imperial Palace.
"Boss, I'm here!" Hurricane Wolf scampered over happily, wagging its tail in a flattering manner.
Ke Xiangbao walked out of the Ke residence, got into her car without looking back, fastened her seatbelt, and prepared to ignite the engine.
Only then did Xia Mo understand the real reason why Baba and the others had found it difficult to speak. Once Baozi and the others caused a stir, the implicit trouble would be that other princes and imperial grandchildren who originally favored them would harbor varying degrees of reservations because of it.
"Speak, what good fortune have you brought to our Jingling Sect this time?" Jingyuan, the old bald monk, laughed heartily, looking to be in high spirits.
The surroundings were as quiet as if no one was there. He raised his head to look around, then pushed aside the corpse resting on top of him, enduring the body-shattering pain.
Hundreds of surrounding Hun cavalrymen brandished their weapons, continuously striking the Frankish shields, while Merovech and his men could only maintain this passive defense, gazing at the "towering" fellows on horseback.
"No, no, no, none of that," Praskovya continued to sob, forcing back her tears—though she had likely wept far more than just this once. Tenaya, sitting beside her, stopped using her spoon and lowered her head, not daring to meet my gaze, much like a child who had done something wrong.
Suddenly, the boisterous laughter ceased. Seeing their leader slapped across the face, no one dared to make a sound.
If someone hadn't passed by and shouted that they were going to call the police, Wei Yang might have been beaten to death on the spot by the other party's flurry of clubs.
Wang Xuanyuan knew this was the final calm before the storm, and a fierce battle was right before his eyes. His eyelids were twitching, giving him a premonition that something major would undoubtedly happen tonight.
Now, they could only wait for the warships of the Sakura Island nation to depart before venturing out again.
Xilan and Nuoyu were clearly the most sensible. Recovering from their shock, they quickly bowed in salute.
Upon seeing the gesture, the big man released Yiguli, stood nearby, and began observing together with him.