They wished they could meld into each other’s bodies; after such a tumult, how could they sleep any earlier? The two finally fell asleep at two in the morning, only to wake at dawn for another morning exercise before Lu Shu fled to work like a runaway.

Liu Sanqian felt drowsy, the gentle warm breeze coaxing her into sleep. Just as she was about to be enveloped by the grip of slumber, the car slammed to a halt, causing her to crash hard against the front seat.

“Just because it’s rare doesn’t mean it’s unseen; I have my ways to confirm it,” Ouyang Qianyu huffed. This accurate information was obtained through her efforts and time spent researching weather predictions. Today, the true purpose of visiting the Bai brothers was this; they wanted to share this rare illusion with them.

This was difficult to comprehend, akin to a drunken man who couldn’t clearly see his path but still managed to stagger home and climb into bed, only to completely forget how he got there by morning.

After all, no matter how Xiao Xiao perceived things, she could find no sense of familiarity in Xiao Yu.

Zi Wu’s expression gradually darkened, then froze in a moment of stark rage. He extended his hand, stroked it for a moment, and rasped, “Speaking of your human race, there should be a few hundred of you, right?” He then looked at Mu Linglong and the others, unable to help but burst into wild laughter.

“Sister Sanqian, do you like that mask?” Alice followed Liu Sanqian’s gaze toward the corner.

The name of the fierce beasts merely indicated the strength and potential of the Taotie, Qiongqi, Hundun, and Tao Tie. Thus, the suppressed dissatisfaction within Tao Tie suddenly erupted.

It proved that traveling could be quite exhausting, especially when one could not keep up with the pace.

“I can seal you once; I can seal you a second time!” Di Wuxie spoke coldly, his pale golden eyes now resembling cold ice.

“It’s nothing, just boiling medicine; it’s not hard. I can handle it myself.” He said this while purposefully picking up the medicine pot—with his left hand, of course. Naturally, holding something with the left hand was less convenient than the right. As soon as he lifted the pot, it nearly slipped from his grasp and fell.

Heizhu turned to look and saw a man in a silver mask and white clothes. Under the moonlight, the man appeared as though coated with a layer of moonlight, but at that moment, the chill and murderous intent in his eyes were evident.

Xuan Yue glanced over and suddenly understood why he had prepared such a sumptuous dinner tonight—they had a family meal together.

“Hey, aren’t you afraid they’ll kill you after you lose?” Zhu Tianjiang asked curiously.

She knew that the deeper they went, the more important this place was for executing the deep core punishments. The prisoners entering here likely had no chance of survival.

He didn’t even need to interrogate; he had already discovered the truth! He even knew that it was Xiao Fei who framed Liu Yanran. The earlier question directed at Xiao Fei was likely a subtle hint for himself.

“I know, Zhu Daren works tirelessly for our great Feng. The officials of Qinzhou should contribute some private funds to the court.” Xu Qian nodded in agreement.

“Absurd! The food and supplies for the Beiming Prince are all handled by his own people alongside ours from the imperial kitchen. From start to finish, there have been people from the Northern country supervising. How could anyone poison him?”

Wasn’t it agreed that his mother and father were abroad? When did they return? She had no idea at all.

Shura’s eyes instantly narrowed, breath quickening, fists clenched tightly, and he didn’t dare exhale even a breath.

It should be known that Li Erlong became more resolute in his ideal of leading everyone to prosperity precisely because he understood the unfair treatment of the villagers in the city.

Seeing Qin Yu’s expression fluctuate, Xuan Zhuo assumed Qin Yu was worried and added, “Brother Xuanyuan, things… have gotten quite serious, but there’s still room for maneuver…” Although he said this, confusion flickered in Xuan Zhuo’s eyes, seemingly unable to understand why the usually composed Xuanyuan brother would act this way.

After taking a full quarter of an hour, Zheng Chen finally cleaned the entire giant cauldron thoroughly. He planned to explore this giant cauldron at the bottom of the lake before surfacing.

He dared to charge through a thousand men in the midst of chaos, but in such a targeted situation against a thousand, even against ten thousand enemies, it would be hard to ensure his own safety.

“That’s right, that’s right. I thought I could cure her, but I truly didn’t know how to start. Would you like to take a look?” Qin Fen said to the old man.

Arriving in the changing room, Lin Fan looked at the number one jersey in his hand, then smiled, not expecting that even as a total amateur in football, he would end up as a goalkeeper.

He guided his true essence toward his palm once more, trying to inject true essence into the ‘God Slayer’s’ head again.

“Does she know who sent her to Yihong Lou?” Xiao Xi slightly lowered her eyes, gently stroking the cold gemstone ring on her left hand.

However, Old Zhao didn’t say anything. He didn’t believe it at the time, but he was forcibly tied to a tree by the teacher. Otherwise, this situation wouldn’t have arisen.

He was now older, his body deteriorating, feeling increasingly unable to keep up. He wished he could be ten years younger.

“I want to see the emperor. Please have the eunuch relay this,” Jiang Xinyu said calmly, her profound power subtly flowing from her body. She could feel that the man inside the hall had lifted his head to look outside.

Steeling herself, she opened the selected number tag! It was number 4, while the mercenary group from the Ri country was number 3. Everyone’s face was filled with surprise; at this moment, An Lingxi could hardly contain herself.

Originally, the deputy director wanted to have a chat with Lin Fan, hoping to express in a roundabout way that such incidents should not happen again. They really couldn’t afford to play around, as it would easily lead to ridicule. However, upon seeing Lin Fan’s relaxed smile, the deputy director’s pre-prepared words were suddenly stuck in his throat.

When Ning Fucheng returned to Jincheng, Jin Baiyi was no longer at the City Lord’s mansion. The attendants of the Jin family informed Ning Fucheng that Jin Baiyi had gone to a southern tribe, which was powerful in combat. Previously, there had been a conflict with the Mo family. Now that Mo City had changed to Jincheng, Jin Baiyi wanted to win them over.