59. Risking My Life to Form Mujica

Just as in the Empress's palace, Xiangru was led to the foot of the steps. The moment she reported her name, the eunuch on duty at the doorway lifted the curtain to announce her, and after a short while, came out again to summon her inside.

No wonder this illness was classified among the intractable ones; it was a disease of luxury, meant only to be tended, not cured.

True to Ji Junyue's words, the moment she brought Qin Lanxue and the others into the Void Realm and arranged for them to stay in Snow Moon City as per Lin's instructions, the entire Void Realm was sent into a frenzy.

Although the Nether Sect has strict discipline, it is not without individuals harboring ulterior motives. Doing this allows for the eradication of traitors within the Daoist gates to the greatest extent possible. After all, judging by past events in the Daoist gates, traitors do exist—it's just that they have no way to summon the ghost ships.

And while this mountain was verdant and lush with thriving vegetation, Li Feng could sense a unique demonic aura emanating from within it.

Upon hearing Ji Junyue's words, Long Su still wanted to laugh, but couldn't quite manage it. Instead, he looked at her with an unsightly expression, his brows furrowed so tightly that anyone unaware might think she had deeply offended him.

Cao Xing forgot the pain once his arm healed. Seeing Xun Che hand Yun Mo's white-glazed urn to the man guarding the display platform, he frowned slightly and walked over to Xun Che with a trace of dissatisfaction.

In an instant, the hard-formed assembly scattered and fled in chaos once more. Yet it was precisely this confusion that gave the covert alien strike force an even better opportunity to attack. Flashes of thunder and lightning, clusters of fire, and serpentine whips of water transformed the entire military camp into a living purgatory in the blink of an eye.

Hopefully, he didn't smoke; if so, he would need some time to pack his gear and put on his raincoat. I let out a grateful sigh of relief, knowing that perhaps I would have a little more time to set up traps, which increased my confidence in dealing with him.

"Let's all go together then. It's rare to see so many overseas plants gathered in one place, and it'll be fun to check out something unusual. Xiangru, Baotong, Xiyue, let's go." Xie Ziyan felt her head pounding from the girls' excited squeals, so she took Xiangru by the hand and called out to the other two sisters to hurry along.

This couldn't help but make him reflect: the birth of the Marshal's Mansion in this era was a stroke of fortune. The various factions had no lower limits, while the natural environment constrained their upper limits, and the soldiers' demands of him were very modest.

The dark cyan walls were split by two cracks, electrical wires were tangled together in a chaotic mess, the external iron staircase was constantly creaking, and the upper floor always echoed with breathless coughing.

A familiar figure appeared before him, and those hands gently grasped the hem of his garment.

The Guanning cavalry reined in their horses, leaped over the carcasses of fallen mounts, and streamed into the formation in an endless charge, cutting down the enemy to expand their gains on the flank until they crashed fiercely into the second wall.

Generals of the Shaoliang, Wei, and Zhao armies shouted to encourage their troops, causing the combat morale of the three nations' soldiers—already explosive—to soar even higher. For a time, not only did these three armies withstand the Hu slaves' offensive, but they even showed signs of pushing forward.

"All right, let's tidy up a bit. Ji Xingyue's driver will be here to pick us up shortly," Luo Shan said with another smile.

Mu Luoluo fell asleep later as well. Waking up hazy in the middle of the night to use the restroom, she absentmindedly checked her phone on the way back.

Yet, at this moment, they couldn't shout or cry out anymore; naturally, they couldn't laugh either.

Bantering aside, Li Ying eventually stepped forward to negotiate with several Qin army thousand-man commanders in the distance.

In August, it certainly wasn't a cold, so most likely—he vigorously rubbed his nose, feeling sure that Park Ji-hyun was probably cursing him behind his back.

Yet this Yu Deshui was both greedy and stingy; he would gladly split a single coin into eight pieces to spend, making him less generous than even a poverty-stricken villager.

Wang Kai certainly wouldn't make a scene before the Emperor, nor would he hand her over to his cousin. If he had intended to hand her over, he would have done so from the start; why wait until his cousin discovered her?

My grandfather didn't give me time to think, pulling me back into the room and dragging a large chest out from under the bed.

Once the first layer of snakeskin was roasted pitch-black and charred crisp, the savory aroma of the snake meat mingled with the scent of spices, sharply whetting the appetite. Huang Zhong even opened his eyes in surprise to watch Chu He bustling about.

From the very beginning, Lin Wei never intended to be manipulated by anyone; he would not obediently follow someone else's blueprint, not even that of Fang Shadow.

Idols dating is a perfectly normal occurrence; Su Li was merely surprised that Yoon Bo-mi and Rado were together.

A single salvo of dozens of shells landed squarely in the camp of the Imperial Collaborator Army and the Japanese troops ahead, turning the area into a blazing sea of artillery fire.

"Humph..." Lei Yuanhao let out a muffled grunt as the blood qi within his body surged, nearly being driven to vomit blood by Zhuge Bai for the second time today.

Since the Central Province Divine Stone descended from the heavens, there must be a reason for it. Subconsciously resisting it was likely the wrong approach.

Fu Xinghen could not help but swallow slightly: To actually execute the "Shrinking the Earth into an Inch" technique within the void?! In that case, doesn't this differ very little from the legendary spatial teleportation?!

He was still a step too late. When Wang Hao left the room and ran out to the main hall, he found TK and the others sitting there playing games on their computers.

"I am the Tang Emperor Li Mao. Does An Qingxu's envoy seek an audience today to offer the city's surrender?" Li Mao walked to within a hundred meters of the city wall and called out loudly to those above.

Though the competition still had two days left before concluding, for the website heads and the majority of competing writers ranked fourth through seventh, it was already effectively over.

Although Li Guiren's stealth arrow was blocked by Wei Boyu, it came dangerously close to Li Longji. The Emperor was shaken to his core, and coupled with his advanced age, he nearly lost his footing and collapsed to the ground.

Gu Wanqin's beautiful eyes held surprise: Didn't the Lingfeng girl establish a relationship with the Heavenly Mandate Son? Could it be that she has objections to him?

"Ah!" Liu Xuan cried out in alarm, unable to tell which was the real Gongsun Zixian, and had no choice but to hastily dodge.

"Swoosh." A palm-sized blade of ice, mixed amongst the dancing snowflakes, spun as it struck toward Lingong, who was flying in the middle. However, the speed and force of this sneak attack fell far short of threatening him.

"Playing mahjong... and winning money?" Yang Fan said uncertainly while grasping Lin Wanting's hand to calm her down.

A chilling voice echoed from afar. Similarly, the dark shadow on the opposite side was merely putting up a bluff, because it knew the entity before it could destroy it in an instant.

Indeed, the situation was far from ideal. The monitor on the control panel showed that the remaining energy in the research facility was down to just 1%, falling far below the warning threshold. According to the computer's estimations, this meager power could only sustain the facility at minimum energy consumption for another week.