Chapter 33: Empresses in the Palace—An Lingrong
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“He cannot hide even if he wants to.”
Li Siqi did not care in the slightest. “Unless he does not want to see the twins in my belly. Besides, who told that lousy emperor to be so biased? I simply want to make him uncomfortable.”
Little Huzi chuckled. “You are the only one who dares treat the emperor that way.”
“That lousy emperor is such a scoundrel. We must not be too kind to him.” Li Siqi sneered. “I want him to understand that he may pamper Zhen Huan, but he must not mistreat us.”
As soon as he finished speaking, he swept out his palm, and a large mass of azure flame sprang up above it. An overwhelming pressure surged toward them.
Tang Haoran could bear it no longer. He reached out, seized Tong Shuai’s index finger, and bent it with slight force. Tong Shuai let out a miserable scream and dropped to his knees, his body no longer under his control. His handsome face instantly turned deathly pale, and beads of sweat the size of beans fell one after another.
Yu Du merely shrugged indifferently. Song Qingyang had no desire to say another word to him and immediately turned back into the room.
Zhang Minghao and the others each held a flashlight and looked in the direction Zhao Jinlong had indicated.
The impostor calling himself “Old Zhu” spread his hands toward Zhou You and said, “If you insist on going round and round over this same question, then all we can do today is come away empty-handed!” His voice had never been so stern.
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Several members of the Mo Family hurried over upon hearing the news, bringing some trusted followers with them. More than a dozen people surrounded Jade Brocade for several miles in every direction.
Because she wanted to take good care of her stepfather and elder brother, she hoped they could taste the warmth of home and feel its comfort.
Yuan Huanxuan said, “Oh, so he deliberately avoids them and keeps a certain distance from the local officials. I heard he did not even host a banquet for his mother’s eightieth birthday.”
When his legs finally gave out, he used his hands instead. He seized one white snake in each hand, tightened his grip, and twisted. One of the snakes was severed at the waist.
Wan Zhi’s performance seemed to serve as a signal. As his exaggerated display unfolded, many people began making cries of unclear meaning.
Chen Fangping perhaps did not know this. In his heart, Ye Yixia had always been his pride, and in every respect, the one precious pearl of his entire life.
Li Wuxian smiled faintly, then closed his eyes and began to rest. At that moment, many people were utterly stunned.
He and I sat together in the back seat, each looking out of a window, with a considerable distance between us. The oppressive atmosphere made even the driver uneasy. From time to time, he glanced at us through the rearview mirror, but he never dared to speak.
Then, without realizing it, I turned my face slightly and secretly raised one eye to look at the calm Jin Yexuan.
I shifted my body, only to discover that I seemed to be clamped in place by something. When I lowered my head, I realized that I was already suspended in midair.
In the area around the epicenter, apart from the hoarse cries of crows rising again and again, not another sound could be heard.
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Seeing the sudden change in the situation and its swift deterioration, Ling Xiao Zui and the other two had no inclination to pay any further attention to Liang Canghai. Their minds were entirely focused on watching the result of the enormous iron hammer’s assault on the Nine Venerables Manor.
Even though it had been blocked, the force of Wu Xi’s kick still sent him flying backward.
Li Shishi shook her body, causing her full breasts to sway slightly. The sight made Wu Zhi’s old face flush faintly.
In the space of a mere hundred years, the Ghost King Xue Tian unified the Demonic Cult. Because he primarily practiced the Netherworld Ghost Arts, he cultivated successors in those arts within the sect. The present Yin Spirit Sect and Soul-Seizing Sect were both branches founded by his disciples.
“I have not even finished speaking—” Before I could finish, the broom suddenly let out a terrible shriek and spewed a great mouthful of blood outward through the clump of fur.
While waiting for a reply, Shang Shu and I continued searching every corner of the sealed stone cavern. We had brought no weapons or tools with us. Demolishing our way out was out of the question; we could not even dig a tunnel ourselves. After searching thoroughly, we found absolutely nothing.
Whoosh, whoosh! The instant the two of them moved, they left afterimages where they had stood. In the blink of an eye, they had dashed dozens of meters away.
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