Volume One, Chapter Fifty: Remarriage?

Now things were different. The “civet cat” used to swap the crown prince was merely an ordinary follower, knocked unconscious and entirely unaware of the situation. No matter how fiercely Lu Xiao interrogated her tomorrow, this matter would have nothing to do with him at all.

“Commander, prepare for battle.” The adjutant managed to say only that, and then countless dense red dots appeared before Lin Chen’s eyes.

“Don’t you understand what I mean, dear sister? Stop pretending. Aren’t you being kept by Di Chen for Su Fang’s medical fees? I’ve seen how close you two are these days; honestly, I’m embarrassed for you. Don’t bother explaining.” Su Yan rolled her eyes and strode off in high heels.

Qin Ming was extremely familiar with this voice; it belonged to the wicked dragon he had tamed in the deepest levels of the Black Sky Prison at Xuanwei Sect.

“We’ll be seen.” Tang Tiantian tried to pull her hand from Gong Luohan’s grasp, but the more she struggled, the tighter he held, refusing to let go.

Because with low agility and slow speed, the chance of being hit while fighting such monsters was much higher than with humans.

Meanwhile, in the Prince of Huainan’s mansion, Han Ningyuan’s expression was grim. Xiangyang had served him for so long, and in the past six months, Han Ningyuan’s moods had become increasingly impossible to conceal.

It was mainly because the temperature inside the car was dropping rapidly, all the coldness emanating from Gong Luohan.

A fine metallic clash resounded; the energy of the Haojin Flying Cloud Sword struck the armor of the “Dragon God Conqueror” heavy combat mech, but its impenetrable plating blocked the blow without leaving so much as a scratch.

Old Hu tangled with Mo Yan ruthlessly, his eyes bloodshot, ignoring life and death altogether.

“Goodbye!” Su Momo waved at Tian Tian and walked toward the dormitory. After so much turmoil, she was utterly exhausted and longed to lie down and rest.

“Momo, there you are!” As she spoke, Ivy’s delighted call rang out.

“Thank you, Your Highness.” Shen Yunyou watched as Situ Rui turned and left. Only when he closed the door did Shen Yunyou’s smile emerge, her lips curling in amusement.

“Congratulations, cousin! I’m tired today, so I’ll go rest.” With that, Shi Zichen rose, unwilling to witness such a striking scene, and walked straight to the bedroom.

The melodious and flowing sound of the zither drifted into their ears. The novel melody left them wanting more even after the piece ended. Even the emperor, high and mighty, smiled with satisfaction and led the applause and cheers.

Huo looked at Mu Wanqing’s lost expression, feeling some pity. Yet he knew staying would only upset her further, so Huo Chen changed into his official robes for court and sent Mo Yan to investigate the matter first.

In truth, only the court and palace would change. Huo Chen was sure to make sweeping reforms, filling the capital with his own influence, while the rest of the world seemed unchanged.

She believed she had never had any intimate contact with Ding Quan. Even when threatened into an engagement, their relationship was one of mutual exploitation, nothing more.

In the past, victors would kill the families, relatives, and close friends of their enemy’s leaders, ensuring no roots remained. Such stories had happened throughout history, which was why Linda was so worried.

At that moment, a figure suddenly appeared before everyone, without warning yet completely naturally, as if it had always been there.

The black waves were formed by Vikings in black combat gear, wielding sharp weapons. They made no sound except for their footsteps, faces filled with bloodlust and excitement, like demons from the depths of the sea rushing toward them.

So be it... Facing what lay ahead, Jiang Minjing knew she had waited for this day countless times; it seemed destined, and she had stopped resisting long ago.

He did not know that there were two kinds of array masters: spirit array masters, who use spirit seals to set up formations, and artifact array masters, who use magical treasures.

The struggle for cultivation spots at the Thunder Abyss Pool finally ended with Huo Xiu, Luo Tian, and others eliminated. All thirty positions were taken by prodigies from the major inner clans, with the four races benefiting most.

“Send word—not necessary to pursue. Someone must report to Wu Jian.” Covered in blood, Chen Jia Luo walked up to Wild Dog and spoke.

This exceptional skill was a weakened and simplified version of the Three Pure Ones Transformation, but even so, few throughout history had mastered it.

Beyond the mist, Liu Jie, Zhang Lin, and others anxiously rode their horses along the shore. Xiao Yixuan, hidden in the mist, could not see outside, but those guarding the shore saw everything clearly.

Sun Yang pointed to Vero, who was galloping on the bed. Sun Yang decided to change this fellow’s fate—not for any particular reason, just out of willful impulse.

Three months had passed, and Liu Daizhen’s only wish was not to have a direct encounter with the Fifteenth Prince.

Suddenly, several powerful presences emerged. Though not as strong as himself, at that moment he could not hope to defeat them. The white bear activated its inner core again, unleashing even greater power in an attempt to force them back, so it could recover its legs and escape.