26 Time-Travel to the Qing Dynasty (26)

"Young Master Chen is absolutely right!" The Tang family guard nodded upon hearing this. Fortunately, there was someone sensible here; although the bandits had likely fled, it would be safer to summon the nearby patrol guards.

Xiao Qimo’s interest deepened. He took a plain white handkerchief from his pocket in a leisurely manner and handed it over.

"It’s nothing of interest. Since you’ve started a good deed, you might as well see it through to the end!" Before Mu Qingli could react, he threw her down with one hand.

Mu Qinxi poured herself a cup of tea, but her words made Pan An’s expression shift. "I’ve told you, do you know that the daily revenue of this gambling house is calculated in gold?" Pan An’s voice was clear and cool; even though she was speaking bluntly, it didn't make one feel uncomfortable at all.

Such a clumsy tactic, however, was highly effective on Ye Hanyan at the moment. She had lost face twice in the past two days and was feeling so stifled that she could no longer endure the slightest provocation.

For Zhou Chunfeng, other matters were secondary; the most critical thing was to find a way to break the secret art on Yao Fu. He would absolutely not let Yao Fu die like this.

Zhao Yan turned his head again, refocusing his gaze on his bottles and jars. Once Alice finished clearing Li Bailing’s memory, Zhao Yan would be ready to treat the life-fading curse.

Zhao Yan, who had been waiting for a long time, struck instantly. A red light erupted from the long blade in his hand—it was Qin Zhu’s skill: Flame Burst.

Xia Jingnian descended the city tower and reached out to help Ji Yuanxun up, smiling, "General Ji, there is no need for such formalities. You have rendered great service to the Great Chen, and my Imperial Brother instructed me long ago to properly welcome you and wash away the dust of your journey." In front of everyone, he still had to observe court etiquette and could not address him as his father-in-law.

Her heart and lungs felt like moss that never saw the sun—dim, damp, devoid of any vitality—aching to the core, painful to the bone, making it impossible to breathe.

He might have been truly nervous; his speech was slightly incoherent, and a fine layer of sweat had even beaded on his palms.

"Is that what my dad told you?" Lele suddenly stopped crying and looked at me with a persistent expression.

Zhou Yaze bought several skewers with different flavors and handed them to me. After paying, he held the skewers in one hand and gently draped his other arm around my shoulder as we slowly strolled forward.

Because of the rope, Yifei didn't fall from a great height and didn't cry out after the impact. However, Agula fell into the pit and landed heavily on top of Yifei, crushing him until he screamed and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Although he spoke very quietly, there were always keen-eared people who heard him. They couldn't help but shudder and click their tongues in secret. To set sail from Hangzhou Bay and return after a full circle without relying on any boats—how could a mortal possibly achieve such a thing?

However, one must always look on the bright side. At the very least, Mother agreed to let her keep the child; that is a good thing, isn't it?

Once she thought it through, many things became very easy. She had always been a person of action, so she came directly. She knew Gao Haotian had gone out of town, and she also knew he would return tonight. She was banking on this time difference; if both of them were there, she would have felt uncomfortable.

Although the Soul-Bewitching Incense was considered a primeval poison, it had little effect on cultivators above the Venerable realm. While Mu Xifeng was not a Venerable cultivator, he was a master alchemist. With a wave of his hand, he took out a dozen pills and swallowed them. As his vital energy circulated, the poison of the Soul-Bewitching Incense was neutralized.

Zimo saw that many items were treasures hidden in the warehouse by the previous owner, and many others were clearly newly purchased.

It turned out that after Lin Zhengying and Ouyang Lingfeng learned that Yang Bian and the others were in danger, they contacted a high-ranking official in the White Horse Kingdom. This official had a deep friendship with Ouyang Lingfeng, so he arranged for a Gold-Level 5 rescue team to rush over immediately.

"There's no need to worry..." In any case, as long as I don't hit her, nothing can really hurt that big black creature. If someone wants to find trouble with her, they are the ones who will be unlucky.

"What is it?" I asked impatiently. I had been playing games with Wu Xuan until late last night and was still sleepy, and this guy was calling early in the morning to annoy me.

After Xia Xinglan finished speaking, Leng Xin withdrew her killing intent, glanced coldly at Feng Yuerong, and then she and Xia Xinglan turned and walked away.

But Lu Chen was still watching with extreme focus, his pupils scanning back and forth with their movements, his expression intense, as if he still wanted to discern something.

Sun Desheng shrank his neck in fright and let out a nervous laugh, saying, "I can't beat you, but I can't let Ni Duoshi go either. If you dare to snatch him by force, we will all have to perish together. I will kill Ni Duoshi first." He pulled a glowing green dagger from his bosom and held it against Ni Duoshi's throat.

Ni Duoshi did not understand what the disheveled old man meant by bringing him here, and looking at the strange Yijin Mountain, he stared at the old man in confusion.

But haven't we Chinese people had this ancient saying for a long time? "The foolish have foolish luck."

Chen Tian, the Bat-Winged King, and the White-Browed Eagle King landed with gloomy faces, especially as they stared at the man in black, their expressions filled with gravity.

Just as Liu Xuanmiao was wondering what was going on, she heard the voices of Li Dekai and He Ge coming from the hallway.

Although she had managed to send her mother away, Liu Xuanmiao lay in bed unable to sleep, staring blankly at the ceiling.

To be recognized by Qiu Ming, one could not possibly be a traitor to the world. Sub-divine beasts flow with the blood of divine beasts, making it extremely difficult even for the King of Monster Spirits to erode or corrupt them.

Because of this, although she yearned for the Lingxi Phoenix Hairpin, she felt too embarrassed to encourage Xiang Yan to bid for it. Even with her pride in her own beauty, she knew she was not worth that price.

Ling Zhou-tian successfully entered the server with his powerful attack code. In order to gain a more comprehensive understanding of the server, he began writing code within it.

Kelu’s response gave Bai Yu-ling an ominous premonition. He thought in disbelief, could it be that Shaymin didn't intend to intervene at all?