Chapter 842: Flower Brother

Chu Shaoqiang and Chu Huaiyuan stood at the foot of Ghost Blade Ridge, waiting for the reclusive master Li Qi had found.

The father and daughter were very nervous. To say they weren't afraid at Ghost Blade Ridge would be a lie, especially Chu Er, who had truly been injured by a Blade-Fiend. Seeing Blade-Fiends all over the mountains made it hard for her to even breathe. But she had to wait there. Even if her cultivation wasn't enough to offer significant help, she still had to stand there. Only if she was there could Chu Shaoqiang remain.

They waited for over ten minutes.

"I'll still call you 'Uncle'!" Mu Nanting was so angry he almost jumped, which then aggravated his poor behind, making him grimace in pain. He cursed Lu Yan's ancestors eighteen generations back and planned to go challenge Ni Yexin to a duel first thing the next morning.

Bai Zhanji came downstairs with a dark expression after circling the upstairs. He took out his phone to call Xiao Zihan, but then reconsidered: since she had lied about being at the Jian family's house, asking her now might not get him her true location.

"My dear Yuan, you are young, yet your achievements are considerable, and you have won the hearts of the people. Appointing you as a prefect seems to be an underutilization of your talent!" The Emperor's hand tapped the table erratically, his thoughts unknown.

"You're being improper. I'm hanging up." Jian Rui hung up the phone directly, a look of unconscious happiness spreading across her features.

After inquiring about the costs of various temporary accommodations like guesthouses and hotels, Li Jia discovered that having a house was still very convenient, provided the absence wasn't too long, thus avoiding the start of the vacant house fee. Even now, after paying the vacant house fee, it seemed comparable to the high cost of accommodation for outsiders.

This poison was reportedly a white powder that needed to be mixed into food or tea. However, its difficulty lay in the fact that the white powder was hard to dissolve in tea or food, making it easily detectable.

The autumn examination was held for three days: August 13th, 14th, and 15th, with the results posted on August 18th.

It was a long time before Xiao Zihan calmed down. When questioned by the police, she also confessed to Xiao Yuanhang having raped her mother in the past.

Zhu Cui'e tried to pull him back, but he became very angry, glaring fiercely at her. Zhu Cui'e was at a loss and didn't know what to do.

As expected, Zhang Jingjing unleashed her spiritual manifestation and employed a secret sound art, defeating her opponent within three moves. She easily secured victory, gaining valuable experience from her first actual combat and significantly boosting her confidence.

The entire secret passage didn't feel very long when they entered the cave. However, the path out of the cave seemed incredibly lengthy.

Since An Jin had already set aside those matters, she simply couldn't be bothered to ponder such extremely troublesome things. Instead, she began to slowly appreciate the rare scenery of that era.

Early the next morning, Ruan Di woke up. She put on a relatively simple dress and adorned her hair with a single plain hair ornament before heading out.

With a whoosh, someone in the crossbow team upstairs, perhaps the first to realize under the pressure of the invisible hand, aimed at Lu Qing below and released a crossbow bolt.

After a night's rest, she felt much more refreshed. Quietly, she sat in the main hall, attending to various matters. After a busy morning, she now had some free time and began contemplating future tasks.

Actually, I deliberately made an excuse to leave. I don't know why, but whenever I thought of going to Changchun Palace and seeing the Emperor and Empress displaying affection, I got a strange feeling. To put it plainly, I didn't want to see the Emperor and Empress in close proximity.

When she uttered the latter part of her statement, it was almost as if each word was painstakingly drawn from her mouth, a faint smile playing on her lips as she gazed at the old man.

Enduring the humiliation from Han Ruide and Han Luan, Su Xuan bit her lip, her heart brimming with suppressed resentment; beads of sweat glistened on her forehead.

Ren Xiongye and Ren Yuan both desired her, but her heart belonged to someone else. The most painful thing in the world is when those who love you are met with indifference, while the one you love remains distant, like flowers seen through mist or the moon reflected in water.

Duan Sitong naturally knew one shouldn't compare people to tigers, but Shang Lu simply gave her that impression.

The terrifying impact of Lin Feng's attack was enough to demoralize many; almost simultaneously, an incredibly powerful force enveloped him, threatening to destroy him.

What had changed was that this man was more responsible than before; what remained unchanged was his immense patience, even meticulousness, towards his family.

Oh well, just go with the flow. If she could really regain her figure, having her brother supervise wouldn't be a bad thing.

Tang Li's face darkened considerably. Looking at her cold demeanor, what kind of understanding was this? It was clear she just wanted to keep her distance.

Now that they had lost their greatest patron, it would likely be very difficult for them to solidify their position in the capital.

"Alright, it's true that many places are inconvenient for hiding people. By the way, I just noticed, who is she?" Zhou Mingdong asked, looking at Jin Yi.

"Grandmaster Muli, this is my brother Qi Yunguang. Like you, he also studies array formations," Lin Feng said, pointing at Qi Yunguang. Immediately, Lin Feng's gaze fell upon Qi Yunguang.

That single word truly downgraded penicillin. How could such a medicine be concocted so casually?

"What's he doing here? Instead of staying properly at the Crown Prince's residence, he's just running around." After saying this, Tuoba Yu had someone send Yang Xiangwei to the Imperial Guards' office.

Leng Feng sustained only minor injuries, losing just 100 health points, while three of the seven opponents were already defeated.

Ye Bai stretched his body, feeling a slight soreness but immense comfort. He got out of the bathtub to shower, then refilled the tub and soaked for a while longer. His body felt exceptionally refreshed, as if his pores were opening and singing.

I pressed the button. At that moment, countless people breathed a sigh of relief, while others hoped for a perfect performance in the third round, as everyone believed I would either fight a hard battle or be completely defeated this time.

With his mind made up, Lin Zhixiao tried to maintain a calm mindset, suppressing the surging excitement in his heart. Only then did he return to the sofa in the main hall, sitting down to drink tea while waiting for Chairman Wu to return and finalize things.

The Vermillion Bird would not land, staying only in the air. However, the Two-Headed Fiend was sickening; it would be in the air one moment and on the ground the next, its movements completely unpredictable. Its two heads worked in perfect coordination: one could launch all-directional, all-attribute spell attacks, while the other was solely responsible for close-quarters biting. Even I had to commend their flawless teamwork.

As the words fell, the sword art activated. A stream of sword energy, like smoke and mist, appeared traceless and undefendable. In an instant, it cut through the distance between them, enveloping Xie Hualang. An immense chill overcame him, and Xie Hualang instantly retreated. Even with his cultivation pushed to its limit, he was trapped in an ice mound, transformed into an ice sculpture.

Lin Zhixiao, with a lightning-quick backhand, slapped Mao Liangjun on the forehead. Mao Liangjun immediately felt a warm current surge from his forehead, spreading throughout his body in less time than it takes to drink a cup of tea. His legs stopped trembling, and his heart was no longer fearful.