Chapter 57: The Great Fire

What? Is serving this young master as a maid really such a grievance to you? Long Linfei shed his usual arrogant demeanor, his sexy thin lips curving slightly upward. His deep eyes swept past with a hint of gentleness, a calm expression resting on his stern face as he looked at Gu Ling'er with genuine sincerity.

Then why were you silent for so long? I thought you went soft just because Prince Loyal is your fourth younger brother, Xie Jiarui said indignantly.

Hearing Prime Minister Lu's words, Fan Biyi did not even wait for Primordial Sacred Venerable and the others to respond before she eagerly began to retort against him.

Gu Jinsheng rushed without stopping to the Gu family corporation, taking the familiar elevator straight up. The moment he reached the conference room, his brows furrowed tightly.

The Fengsheng Kingdom was still in complete chaos, and for Li Minghu to dispatch troops at a time like this, his malicious intentions were abundantly clear.

Just a few days later, Mother Xu's physical examination report was mailed home. Mother Xu hadn't taken it to heart, feeling that her health was top-notch, but the moment Xu Zhaixing picked up the report, she opened it impatiently. Sure enough, she saw it noted as suspected thickening of the esophageal wall accompanied by inflammation, with a recommendation for further examination at the hospital.

What's wrong with inviting a friend over? Father and Mother Xu hadn't given it a second thought and casually agreed.

Su Mengyao, who had always been full of confidence, had suffered a series of blows regarding Long Linfei and suddenly lost her self-assurance. She found herself understanding her cousin less and less, realizing that she was increasingly out of touch with him. She wondered if she had grown up and drifted away from him, or if he was deliberately avoiding her.

Perhaps she had been out for too long, or perhaps the Gu poison had worsened. Even after warming herself by the fire for so long, her hands were still as frozen as when she had just come in from outside.

After Prime Minister Lu recalled his Dao soul, he suddenly felt an unprecedented wave of discomfort, terror gripping his heart. Although he hadn't lost the battle of Dao souls—for he could clearly sense that his Dao soul had gained the upper hand when contending with Fan Biyi—

Jiang Xinyu maintained her confident look. Picking up a black piece from the box, she quickly made her decision.

While speaking, he turned off the live broadcast, shutting down An'an's stream as well, and left a message stating that the broadcast was experiencing technical difficulties and asking everyone to return after taking a break for a few days.

It was just that today was an exception, and combined with the fact that the meridian patting device provided a comfort level even greater than a physiotherapy bed, the sound appeared particularly harsh.

Of course there is a difference. The Crown Prince is the heir apparent, while a prince is merely the son of the emperor, Jiang Fu said.

Tian Divine Staff muttered inwardly that this guy was definitely trying to show off, but whatever, let him show off.

However, at that moment, he was not executed by firing squad; in fact, no one had fired a gun at all just now. It was merely a sound effect, though the sound effect was so realistic that not only the chairman, but even the hijacker began to doubt whether he had actually fired his weapon.

Coming out of the hotel without bidding Wang Mingyang farewell, he slipped away alone like a thief. Heaven knew what this fellow was doing in the capital; if he stuck around him like a bootlicker, that would be unbearable.

Let me make one thing clear. No matter which world or race you come from, if I discover anyone participating and stabbing others in the back, their entire lineage will be exterminated! The dark persona finished the first sentence, and seeing all the living beings fall silent, he spoke again.

Following that, several young lords exchanged words praising the madams, making the madams flush with crimson cheeks. Then they withdrew in an orderly fashion.

Yet the troubles he found distressing were things others could only envy, for when other cultivators absorbed beast souls, there was always a surplus, making it hard to achieve his level of nearly complete absorption. Consequently, absorbing too many beast souls required him to spend extra time digesting them.

This was Black Wind's voice. Sure enough, a dark whirlwind swept past, and Black Wind abruptly appeared within everyone's view, standing beside Han Lang and looking coldly at everyone from the Heavenly Demon Sect.

At that time, I had no idea that from the moment Zhao Lin and I met, our fates had already been intertwined.

Han Lang merely swallowed the medicinal pill without refining it, keeping it preserved within his flesh and blood to unleash its effect when needed.

Almost simultaneously, a high-pitched howl erupted from Han Lang's body, and a gigantic demonic wolf phantom emerged behind him.

The black panther did not dodge or evade, taking Yang大海's punch head-on. When Yang Hai withdrew his fist, the panther's nose and cheek had been crushed inward, blood streaming across its face like overflowing brook water.

After burying the old man, Wen Yuxia asked Beidouxing to accompany her to sit for a while on that reef. The sky was grey and overcast, a portent of rain, and the sea breeze blew against them, driving the waves to crash against the rocks time and time again.

On this topic, Gu Yanwu, naturally timid and shy, could not stop her long, slightly upturned eyes from turning red. Large teardrops tumbled from her eye sockets.

Cong Yi's gaze turned bloodthirsty. The Underworld Monarch of the Twelve Star Realms was gradually falling short in his eyes; he himself was now capable of resisting a half-sage.

When there were no benefits to be gained, they all shrank back like cowards. Now that they saw profits, they immediately swarmed over like flies, wanting a share of the pie. Damn it, what kind of scum are they?

Seeing this, how could Ye Qingcheng not know she had been played? Glaring fiercely at the smug-looking Ice Snow Yingying, Ye Qingcheng sighed helplessly, sat down on the ground, and began to meditate.

The condition for not letting the Lin family pay compensation is... Lu Zimodo hesitated, unsure whether he should tell the person in his arms.

When she finished eating, Xiao Jing cleared the things away and handed them to Yin Bing. Just as he turned around, he saw Lin Wanbai getting up from the bed, opening the window, and breathing deeply of the outside air—a long-lost feeling. The past half-year had been far too hazy.

A thought stirred in Ye Qingcheng's mind, a thousand ideas flashing through his head in an instant. Finally, the corners of his mouth lifted slightly, and he turned his head away, pretending to notice no abnormalities as he continued to examine the surrounding reliefs.

Such a pervert. Hearing those words from Ye Qingcheng, Ice Snow Yingying's pretty face changed instantly, and she bit her lower lip, muttering under her breath.

Seeing Xin Wu depart, Wan'er followed after him, leaving only Yang Ji, Xuan Mo, and Xin Yan in the inner hall.

Sitting down together, Ye Li'er was feeling a bit unwell, leaning slightly against Zuo Yutong's body, yet the smile on her face remained.

Chu Cheng let out a deep sigh, reached out with a large arm, and pulled Mei'er back into his embrace. Ignoring her struggles, he locked her body tightly against his chest.

Directly above our heads was that bronze coffin, and the roots of the Great Tai Sui were channeling some kind of liquid substance directly into it.