Volume 1, Chapter 44: The Rules of Palace Intrigue

Seeing Jiang Yan'er eat it, Qing Siyu let out a deep sigh of relief.

"Yan'er, once you finish eating, let's leave together."

"I heard from my master that in a few days, that bloody mist will dissipate."

"When that time comes, anyone might break into the women's dormitory."

"Inevitably, some men who have adapted to the apocalyptic world will begin to vent their animalistic desires recklessly."

Jiang Yan'er bit her lip and spoke with a hint of caution.

Upon hearing Lu Yuan's sincere words, Qiao Zixuan felt a touch of warmth in her heart, alongside a strong sense of self-satisfaction.

"Commander Li, immediately convey my orders to General Luo in accordance with the Prince's instructions!" Zhang Xuanheng instructed Li Buyan!

"General Li, you have finally arrived. The combat effectiveness of these infantry and cavalry units is not to be underestimated; the General must proceed with caution," Ye Qinghu reminded Li Xuanji.

In the end, the soldiers of the Lu Family Army completely annihilated this wave of enemies. Over two thousand cultivators from the Daoyuan Pure Land were killed, and not a single one escaped.

That's right, the virtue of the earth was insufficient; at this moment, the pill could at most be considered a semi-finished product. If ingested, it would have absolutely no effect.

After years of arduous effort, the Great Tang had achieved its present glory. If the Turks could be kept outside the national borders, it would prevent the destruction of cities and spare the lives of the common people!

Clearly, what Luo Bingyan cared about was not the price. Without waiting for Lin Huan to say anything more, she drew a platinum card from her handbag and handed it to the female sales clerk.

Luo Hao clutched his head in agonizing pain; having one's soul searched was an unimaginably excruciating experience. The Qilin youth roared to the heavens, yet he was utterly unable to break through the encirclement of more than a dozen holy spirits.

Once Ji Yang's consciousness withdrew from Houqing's mind, his body trembled, and he shook his head vigorously.

Just as the two were speaking, dozens of martial artists in the hall stepped aside, clearing a space for Su Yu and the saber-wielding man to fight.

Amidst the flames, the dark red fledgling sword was particularly dazzling, seemingly imbued with a power capable of destroying the heavens and the earth.

However, if the opponent was even stronger—strong enough to crush him utterly—possessing a celestial manor would be useless. To speak in extreme terms, if Chu Yuntun and Master Fuyun were engaged in a life-or-death struggle, and Master Fuyun killed Chu Yuntun with a single strike, then no matter how much spiritual energy the celestial manor contained, it would be of no use.

Zhou Chong strode forward. Before the start of the semester, Zhou Chong's parents had once again brought gifts to visit the Feng and Yu families, earnestly requesting Feng Yiming and Yu Fei to maintain their high-pressure policies toward their son as they had during his high school years.

With these words, he slashed his sword toward his side, and the ground of the martial arts arena instantly split apart, revealing a deep chasm.

"As expected of [Heavy Sword] Baifan, not even being besieged by three first-year students causes him to lose his footing. I must definitely spread his reputation around the Martial God Academy later." Yin Rong covered her mouth and smiled.

This commander was also a sharp-witted person. Hearing this, he felt a chill run down his spine, glanced in the direction of Sunset Valley, and did not dare to say another word.

Based on Houqing's experience, both his physical body and his consciousness were currently abnormal, leading him to surmise that Ji Yang must have done something to him.

The reason for shaking his head was not only because the youth's sword technique appeared exceedingly clumsy, but also because of the youth's empty right sleeve.

Tian Xin was slightly choked by his words, but she still smiled as she went into the fitting room and changed into a brand-new red dress.

Lian Shi stepped down once again, causing Qiong Ling's body to shatter the island. Afterward, his body leveled parallel to the ground, forming the shape of the character for "large".

If the old man hadn't spoken, who knows how long they would have had to search on their own; this fog-shrouded land was incomparably vast.

Finally, when Wang Hao's aura climbed to an unimaginable height, Guanshanyue, who had previously worn an expression of utter disdain, widened his eyes in shock.

I cannot be like this. I just promised Zhao Yahui earlier that I would no longer harbor improper thoughts toward Mr. Zhuang; I cannot mess things up again. But if I don't reply, will it seem very impolite?