Chapter 178 Nobody is allowed to cheat

In the grand hall of the Meijin Courtyard, guests arrived one after another. Today was the momentous day of selecting the courtesan belle at the Meijin Courtyard, and many had traveled from afar specifically by reputation, eager to witness what manner of peerless beauty could be chosen as the queen of flowers in this most renowned pleasure house across the entire capital.

This floral appreciation gathering could truly be called a grand event.

At this moment, all eyes were focused on the stage, where the young women had already finished their poems and paintings.

They laid their brushes aside one by one and held up their artwork themselves, while attendants quickly stepped forward to assist...

The man did not reply. As he released his grip on the wooden staff, the expression on his face gradually shifted into one of terror, for he noticed that the sea-blue shade in Beiluo's eyes was steadily deepening. If he guessed correctly, this was the precursor to Beiluo's wrath.

Nan Xueyong felt a secret shock. How could she fail to hear that Nan Xueyu was making a fuss to make a point, darkly alluding to the fact that she had caused Nan Xueli's death, and that one day she would make her pay with her life for Nan Xueli! What a formidable Nan Xueyu, who had not forgotten this matter for even a single day and would not rest until she drove her to a desperate end, was that it?

Gong Qianzhu stared blankly at them suspended in the air, her wide-open eyes frighteningly hollow. A mouthful of bright red blood spewed from Bingzhu's lips, falling in dots and splatters like splashed ink and red plum blossoms, staining her vision red as forgotten fragments slowly began to return to her memory.

The Rahan Fantiantian seal was charged with an irresistible, all-conquering power, and the charging Xueli also sensed the destructive force contained within it. His figure paused for a fraction of a second, and his other injured hand reached out as well.

It had long been rumored across the continent that Chifeng possessed a contracted holy beast, the Crimson Flame Lion. However, Chifeng kept a low profile and had never summoned the Crimson Flame Lion to assist in battle, so gradually everyone came to believe that the rumor was nothing more than an idle fabrication.

Hearing her mother's words, Dong Yueru smiled and nodded, sitting up straight with a well-behaved posture. As she listened to her mother reciting the traditional blessings while combing her hair, her eyes could not help but grow moist.

Although Dugu Ming had successfully inflicted severe injuries upon the Azure Rock Python, his own condition was far from optimistic, and the viscera within his torso had been displaced.

"Boss, could that be the 'gate' to the divine tomb they keep talking about? Should we go inside later?" Looking at the changes in the sky, Nangong Shengtian asked Dugu Ming with a look of eager anticipation.

Jiuxiao turned back around, and the baleful nether qi indeed showed some dread toward the boy's urine, retreating backward by a considerable distance.

"Did you not hear me?" When Xiao Luo uttered these words, Eunuch Li did not dare to delay. Instantly, with a flick of his hand, that exquisite white porcelain bottle traced a graceful arc through the air before plummeting down the mountain side, where the crisp sound of shattering porcelain could be faintly heard.

Being roared at by Empress Du, the father and son—who had been on the verge of rolling up their sleeves to start a brawl—finally behaved somewhat, though they still refused to acknowledge each other.

"Since Your Highness does not understand, let me give Your Highness another example," Liang Yimai said to Li Bingchang: "Your Highness may look across the entire realm at the present moment and see what kind of people are in command of the Xia army and guarding the borders, and what relationship these people share with His Majesty?"

"As two old friends who probably haven't seen much of each other, isn't it permissible to sit together and have a chat?" Tuoba Tao smiled again.

The man was wearing a long-hemmed windbreaker, khaki trousers, a black leather messenger bag slung across his shoulder, and a popular duckbill cap.

Fortunately, Linglong had the foresight to make me plug in the USB flash drive and track the location using her computer.

"This armor is not bad, Yun'er, hurry up and put it on to see how it looks." Even the icy expression on Yeying's face was beginning to crack.

Zhenhan led her to the classroom. When she arrived, everyone was already waiting there, and classmate Guo Zili sat alone in a far corner, keeping a wide distance from them.

She was simply thinking that if she were Lin Xiu upon hearing those remarks, she might very well spit a mouthful of aged blood right onto Yun Sang's face.

Gently stroking Sun Shangxiang's forehead, she brushed her disheveled hair aside before finally rising from the daybed. Having gone to sleep early last night, he found himself unable to sleep at this hour, and thus had risen unusually early.

"How... did he put it?" Xiang Yu did not fly into a rage as he usually did, but instead gazed quietly at Xiao Gongjiao, which exceeded everyone's expectations.