Volume 1, Chapter 45: There's Always Trouble to Be Found

As he spoke, Song Shikai's gaze darted back and forth between the fully diving "Tiger Fang" warship and the location of Assailun on the ground. Even though the distance was so short, Song Shikai's heart was already in his throat.

Having had no contact for two years, receiving Han Meimei's wedding invitation so suddenly today still gave Xi Ze a sharp, needle-like pain in his heart. He hadn't felt this heartbroken even when he failed to get into the officer's academy.

I asked her how long it would take, and she said three to five days, maybe even longer! I was completely speechless. To take this long just to dismantle a formation array, and she calls herself a Taoist successor? She is not even as good as Wu Fei, a Taoist priest from Mount Mao. It seems I overestimated her.

Lin Yue safely handed over the matter of smelting iron ore to Zhao Minghui to handle. What he was busy with now was setting up various grassroots officials within Yuan City.

"The Cold Palace is too desolate; you should just bring her out. No matter what, this concubine's rank is higher than hers, I am not afraid of her." Noble Consort Shu raised her eyebrows, wearing an expression of spoiled innocence.

However, Lin Tian did not worry too much. After all, Wunian could only send Liu Quan away; once Liu Quan was out, he couldn't change anything. Liu Quan come to fight me? Does he even have that kind of strength?

Fang Yan, trapped inside the tree, wore a solemn expression. Although he didn't know what kind of cultivation technique the white-robed youth was using, he knew that if this primordial energy were to land on Fang Tingting, she definitely wouldn't be able to withstand it.

Zhao Yuanrong stared at the door in a daze, while Lin Xi waited silently. Her tear-stained eyes gradually shifted toward him, and finally, with a wail, she threw herself into his arms and burst into loud sobs.

Tao Xian shuddered, a chill striking his heart. This demand was something he could never agree to. Yet judging by Su Changqing's expression, it was clearly not a bluff—he genuinely thought that way.

This voice kept assaulting Poppy, making her feel deeply uncomfortable, causing her to close her eyes. Seeing that she remained still for a long time and had closed her eyes, Nangong Mo assumed she was asking him to kiss her, so he leaned down and kissed her alluring, crimson lips.

Xie Jianglin's movements grew slower and slower. Fang Yan slashed horizontally with his saber, and taking advantage of the opponent's retreat, he launched a flying kick straight into the other's abdomen! Xie Jianglin stumbled back a few steps, nearly falling to the ground. His face was as pale as paper, and his single layer of clothing was soaked and plastered against his body—not with sweat, but with blood.

She wanted to wipe it clean for him, but couldn't bear the thought of soiling her own clothes. For a moment, she had no idea what to do.

Being able to walk this far with Guoran was already considered extremely fortunate. As for children, she had never even thought about it; it felt so distant.

Step by step, his plans were implemented, and finally, Consort Rou and Nangong Mo were brought down, while helping Nangong Yan seize the imperial throne. His mission was finally accomplished. Now, he could guard Consort Ling and watch her happy, smiling face. Everything was enough, and he had no regrets left.

He didn't know when it started, but the communication between the two of them had become very scarce, nothing like before.

The bustling market instantly turned into utter chaos. A figure shuttled incessantly among the horse hooves, punching and kicking amid a cloud of dust. Amidst screams, those young masters and vicious lackeys crashed to the ground one after another. Fang Yan had still shown restraint; otherwise, how could these arrogant youths have kept their lives?

After getting together with him, she began to fade many hatreds from her memory, learned to let go, and slowly began to bloom with a brilliant, dazzling smile once again. She also stopped caring about the hurt Guoran Haoqing had brought her, learning instead to completely ignore his existence.

Hao Yaoxiao had finally figured it out: the Old Madam of Duke Wei's Manor suffered from amnesia and had even forgotten her own grandson—her memory was worse than ordinary. Therefore, she had better not mention the venomous snake. If Xiao Yaojing asked her how she cured the poison, she couldn't just brush him off the way she did the old madam.

Consolation between friends has nothing to do with right and wrong, but when it comes to the truth and making a decisive judgment, anyone who believes the unilateral words of one party is a fool. Because that can never be the truth of the matter; it can only be considered a rant born from an argument.

Fortunately, it was only the liquid on top of the pot that exploded; if the pot itself had blown up, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

The door was opened, and Wang Jia stood on the threshold wearing a low-cut ultra-short nightgown, her face pale. The snowy expanse of her breasts swayed so much that I nearly had a nosebleed. I instantly had the urge to back out.

At this moment, the Ancient Demon General had long been battered by Lin Fan and the Fierce Soul Guardian, leaving it completely defenseless. After all, a single Fierce Soul Guardian was enough to deal with it, let alone with Lin Fan added to the mix. Handling this Ancient Demon General was already more than enough.

Due to the consecutive days of war, business at the Dragon Spear Tavern grew increasingly bleak. The tavern owner's chubby face was pulled long, weighed down by the dual psychological blow of poor business and the terror of the city's impending destruction. Amidst it all, he had almost forgotten to trim his tangled, overgrown beard.

Yet none of this brought me any pressure. I only felt the sensation of my body being battered by energy and on the verge of exploding growing stronger and stronger.

"Plop!" Jiang Zaiyuan plunged into the river holding the piece of wood, instantly kicking up several splashes of water. Lin Yiwan was startled by Jiang Zaiyuan's actions, and only when she reacted did she realize she had been played.

"Good!" Hearing this, Huafeng directly began to chant incantations. A light-type forbidden spell was entirely capable of casting a large-area resurrection spell, and the range of this resurrection spell could completely encompass everyone like the Undead Blood Fiends who had died and not yet resurrected.

Of course, there was another point: Thor had fought alongside me for a time, and I had absolute faith in someone's luck and miraculous encounters.

Huoer's eight eyes flashed consecutively, and red light suddenly appeared. Wherever it swept, the metal ground shattered one after another, and countless metal fragments flew toward us like sharp hidden weapons.

"Good." Grandma Xu had actually been waiting by the door for An Xia since eating lunch at noon. She was still thinking about what An Xia had told her that morning; her grandson having a bowel movement under An Xia's care was more effective than any doctor. She felt that An Xia must certainly know some medical skills.