Volume 1, Chapter 58: Wager a Flask of Wine

Shen Ji currently had no place to detain those two individuals, so he directly led his men to escort them to the commandery prison.

Shen Ji did not subject the two to torture; he merely conducted a brief interrogation. Seeing that they refused to speak, he temporarily let the matter rest.

However, he also took the opportunity to visit Song Fanghuai and his son.

Song Fanghuai and his son were condemned to death.

However, the execution would not take place until after autumn.

The realm was divided into three parts, and each country favored different colors. The people of Chu revered Xuan, which was black, while Northern Qi favored crimson, and Southern Qi tended toward yellow. Consequently, imperial crowns leaned toward yellow. Yet, despite the differing colors across the three nations, the dragon robes all featured embroidered five-clawed golden dragons, a detail that remained largely consistent.

In the case of someone like Bai An, if his divine armor were to shatter, his next avatar would have no choice but to enter the fray completely naked.

This was also a test of sorts; only those with firm determination and courage could obtain the white wolf's stone egg. It was believed that they certainly would not disappoint the white wolf.

The vanguards of both sides engaged in a fierce and bloody slaughter. A storm was gathering, brewing a terrifying battle.

Although the flaming blade had not yet arrived, its scorching heat wave had already dyed Long Xing's face a brilliant crimson. And that fiery red wave seemed to share the exact same color as Long Xing's blood! Perhaps in the very next moment, blood of that exact same color would be reduced to nothingness within the flames! At that moment, Long Xing seemed to catch the scent of death.

Mo Feiqu did not hesitate either, directly initiating an unfinished breakthrough. Within a mere quarter of an hour, a powerful aura surged into the sky, drawing the attention of many nearby.

Because Wang Ruidong had to endure the onslaught of two distinct waves of pain, he lacked the mental capacity to control his Dao soul. As a result, the Fiend Scorpion Dao soul that had previously loomed over a certain student's head dissipated, and that student's eyes suffered temporary blindness from the sudden exposure to bright light.

Due to the Ottoman Empire's control over the Eastern Mediterranean, the primary victims were not those European kingdoms obsessed with power struggles.

Of course, when compared as a whole, Xu Chuyan, who was currently a popular singing star, was indeed much more physically attractive than Jiang Jingyi.

When Zhao Xian spoke those words, he looked thoroughly fierce and menacing. In truth, he was not joking; for Zhao Ling'er's safety, he genuinely would have people break her legs.

Li Bing did not know what he was feeling at the moment, but he suddenly felt his skin begin to prickle and itch. The lake water, which had seemed reasonably clear a moment ago, now felt filthier than a drainage ditch.

"Fine, fine, you are the Gutan Great God, are you happy now?" that soul transmission said in a tone of utter speechlessness.

Li Zuocha was not skilled in warfare. However, under the protection of dozens of elite cavalrymen, he too charged onto the battlefield. Witnessing the rivers of blood on the ground, even Li Zuocha's resilient heart, tempered by the brutal battles at Eagle Sorrow Stronghold, found it somewhat difficult to bear the shock.

Wang Hu and other spirit beasts stared at Lin Yang with wide eyes, eager to see if the Roaring Heaven Wolf's prediction would turn out to be accurate.

Heart of a Chasing Dream Foolish: Idiots! When have you ever seen our iceberg MM mingle here?

Hearing the strange words of the handsome man, Wu Hao, who was already feeling oppressed and uncomfortable all over, sensed that something was amiss. However, calming the restless anxiety in his heart, he immediately turned his head to look at the red-bearded elder who was also scrutinizing the surrounding scenery.

The testimony of the chef, Zhuangyong, contained nothing out of the ordinary. After finishing their meal and resting briefly, they began playing mahjong. The game continued until late at night when they dispersed. The five of them had taken turns playing in rotation, and nothing unusual had happened.

Thirteen fine steeds galloped along the official highway. The biting cold wind blowing against them made even the robust and sturdy Chen Sheng shiver uncontrollably.

Shajoi had been startled by Peacock and felt a trace of guilt in her heart, secretly blaming herself for not shouldering the responsibility and instead trying to frighten Duan Yue. In truth, the punitive laws regarding "illegal immigrants" who secretly sneaked into the Underworld were entirely real, but she had already discussed the matter with the captain and had already made alternative arrangements for Duan Yue.

Everyone turned their gazes collectively toward Zang Jingsheng. Even Leng Cangming, who had long since grown detached, was moved. After all, given the choice, who would willingly think of death when survival was possible?

Lin Nannuan had originally intended to step aside, but who would have anticipated that a hand would suddenly reach out from midway and knock Su Mei'mei sprawling to the ground. Looking closely, she saw that it was none other than Yuan'er. She had no idea what kind of day it was, but all of her competent maids seemed somewhat abnormal.

Xiao Zhe looked at Ji Anqi. Her face was clearly plastered with regret; unfortunately, regret came far too late now.

In the end, Lu Tangtang grew hoarse from explaining, so she simply turned off her phone's cellular network and connected directly to Wi-Fi to browse Weibo.

Lin Nannuan could not help offering a gentle smile to薛明睿 (Xue Mingrui), inadvertently revealing a pair of dimples.

Lin Nannuan was not short, and she had grown considerably over the past year, yet even so, she only reached Xue Mingrui's neck. Therefore, if Xue Mingrui raised his chin, Lin Nannuan would be completely unable to see his face.

Sugar figurines were inherently extremely fragile items. Once the sugar paste dried, it turned into hard candy, and the slightest excess of force would shatter it.

No matter what status the Qi family held in the capital, they would forever pale in comparison when placed before the Ji family.

Yun Chi's soul power jolted Liu Zimu awake, his scattered gaze slowly solidifying. The person before him, clad in a purple-patterned long robe fluttering in the dark night wind, was none other than the Yun Chi he had yearned for day and night.

"Do you intend to make a move against the Qi family?" Qi Xuyao asked. No matter how much resentment he held toward his father, he ultimately still did not wish to see the Qi family fall apart because of him.

At a time like this, it was hardly convenient for her to show her face. If she left this place to buy medicine outside, it would be all too easy to expose herself.

Even so, Shen Mingfei's legs still soaked in the greenish water for a few seconds. His flesh began to corrode, and the moment he scrambled ashore, he collapsed onto the ground, screaming in agony.

Lin Sheng thought to himself: Yoko Shimada was in her early thirties, wore black silk stockings and gold-rimmed glasses, worked as a teacher, and looked somewhat like the H-nation pop star Chae Yeon.

Having kept each other company for hundreds of years, the deep emotions and relationship forged between them were undoubtedly extraordinary.