Could This Rabbit Be an Idiot?

What on earth is going on here? Zuo Junlin was filled with doubts. Prime Minister Liu met with him and spoke a bunch of strange words, and then a sudden tragedy struck Elder Zheng's household at this exact time. Could all of this be a coincidence?

Regardless of whether Xu Chu and Dian Wei were in the courtyard or not, Liu Tianhao shouted out casually just in case they were around, never expecting that the moment his voice trailed off, a group of people would rush out from the main gate. Who else could it be if not Xu Chu, Dian Wei, and the others?

Gu Tingshen pulled over a chair, crossed his long legs casually, and sat down in front of her. His gaze was deep and brooding, and it was impossible to tell what he was thinking.

"Would you say this counts as Consort Jing plotting against Noble Lady Li today? Those two won't be able to get along peacefully after this," Peilan remarked.

"Put away those seductive tricks of yours and save them for who? The Emperor is not here. Since you had the audacity to crash into me, kneel right here for two hours," Consort Cao sneered.

"Ha! Excellent, we can finally equip artillery and muskets!" Converting the cavalry back to infantry was Wu Li's proposal; he had discovered that with the rise of firearm-equipped troops, cavalry was beginning to regress into a second-rate force.

"This year is still within the mourning period, so you'll have to endure a somewhat subdued birthday. We can celebrate it properly in a few years," Qi Yixiao said with a smile.

Hongxiu, weeping bitterly and sorrowfully, buried her face straight into the old matriarch's lap, her heart trembling with bitter hatred.

"I'm here. I'm listening. What do you want us to do? We are currently preparing to board the plane back to Maclean," Peter said.

It seemed that choosing the blessing was merely a matter of heritage. Right now, Chishui could be considered to have obtained half of the inheritance; as soon as she advanced to the eighth rank, she would attain a physical form like that of the Golden Sacred Dragon statue.

"Auntie, if only I were like you," Du Qing'er said, growing sentimental as she spoke.

"You! Damn you!" Wang Hao let out an angry roar, his sword—infused with seventy percent of his power—slashing fiercely toward her delicate neck.

Grandpa chased the second-eldest brother all around the courtyard holding his shoe in his hand," shouted Su Yuzhuang as he ran and fought from afar.

Intermingled with the power of the God of Unease, the residual force of the Blood Demon was contained within it. Once struck by it, one would also suffer damage from erosion.

Wielding the Heavenly Escape Pure Yang Sword, he patrolled a full circle around the outer seas of Aolai Country. There were quite a few islands brimming with spiritual energy, and a few could even be considered earthly paradises or grotto-heavens, but the monkey truly didn't see many living souls.

Peng Renlong, who had always been high-spirited and full of vigor no matter the occasion, had lost his composure this time as well. He hadn't managed to reap many benefits upon entering the mystic realm, only to run into this monster. You have to ask yourself, could his state of mind possibly not collapse?

Ill to the point of delirium, running a high fever, with consciousness and rationality all blurring away—only then could one fail to distinguish reality from dreams, or tell the present apart from the past.

Beneath the starry sky, the sound of digging echoed incessantly from within the mining cave, while Zhang Qing outside the cave cupped his fists respectfully to report.

The others similarly felt a wave of weakness, as if they had stepped into some kind of sealed domain where the use of power within their bodies was restricted.

The news of Zhang Qing's failure to breakthrough spread out, and most of his fellow disciples only sighed inwardly. Who knows how many people never even get such a chance of a breakthrough in their entire lives?

Perhaps she was simply feeling fortunate for a man like Mo Lingtian. With assistants like these, no matter what kind of trouble he encountered, whether in sorrow or grief, they accompanied Mo Lingtian unwaveringly and never left his side.

However, the outcome could well be imagined. Consequently, quite a few young men in Dongsheng City were scared nearly out of their wits, thinking to themselves that they had actually harbored crooked thoughts toward such a supreme deity, and thankfully they hadn't put them into action.

Immediately upon seeing this spectacle, the Taoist priests surrounding them shrieked in sudden shock. Then, unable to help themselves, those individuals leaped up simultaneously and scattered in all directions to flee.

Still, regardless of everything, the rebel leader had already soared into the air at that moment, thrusting his sword forward with all his might. This left Liang Hong with no time to overthink, because he knew that Li Yuanting's cultivation realm was higher than his own. Therefore, if he failed to respond with utmost seriousness at this juncture, he might genuinely fall victim to her schemes.

It had been long since the beginning of spring, and since this place was a low-lying basin, the temperatures were much higher. Coupled with the absence of heavy industrial pollution and the pristine, fresh air, the entire environment was so wonderfully comfortable that literally every single pore seemed to be letting out a soft sigh of pleasure.

And as for this Ancient God Relic, it was the domain of ancient gods; if any fierce beast or the like were to casually pop up inside, it would certainly give Chu Yi a handful of trouble to deal with.

When Chu Yi heard from the drunkard that the other piece of the Heaven-Sealing Ancient Jade was in Southern Ridge and had already been acquired by someone else, he was instantly startled.

"Aosai City—everyone says the people in this town are monstrously evil and specialize in doing all sorts of wicked deeds. So be it! Since neither Southern Ridge nor the Eastern Domain will make a move against you, let me eradicate you today!" A flash of light crossed Chu Yi's hand, and instantly, that long saber appeared within his grasp.

With those words, Chen Yi grabbed the box and gave it a gentle squeeze. With a crisp snap, the few porcelain jars inside were crushed into powder, and the medicinal ointments and herbal powders drifted and scattered all over the ground.

"A cliff..." Moyan Hanfei raised an eyebrow, instantly grasping the other party's intention. They wanted to force him off the cliff because he couldn't see; while being pursued, he would inevitably be driven toward the edge of the cliff. If he fell off, no matter how formidable his martial arts were, survival would be impossible.

When Mo Zhifei stumbled into his gaze, he suddenly realized that he was extremely close to Tang Xin's face, separated by what felt like a mere fraction of an inch.

On this side, after distributing several envelopes to his subordinates, Ye Chen uniquely kept Qing竹's envelope to himself. Fifty kilograms of cargo was by no means a small amount, and if anything were to go wrong, his position would become unstable. Therefore, he decided to make the trip personally, especially since he also wanted to see this contact of Qing竹 for himself.