Volume 1, Chapter 60: Grade One Demonic Beast, Blood Cocoon Silkworm!

Hold on, Brother Chen, I am coming to your aid!

Seeing that the situation was turning unfavorable, Huo Xing led a hundred martial artists from the Lord's Mansion into the fray.

Meanwhile, the martial artists behind Ye Cheng, seeing Chen Du in peril, also launched a frenzy of attacks.

In an instant, more than a hundred people converged into a chaotic battle against Ye Cheng.

They were all elite martial masters with extensive combat experience.

Since Ye Cheng's physical body was impervious to direct attacks, they shifted their strategy to target his vulnerable points such as his eyes, throat, and groin.

Kublai Khan was well aware of the consequences of attending the Kurultai and decisively refused the summons. In March 1260, supported by a faction of Mongol princes and Han bureaucratic literati from the Central Plains, Kublai Khan officially ascended the throne of the Great Khan in Kaiping, adopting for the first time the reign title of a Han dynasty—the Zhongtong era.

The process of fusing the divine sparks had concluded just a day ago. Yao Bo and Feng Yimo were sitting on the ground, quietly channeling their internal energy to facilitate the integration of Feng Luohyu and Ran Luoxue with the divine sparks. Ye Luoqing had already regained consciousness, sitting to one side, looking at Rahu and the young man beside him with a somewhat complicated expression.

"Alright, I was merely teasing you. Let's go, I will take you out for a late-night snack," Yan Zhuolang said, taking the initiative to hold Bai Xiaoshu's hand as his expression and tone softened considerably.

Cui Ao merely looked on coldly, his gaze resembling that of someone observing a few desperate, futilely struggling grasshoppers.

Huo Beixiao put down the newspaper in his hand; this was the true value of Yu An'nan—a tool he used to monitor the Huo family.

"Still have something to say?" He glanced at her hesitant and conflicted expression, a rare trace of playfulness flashing across his handsome and cold face.

Xingyue let out a cold snort. A huge pale white ripple stirred within the turbulent sea of clouds. Following that, a vast expanse of crimson mist drifted over from somewhere, feeling as scorching as blazing fire.

Inside the Eastern Capital, everything was stained with blood. Within the former imperial palace, Vanguard Commander Yi Nuyan sat leisurely upon the Emperor's throne, playfully twirling a katana exclusively reserved for the imperial family.

A light peck transformed into a deep, probing kiss. An Ruoxue struggled desperately, but her wrists were pinned down on either side of her ears by his grip. As she tilted her head back to evade him, he pursued her neck, biting and gnawing mercilessly at her collarbone.

Little Black was so anxious he could not sit still, staring intently at the surveillance monitor, yet Jiang Cheng Jiang Chengce simply refused to answer his calls, continuing to pummel the escaped convict to death.

It was bad enough that this vessel was useless, but what infuriated Ye Chen the most was that in his youth, this body had focused too obsessively on physical conditioning, which impaired his reproductive capabilities. After turning thirty, he had never been able to consummate a marriage.

Even though Tang Yong had witnessed his younger sister Fang Lingyan's stubborn self-will in his past life, he never expected that she would be so wild in her youth. Such an overtly suggestive phrase as "original and genuine" rolled right off her tongue, leaving him completely at a loss for how to respond.

Nor was she a saint; the only reason she offered them substantial help in such dire circumstances was that she happened to encounter them and lent a helping hand. It could hardly be called great benevolence, nor did she expect any so-called reward in return.

If these were the circumstances, the protective suits could save his parents' lives, so Tang Yong was willing to risk exposure.

Leng Yuhan said nothing, looking down at Lin Haohao from a towering height. After pausing for a few seconds, he leaned down, pressing closer and closer to Lin Haohao inch by inch.

In this film, Qin Jingyun and Long Lingdang were merely making cameo appearances. The protagonist Bao Shihong waited by a BMW for a contact, while Qin Jingyun mistakenly assumed the other party was peeping. After one ineffective warning, just as Qin Jingyun was about to open the car door a second time to teach Bao Shihong a lesson, Brother Dao sped past on a motorcycle and ultimately met his demise.

This was solely because Twilight and the others had given strict instructions during the casting process that no one except Li Lan was allowed to approach.

The elevator stopped on the ninth floor, and Qin Jingyun walked straight into a suite. It was a two-room suite, a mid-tier accommodation in the hotel. Qin Jingyun chose to stay here because the room featured a spacious living room where the film crew could usually gather to discuss shooting arrangements.