Volume 1, Chapter 49: Striking the Evil Entity, or Striking Her?-Depois de Romper com os Parentes e o Amor, Toda a Família dos Vilões se Arrepende Profundamente(Um pudim)

"Third Brother, are you sure this is reliable?"

The two stopped outside Wanyue Courtyard, hesitating whether they should go in.

"Second Brother, trust me, it is definitely reliable. Besides, we aren't doing anything drastic; we're just going to feed Qin Wan this water mixed with quicklime and talisman ash, and then strike her seven times with a peach-wood sword. That will surely banish the evil spirit possessing her!"

Qin Yi's gaze was resolute. He was certain that Qin Wan had been possessed by an evil spirit; otherwise, how could she have given away the concentric knot she once cherished so dearly?

Qin Lang hesitated, but then he thought of Su Yan'er, who was still refusing to eat.

Although they had forcefully fed her a little thin gruel at noon, she hadn't touched a single drop of water since then.

If this were really...

"Third Brother, are you sure this is reliable?"

The two stopped outside Wanyue Courtyard, hesitating whether they should go in.

Qin Yi's gaze was resolute. He was certain that Qin Wan had been possessed by an evil spirit; otherwise, how could she have given away the concentric knot she once cherished so dearly?

Qin Lang hesitated, but then he thought of Su Yan'er, who was still refusing to eat.

Although they had forcefully fed her a little thin gruel at noon, she hadn't touched a single drop of water since then.

If this were really...

"Third Brother, are you sure this is reliable?"

The two stopped outside Wanyue Courtyard, hesitating whether they should go in.

Qin Yi's gaze was resolute. He was certain that Qin Wan had been possessed by an evil spirit; otherwise, how could she have given away the concentric knot she once cherished so dearly?

Qin Lang hesitated, but then he thought of Su Yan'er, who was still refusing to eat.

Although they had forcefully fed her a little thin gruel at noon, she hadn't touched a single drop of water since then.

If this were really...

Stepping inside, I saw Chi Hanyu sitting in a high place, playing with her hair hairpin by herself, seemingly completely unaware of my existence.

Immediately afterward, she also dragged over the bewildered Dugu Bo and Niu Gao, subjecting the two of them to a thorough inspection and handling.

Seeing this, Su Miaojing thought to herself, if he wants to cry, let him cry! Seeing him look as if he were about to weep, she coaxed him with a full face of smiles, "Don't, don't cry, I... no, Mother will sing another song for you." She was simply the epitome of tragedy; since when did she have such a big son? Someone shook his head helplessly.

Meanwhile, the once infinitely glorious Regent was being betrayed by more and more officials, making his head ache with anger.

Hearing Chi Ting explain it this way, and observing Chi Ting's look of utter contempt toward that Yuan Jun, Hu Jingzong's anger finally dissipated somewhat.

Yang Xu's strategy was to first ambush the able-bodied men of Huozhou and then deal with the government soldiers of Pingyang. According to the plan, Yang Xu advanced twenty li ahead of the stronghold to select a high, densely wooded position with a commanding view. With one hundred and fifty men—one hundred armed with muskets, fifty with sabers for the final charge—and fifty left behind to guard the base.

Su Miaojing did not speak. She neither said she believed it nor that she didn't, because everything would have to wait until the future to be certain.

She truly lacked any self-awareness of being a "homeless person." Clearly, at a time like this, having food to eat and a place to stay should make one immensely grateful.

An old man with a white beard descended from the sky at about three times the speed of sound, striking directly at the location of that shadow.

Meng Yao was equally taken aback. If anyone had told her before this that she and Ye Xi had become friends, she wouldn't have believed it even if beaten to death. Yet today, the two of them had genuinely become kindred spirits who appreciated each other.

Before long, the servant-dressed skin-ghost returned, carrying a paper figurine it had just bought from a banquet shop.

Perhaps in front of people of roughly his own caliber, Wang Ye would put on airs and put up a front.

Never had he expected that the young man would suddenly look up and bite Lu Chuan's mother. At that time, Lu Chuan's father had no class during the last period, so he was waiting in the hallway outside his wife's classroom for her to finish so they could go home together, just like usual.

A graduate of a world-renowned university, she had entered the family business early on, working successively in two core conglomerates for nearly twenty years and making a substantial contribution to their development.

Having previously listened to Liu Junzhi's words, the Dowager had thought Wang Jiulan harbored ulterior motives and disliked her. However, seeing her come every day to keep her company and showing genuine affection for her grandson over the past few days, her attitude had changed drastically.

She specifically paid extra for shipping to have all her ordered supplies delivered to this villa before noon.

However, at that moment, two bloody hands reached in through the car window, nearly piercing Guan Zexiao's neck.

This matter involved two armies, and the commanders on both sides were shifting the blame onto each other. Since reconciliation was impossible, the only option was to ask the Grand General to step in.

A pungent, scorched odor instantly wafted over, successfully deterring the mutated bats and keeping them from daring to approach Tang Yun and the others rashly.

The old fox had attended banquets many times, and there were quite a few spirits in Yinshan who were acquainted with him; going there would not result in being ostracized.

The members of the Star Moon Gang were already accustomed to this crisp and decisive style of operation, so upon receiving their mission orders, they exited the virtual meeting room and set to work on their respective assignments.

Having not seen him for just over a month, his father appeared noticeably much thinner, his face full of wrinkles under the flickering firelight.

Wu Su on the city gate tower felt a heavy heart, while Jia Yuncheng outside the city walls was calculating the positions of the two armies.

Which of them didn't know this logic? Yet among them all, only Guo Jia could act so casually. This had nothing to do with trust, but rather stemmed from his personality.

The people on the shore had long since dispersed, and even those Imperial Iron Guards who claimed to be the guardian war gods of Peaceful Chang'an had fled in a panic. Remaining were only Qin Song and the others, who had been rescued by Lin Ziyun, along with Zhao Qin, who was bold, fearless, and had shared a midnight acquaintance with Lin Ziyun.

The Black Mountain Old Demon was extremely confident. He held a paranoid trust in the Sun Wukong before him. This time, he believed the world would undergo a massive transformation, and the name Sun Wukong would surely resound throughout the universe.

When the news reached Jinyang, the plea for peace from the Xianbei swept through like a hurricane. The people of Bingzhou were boiling with excitement, walking the streets in jubilation and shouting endlessly.

As he uttered these words, Lu Bu's smiling eyes flashed with a sharp, piercing edge. Although Li Shimin's proclamation as king was a desperate gamble, it was undeniably a provocation against him.

The family separated at the palace gates. Li Shuqi and Nan Sang took the children to the residential quarters—commonly known as the inner palace—while Chen You headed to the Tongming Hall.

As it turned out, after exchanging a few words, the security personnel didn't notice anything amiss and allowed him to leave.

Clearly, just a few days ago, they had acted as if they would never cross paths again; what was this supposed to be now? And that baffling kiss—Song Xi's mind was in utter chaos.

With a charming and alluring smile, Xie Lin'er waved her hand once more, and another item was brought out—a medicinal herb.

Zhan Junyi truly didn't know what else to say. Did this snot-nosed girl have zero sense of crisis? Her love rival had already come looking for her, yet she was still acting so friendly toward her—Xiao Yi, had your brain fried?

Yuan Qingyue wore a look of yearning. That phrase—changing destiny and turning the impossible into the possible—had touched her heart. Her greatest regret in life was lacking affinity talent, making it impossible for her to become a true alchemist. If the Affinity Palace could grant her affinity talent, that would simply be wonderful.

Ming Mo was mesmerized by Lan Ruoqing's appearance, staring straight at her and blurting out blankly.

Even so, they still couldn't journey with peace of mind. They had dispatched people to search in the direction from which Crimson Blood had come, checking her current movements.

However, Ye Feng also knew that mystic realm resources were limited, and it was entirely normal for the four great families to do this. Much like several other mystic realms in Northern Jin, news of their openings was invariably concealed by the local authorities.

"Nonsense! How dare you slander Elder Zhiying of our Fahua Temple!" Cheng Zeng waved his arm, leaped up fiercely, and swung his arm toward Wu Ziyu, raising a whistling wind.

The proprietress was too frightened to show her face, so no one brought them bowls and chopsticks. Naturally, Zhu Yuan wouldn't bother fetching them for Old Man Hu, so he and Ji Qingqing ate with great relish.

However, being able to release these two types of demonic Qi didn't mean one was demonized; it was merely the simplest manifestation of releasing demonic Qi. Aside from catching an opponent off guard or acting pretentious as it did now, it was utterly useless.