Chapter 137

After his mood improved slightly, he answered the phone, and the person on the other end was his mother.

Such a brief conversation was truly absurd, making it sound as though the outside world was so perilous that Fox River Penitentiary was actually a safer place by comparison.

It slammed heavily into the commercial vehicle like a cannonball, the immense impact leaving a massive dent across a large portion of the car body.

The "Void Dragon Pearl" suddenly felt intensely annoyed, as if it had put forth an immense amount of force only for the punch to land squarely on a pile of cotton.

The power of a natal magical treasure is greater than that of ordinary treasures. They are typically refined by oneself, perfectly attuned to one's own cultivation method or spiritual roots. During the refinement process, vital blood is used as material, and upon completion, a spiritual consciousness imprint is left behind.

At the entrance of the club stood two heavily built security guards, responsible for stopping people and checking the identities of those entering.

Luo Qianhuan was startled. This was in broad daylight, right outside the majestic Weiyang Palace; if one were to resort to murder and violence here, it would truly be equivalent to being tired of living.

With a loud "bang," Shen Xi was knocked to the ground by a tentacle of the giant octopus. Immediately after, a burning pain struck her back, feeling as though it were about to scorch her internal organs.

Yet no one expected this person to be so savage, and for a moment, many began to harbor thoughts of fleeing.

As for Chi Yao breaking historical records, the reasons were twofold: first, he cleared consecutive levels with extremely short completion times; second, he rushed through the trial of the final layer at lightning speed.

Peach Blossom shook her head, leaning against Ah Jiu. "No, I want to wait for Young Master together." Her voice was soft and sweet, quite different from usual.

Now that someone was finally willing to talk to her, her arrogance gradually began to resurface.

The situation on the other end was not much better either. The outhouse was not far away, yet winding through the twists and turns was truly a torment, though fortunately, none of these things mattered anymore.

"This matter is a long story; we can talk about it slowly if there's an opportunity in the future." Jiuzhu still did not understand why Tang Ye had suddenly acted in that somewhat abnormal manner.

Before the new year arrived, Gao Huaiyuan once again placed the issue of Li Quan onto the list of matters that required immediate resolution, and during the morning court session, he proposed to Zhao Yun the launching of a punitive military campaign against Li Quan's army.

Yun Xiao helped her take off her coat and cut a slit in the T-shirt over her shoulder to expose the wound.

Although it was not explicitly stated, the implication pointed right at his nose, leaving Prince Mo without even the qualification to defend himself, murmuring for a long time without knowing how to retort.

The Crown Prince crossed the threshold right behind the eunuch, looking at that pure white figure surrounded by drifting clouds. A smile still lingered at the corners of Lianyi's lips, but how could he know that she was worried not only about her first meeting with the Emperor, but also about her right hand, which was almost completely immobile.

The Cihe Palace was plunged into an atmosphere of panic, while the Imperial Garden was much brighter and more cheerful. A theatrical stage had been set up, and a *huadan* actress was singing upon it, her melodious chanting pleasant to the ear.

Mo Youxun pulled the donkey to a stop and saw Ye Qingcheng suddenly spread her arms and jump down, taking the opportunity to wrap her arms around his neck.

Who on earth was Ni Xingyu? He had vanished as if into thin air; where on earth was he, and what was he up to?

The city garrison of Lidu launched an internal and external pincer attack, and the two sides clashed in a chaotic melee. Several top generals of Western Yue were also blinded by bloodlust, and seeing a heavy cavalry unit charge out from the opposite side, some immediately led their troops to meet them. The battle of Landu City, which was on the verge of concluding, stirred up ripples once more.

Clang! The sharp arrow was deflected by a long spear. However, Zhan Feng had not expected the arrow to pack such immense force; his arm vibrated, and the long spear dropped to the ground.

Allen thought back carefully over every detail Professor Stuborne had mentioned earlier, but failed to find anything out of the ordinary.

With a mixture of trepidation and excitement in her heart, Grandma Li accepted the half-million, all the more because the other party had come to her doorstep uninvited and stubbornly forced the money upon her.

Looking at Qian Datong's profound humility, Zhang Zhishan knew that not long ago, it was this very man who had delivered the cabinet filled with gold, silver, jewelry, jade, and bracelets. All these displays made Zhang Zhishan inwardly praise what a fine official this truly was—a fine official.

Standing nearby, Kongyu also hurriedly hurried over, then pressed her hand against Ye Lan's forehead. At that very moment, Linyin sensed that the ghost aura entangling Ye Lan began to slowly recede, and Ye Lan slowly opened her eyes.

At this thought, many people left the place with reddened eyes, scattering about to inspect other collectibles in hopes of striking a bargain just like Boss Du.

A section of the railing directly opposite Allen was missing. A few subtle sounds drifted over, sounding precisely like that section of railing striking the tower body.

Emperor Junchen did not even spare a single glance at the kneeling Netherworld messenger, walking straight past the kneeling group.

Counting to "eight," he first used one hand to pick up a Go piece and drop it into position, then used his other hand to draw the recurve bow at his waist, looking entirely ready to go out and slaughter someone.

Abruptly turning off the television, Yin Zi casually tossed the remote aside, turned her head to grab the phone on the bedside table, and immediately called Fu Zichen. Unsurprisingly, she still could not get through.

Chen Jin noticed that Song Zhihan was about to look at her and quickly lowered her eyes. She truly did not dare to look Song Zhihan straight in the eye, as she felt Song Zhihan's gaze carried too much lethality. The lethality of this gaze felt very familiar to her, yet she could not quite pinpoint where she had felt such familiarity before.

If she took the initiative to call him, she would easily end up being controlled by Duan Lan; it was far better to wait for Duan Lan's call.

He had assumed Xia Muyao would chase him away, but she did not. Saying only a soft "As you wish," she climbed onto the bed.