Volume 1, Chapter 66: It Was Sister-in-Law Who Interfered, Wasn't It?

Cheng Wenbo was filled with confusion. Seeing Chu Yao remain silent, he pressed on, "To be honest with you, sister-in-law, I once fell in love with your cousin, Miss Du, at first sight. From your perspective, wouldn't this be making ties even closer? Why would you not want your cousin to come and keep you company at the Marquis's Mansion?"

Chu Yao looked up in astonishment, never expecting him to dare voice such thoughts aloud! Seeing the smile playing at the corners of his opponent's lips, while his eyes stared coldly at her as if awaiting her reply.

Judging by her own case, she felt that familial affection and emotional bonds were paramount, and money was enough so long as it covered her living expenses. Besides, even without winning that grand prize in America, the money she earned as a physiognomist was far higher than that of ordinary families; she was in no shortage of money.

The mercenary group dispatched by the Hurricane Syndicate would probably arrive in the capital by tomorrow! Once the manpower was in place, he would immediately set off for the Mu residence.

Under the bright sunshine, the heavenly pool on the cliff, reflecting shimmering glimmers, resembled a glowing gemstone.

Hearing Bai Bing say she missed him, Tang Jin immediately became overwhelmed with surging emotions. He gently pushed Bai Bing away slightly, then leaned down and kissed her.

The flames of this Flaming Mountain raged fiercely, elevating the temperature of Yan City to an unprecedented high. Fortunately, everyone present was a cultivator capable of resisting such heat, so they had grown somewhat accustomed to life in Yan City.

Imperial Physician Zhou looked over to see the Heir of the Prince Li's Estate walking in under the sunlight, dressed in magnificent brocade robes. He stood tall like jade, bearing an extraordinary and imposing manner. A purple-gold mask gleamed dazzlingly in the sun, and his deep gaze carried a hint of rage, resembling a towering giant wave sweeping in from afar.

Within mere days, the previously tranquil wilderness of the Southern Frontier began to gather many unfamiliar faces. Countless public and hidden factions were probing, both overtly and covertly, to figure out what had actually happened.

Little did they know that Bo Jiu had never intended to fight them. Casting a freezing skill, she hugged the wall and sprinted through the brush, bypassed the assassin, and headed straight back to the tower.

"This is a treasure at the bottom of my box, I beseech the Daoist Master to take a look," the old man said with a heart-pained expression.

Judging merely by the movement of him taking the jade pendant from her body just now, this fellow was far from a simple character.

"Cough, cough!" The bearded man was grabbed by the neck by Zhang Tai-xu. Instantly, his pale face turned beet red, and he began to cough desperately.

Entering the tent, Bei Mo Jing gently placed Mo Wanli onto the soft couch, and then said to his subordinates, "Bring the accompanying physician here." Afterwards, he directed his gaze toward the wounds on Mo Wanli's body.

"Receive three strikes from you? Even if it were a hundred strikes, I would take them all the same," Feng Shaoming said with a faint smile.

An army of six hundred thousand pressed upon the border, having silently crossed the Red River and seized the dockyards. It was already a general trend that the Chen Pass had fallen.

The two armies slaughtered each other; corpses piled up like mountains everywhere in Nanzhao City, and the reek of blood assaulted the senses, resembling a living hell.

"That's right, you're quite right. Talent like Lin Feng must never be allowed to slip away." A flash of brilliant light crossed the Wind and Rain Emperor's eyes, and he stood up to leave. Behind him, a shadowy figure emerged and followed closely.

However, his right arm was still bound in gauze. According to the medical officer Tai Bai, it would take another two days before the bandages could be removed.

Lei Yunting knew that rushing up at this moment was tantamount to seeking death, so he could not simply charge ahead blindly. Fortunately, however, Lei Yunting had already made preparations.

At that moment, tens of thousands of cosmic warships flew out of the Claire Planet, heading straight for Nangong Ren's fleet. Nangong Ren's lips curled into a smile; his side had long since formed formations waiting. Now, they were just waiting for the enemy to walk into the trap, like catching turtles in a jar.

Her pupils constricted as her gaze fell upon the bare back of the man. It was a black skeleton tattoo, complete with two upturned white mustaches, forming a stark contrast with the black skeleton design.

Long Yanhua watched from the side. To her slight surprise, even though the other party was bound by an unknown ghostly aura, they showed no trace of panic and spoke with such calm, as if they truly had not deliberately ambushed them beforehand.