Chapter 89: Fated in the Dark-With a Dimensional Chat Group in Hand, the Doomed Side Character Soars to Immortality(Ephemeral clouds and fleeting winds, like the tinkling of wind chimes in passing moments.)

It was time for another breakthrough.

Cloud Dawn muttered under her breath, then drew the spirit herb from the jade token space as fast as she could. She did not want to attract too much attention, so she could not allow the spiritual energy within the stronghold to fluctuate too violently. She could only rely on the herb to supply her with spiritual power.

The spirit herb trembled its leaves and, while channeling energy into Cloud Dawn, sent a thought: "That was far too close. I thought you would not make it, and I was already preparing to sacrifice myself..."

The marquis said, "Very well. Since that is settled, we will take our leave first." Then he glanced at Lee Bright and said, "Let us go. From now on, we will no longer concern ourselves with their affairs." Lee Bright nodded and followed him as they flew away together.

Even the surging waves that were about to crash forth came to a dead halt. The world fell into stillness; not a sound remained.

Qu Bai Mountain turned his unsteady body around, his pale face full of disbelief as he stared at the giant boulder that had rolled down.

Eunuch supervisors and military overseers were most famous in the Han and Tang dynasties, but they were also numerous in the Song era, and Tong Guan was one of the outstanding figures among them.

Immediately after, one thunderous roar after another rang out. The charging silver-horned savage bulls seemed to have plunged into a mountain of cotton. Apart from the great crash when they first struck the sea of vines, only the occasional crack of splintering tendrils could be heard.

Several warriors nearby had already drawn their bows and arrows, and Chen Guang was gripping his steel spear, ready to strike at any moment.

During that period, Dream Jade was always at home. That night, she was asleep when she suddenly heard voices speaking outside. She came down the stairs from upstairs.

"Does Han Wei not tolerate us mother and son?!" As the Princess of Hongnong, Lady Tang was no stranger to storms and upheavals, and she immediately sensed the truth.

"Jingyan, do you know why I came to see you today?" Fu Bi set down his teacup and spoke first.

If Jiang De had looked into it further, he would have learned that Taihu Lake had not only frozen solid the previous year, but had frozen so thoroughly that carts could be driven across the ice, and every tangerine tree on Dongting Mountain in the lake had died of frost. Such a thing would be unimaginable in later ages.

Before the spirit maiden had even finished speaking, there was a soft thud, and the phoenix had already pitched headfirst to the ground. Its claws, pointed upward, still twitched convulsively now and then.

Not for any other reason, but for the tears shimmering in her eyes, and for the ruins hidden beneath her strength.

Chen Wei knew how to drive, so Lin Jinhong simply let him take the wheel. It spared him the trouble of giving directions. He went to the back seat and half closed his eyes to rest. A wave of fragrance drifted past him, and he did not need to think to know that Huang Ting had also moved from the front passenger seat to the back.

Xi Xiangdong's tone remained placid, and he no longer even cared to argue with his father. Perhaps his heart had already gone cold long ago.

"Then rest well..." Suo Wei gently touched Dian Han's head and looked at her with deep pity before stepping out the door, glancing back again and again with every few steps.

"Someone's calling you." She looked up at him, wanting to turn back but not daring to. Since he was ignoring it, there must be a reason.

The air was thick with the pungent stench of evaporating gasoline, and sparks were still flickering from the wrecked engine. An explosion was only a matter of time.

Bang! The door was slammed shut with such force that the whole vast office seemed to burst with the sound.

How many times had she, the great killer Suo, after living this long and even becoming a person twice over, ever spoken a word like thank you?

This sudden silence delighted Linlang and Lingdang. They thought their young master must have finally understood and decided to stop making a scene. But the spirit maiden's thoughts were precisely the opposite.

Because all the grain at home had long been eaten up, and lately every meal had been nothing but hamburgers and cola, Artoria had not been in a very good mood these days.

It was broad daylight, yet he wore a mask and night clothes, with such a strong smell of blood on him. He could not possibly be a good person.

There was no sign outside of Gale Tech, only a plain door plate bearing the number 3-7. He could not help taking out his phone again to check that he had not gone to the wrong place, then sent a brief message.