Chapter 61: Piercing Mu Ziye's Secret

From Jiang Wuyang’s perspective, a man and a woman appeared to be standing beneath the tree.

The girl had her back turned to her, while the man’s face was blocked by the tree, making it impossible to see his features.

Jiang Wuyang stood in place, pondering for two seconds. She could not recall whose voice it was, yet it felt intensely familiar.

Just as she thought of letting it go and simply walking away, a voice suddenly drifted into her ears.

"A-Ye, please don't break up with me, don't you like me..."

Chen Xuan only felt a suffocating oppression in his chest, the blood in his body surging tumultuously. Waves of discomfort made his complexion change completely.

Suddenly, Han Xin pulled a smoke bomb—given to him previously by Qin Shuang—from his chest area and threw it onto the ground. Thick smoke instantly billowed up, causing the guards to cough incessantly.

When Chen Xuan drove Yin Zhimo to the school gates, Yin Zhimo asked him to pull over so she could get out right there.

Little did he know that shortly after he left, Yun Xi, who had previously vanished, reappeared right where she was. She was holding a long zither crafted from black wood, her light ink-colored eyes flickering slightly as they watched the direction of his departure.

"Master perished together with that Great Ice Civet Beast. To protect me, Senior Brother Li also contracted the cold poison of a Level Four Ice Civet Beast. In the end, although Senior Brother Li and I finally managed to escape by a stroke of luck, we encountered enemies halfway."

"A-Yuan, didn't you go to fetch Aunt Yan? She is currently carrying the bloodline of my Mo residence, so we must be careful in all matters," Madam Mo asked, recovering her senses and realizing that Mo Yuan had returned alone without Shangguan Yan.

Second Emperor of Qin looked disheveled and battered as he climbed up, patting the dust off his body with a wretched expression, panting heavily.

"How did you know it was Mo'er who did this?" In truth, Feng Xie knew, but he still asked anyway.

Her movements were leisurely yet elegant. Pausing slightly, she lifted her gaze, her long eyelashes veering over the shimmering light deep within her eyes.

"Finished reading!" Fourth son of the Su family respectfully placed the confidential letter with both hands onto the desk before Su Si.

The deafening sound erupted like a bolt from the blue, blasting yet another massive crater in the center of the battlefield. Swirling within it were continuously rampaging sword qi and flames, making it impossible to tell friend from foe.

With the flourishing of the internet and the explosion of self-media, this group of local tyrants in Hengdian had provided the lords and masters in the audience with plenty of first-hand entertainment news.

Because of that incident today, half of the pork hadn't been sold, which was why she ended up braising a whole big pot of it.

Just as Chu Yan prepared to fly away on his sword, he found that the spiritual power within his Dantian was somewhat sluggish and heavily blocked, causing his heart to sink instantly.

"If it weren't a difficult problem, how would I have handed it to you?" Mu Xuanye finished speaking and returned to his seat, pouring himself a drink unconcernedly.

The artillerymen not far away also began reloading their shells. During the lull when the cannons temporarily ceased fire, the enemy even ignited a large number of "One-Hive" clustered rocket arrows.

The Allied Conclave had not yet unlocked the two crucial tech trees of Source Crystals and Magitech Apparatuses, leaving Alastor with no choice but to use the clumsy method of channeling energy through artificial magic arrays. Accumulated over the years, it might take decades of recharging to perform a single conversion.

No one could ever be sure whether someone was aiming a rifle at them from dozens of kilometers away while they were driving their usual routes, ready at any moment to perform a standard craniotomy on them.

In truth, whether she responded or not didn't really matter; someone had already dug up the fact that Yang Tutu couldn't afford her schooling back in the day.

It could be said that if Chen Jieyun hadn't run into such a freakish anomaly as Yang Tutu, she would definitely have been the ultimate winner of the group formation. Unfortunately, people are sometimes just that unlucky, and her actual level of attention simply wasn't as high as Yang Tutu's.

Li Xiangru frequently played the zither in public, drawing endless praise from everyone. Xie Yunxi, however, would never dare to compose poetry or paintings in public. Comparing the two, she fell short.

Chu Chen struck out with a single punch, and before Murong Longcheng could even be shoved back toward him, a burst of internal energy pierced directly through Murong Longcheng’s chest and vital points, killing him on the spot.