Volume 1, Chapter 59: I'm scared...

"How could your belongings end up at my uncle's house?" Xu Mingxuan heard it clearly. His probing gaze shifted back and forth between Shen Qingqing and Mo Lingcheng.

"At the Mo residence," Shen Qingqing turned around and replied immediately.

Xu Mingxuan was momentarily stunned, followed by an expression of embarrassment.

The High Priest fell silent for a long time. He found it somewhat difficult to accept this outcome for the moment, yet there was truly no way to extract Yue Su from the body of the person before him.

Flashing rapidly through his mind were various images from the past three years of escaping and fighting in the Black Forest, and those awkward morning exercises performed every dawn with gloomy pain, following some unknowable trajectory.

"This matter was kept so well hidden that even the Empress only just found out. As for the Noble Consort... Heh, since even the Empress didn't know, how could the Noble Consort possibly know?" Yaohuang said with distinct implication.

After putting him on the bed, helping him take off his shoes, and pulling the blanket over him, she fetched a towel to wipe his face, all the while complaining, "Drinking so much alcohol and reeking of it everywhere, I really feel like throwing you out into the roadside garbage dump and leaving you to your own devices." Even though she kept complaining, she still wiped him completely clean.

She wanted to live; she had always searched very diligently for a way to let herself survive, never expecting that her persistence would be utilized by her master to become a dagger harming those closest to her.

Only Ye Chen knew that playing his trump card as a director too early had given those with ulterior motives an opportunity to be on their guard against him.

"You're ruthless enough to even hook up with Ling Xiyu!" Da Luo gave Chenlong a thumbs-up, forcing him to look at Chenlong with a whole new level of respect.

"Is this your 'and then'? Is this what you hesitated and wanted to say to me?" Yu Zichen asked in a hurried voice.

He hadn't eaten anything, and what he vomited up now was merely some acidic water and bitter bile. Yet he continued to retch incessantly, and the muffled sobs that came at the very end sounded as if he were turning his intestines inside out from vomiting, and equally like the aggrieved whimpers of a wounded pride.

Who would havely known that Yu'er would have a bit of a cough that night? Treating it as a formidable enemy, I summoned Shen Qi for a diagnosis, who prescribed a formula to brew medicine daily. After taking several doses, it finally improved somewhat. I had no mood to care about external matters, devoting myself entirely to caring for Yu'er. By the time Yu'er had fully recovered and stopped coughing, seven or eight days had already passed.

Passing through the Valley of Buried Passions, wisps of cooking smoke appeared ahead. What came into view were rows of various houses, and right in front of their doors was a vast expanse of farmland—a complete village scene.

Seeing Tang Yi walk toward the side wall of the main hall, I refused to lag behind and hurriedly pulled Lu Shuang to follow closely behind him toward the side wall.

This was only normal. I had thought she was a toppled giant tree; after the incident at Qingchan Temple, the Emperor already harbored deep reservations against her, and she would never have another chance to rise in this lifetime. Who could have expected her to make a comeback relying on Consort Wang Shun's child? How could this not incense people's hearts?

"Um, thank you! Fuluo likes you guys." Fuluo intensely disliked this man who kept staring at her chest area, but the special scent on Bai Bing's body made her feel very affectionate.

When those people exchanged messages with their eyes, Guo Lin had vaguely sensed that something was amiss. He instantly abandoned the initial idea of tossing the jade token given to him by his master to Jin Xianglu. As expected, they tried to block him. Heh heh, if he hadn't been quick-witted, he truly wouldn't have been able to reconnect with Jin Xianglu today.

Yes, yes, yes, he said in his heart, I will pamper you for a lifetime, holding your hand to grow old together. There is no Jasmine, no Siying, and no Shi Keyun; the only one in my life is Li Mengzhu. Whatever Situ Xiao failed to do for you, I will accomplish.

Guided by Fatty Feng, Liu Yunchang passed through a series of iron-barred doors and finally arrived inside an office. Liu Yunchang was very familiar with this office; the first time he entered this place, it was right here that he had arrived first.

Manager Wang took out another identical watch, removed the back cover, and waved it back and forth in front of the six applicants.

Seeing him come to find her out of breath and panting heavily, Situ Xiao was actually startled. Usually, it was he who went to see her whenever he had time, and she would never take the initiative to look for him unless there was an urgent matter. Mengzhu expressed her thoughts, and Situ Xiao felt it was indeed a way to turn the situation around, waiting only for the meeting to conclude before making arrangements.

Xia Xueqing stuck her head out the window, looking down at the pitch-black abyss below. Although she did not know which floor she was on, she could be certain that if she jumped down from here, death was an absolute certainty.

Amidst her gaze meeting Kusanagi Godou, with her heart beating wildly by instinct at the center of such imposing pressure, Erica's thoughts raced.

At this point, after the tribe had been ravaged by the great fire of Xing Gumu, all the newly reconstructed houses were built using stone. The purpose was very simple: to fend off external factors so they could not be easily destroyed.

"Old hag Wu, how much money did you just demand from them?" The burly man paid no attention to Sophie's anomaly, speaking instead to the old crone.

Emerging from West Street Market, Luo Feng casually inquired around before applying an invisibility talisman to himself and rushing toward the East China Sea. He wanted to see who on earth was driving all of this from behind the scenes.

Chen Zihan: Do not linger amidst the passing years, with my unintentional tenderness. Do not ask me if we will meet again, nor care whether my words match my true intentions.

In such a gloomy and eerie place, it was no wonder the black-haired loli would be frightened, Kaguya thought. However, it seemed that family probably weren't good people either; living in a place like this, their psychology must undoubtedly be dark.

Knowing he had lost his composure, the elder turned to Xingzi and said, "Come with me!" Without waiting for Jiang Yuan's consent, he gave a wave of his large sleeve, and the two of them vanished.

Not only had he failed to save Lin Mian from losing face or feeling awkward, but he had instead slapped his own face. What a thoroughly agonizing and frustrating ordeal.

As for the fire dragon, it unleashed a wide-area spray; although primordial fire was extremely mighty and even someone with Earth Immortal cultivation would need to temporarily evade its sharp edge, its actual damage output was still too weak.