Volume 1 Chapter 26 Of Course, Do Whatever Brings the Most Pleasure

This was, in a sense, leaving behind the final bloodline for the Chu Dynasty, while simultaneously planting a time bomb for the Liu family’s empire.

Guan Jinlin had wrecked Dai Li’s establishment on the spot, igniting a war without smoke; the protests raging in the streets were, in all likelihood, linked to his disruptive act.

The poison guards hurried inside, pulling Yue Huaiqing away. But her eyes were bloodshot, her expression ferocious and twisted; she had clearly suffered a mental breakdown.

Ye Youyao had emphasized this point more than once before, yet every time Su Jinxi heard it, she was moved anew.

Since that was the case, no one else could possibly know that he was capable of finding the psychic seven-colored flower.

A week later, the soldiers began to grow lax. This was only natural; they had guarded the mountain for so long without catching even a glimpse of the enemy. Many soldiers even began taking turns resting in broad daylight.

Hearing from his boss that Yaya was in her room doing homework, Ji Xirui felt even more expectant and delighted. Since Yaya was studying, he would certainly have to help her.

She felt that Zhou Jingcun was right; rather than wasting time with Su Manxue, it would be better to pivot directly to Zhou Jingcun. After all, he was the only one who truly had the money to afford a villa.

Throughout the journey, Zhao Tiezhu had relayed almost everything that needed to be交代. Upon arriving at Yuxi Village, he didn’t even return home, heading straight to Li Jiafu’s place instead.

The character card only allowed him to disguise himself as a local, and the ball lightning card was a consumable—once used, it was gone. He could no longer access his instinctual state; the only thing he could rely on now was the short staff in his hand.

The reason Si Wei had brought him to the interrogation room was that Xu Huanqing had told him the room in the corner of the first floor was a blind spot for the surveillance cameras.

The corpse was scorched pitch-black, and some of the fragments emitted a crisp, snapping sound when examined.

"Sir, your voice is hoarse. Is your throat hurting terribly?" Song Changle asked in a crisp, clear voice.

As for your situation, anyone with an official rank of the third grade or higher is well aware of it. The old man is just looking for a way to strike at you. Even if he doesn’t have you executed on the spot, this charge alone is enough to have your family’s property confiscated.

As the car turned, she was about to accelerate, but suddenly, in her peripheral vision, she spotted a few figures sitting on the pedestrian benches by the roadside. Her heart gave a sudden jolt.

Chen Xiu reminded her deliberately. In previous years, Liu Sisi would have uttered those words, but this year, she seemed to have forgotten.

Ba Chan’s gaze held both a detached scrutiny and an empathetic pity. It made the young man’s cheeks turn gradually red until he finally turned his head away, unable to meet her eyes.

In their worldview, everything from ancient times to the present was divided among individual households. Just like now, even though everyone was crowded together, they each sought out their own kin, with no confusion whatsoever.

A few years ago, when Empress Ma passed away, there was an extra figure by Prince Yan’s side: Yao Guangxiao. That monk appeared to be a man of the cloth, well-versed in Buddhist teachings, but he also practiced the arts of yin and yang. In my father’s eyes, this was the behavior of a demonic monk.

Badak spoke softly. Though he was panting for breath, he looked up at the figure in the sky, his fighting spirit still burning bright.

The ground collapsed instantly, and cracks resembling spiderwebs spread rapidly in all directions. A terrifying aura surged, as if the sky of the alien space were about to be torn asunder.

Even if one truly did not intend to let off those who had offended them, they would choose a different form of punishment. Forcing someone to eat excrement was simply too humiliating.

The Thunder-Fire Eagle circled in the firmament, the flames at its wingtips slashing unrestrainedly through the air. Following Hong Biao’s will, it would swoop down or soar high. Beyond the rocky beach lay the marsh, where jagged stones protruded from the water. With a thought from Hong Biao, the eagle streaked across the sky like a meteor, its iron talons gleaming with cold light as it effortlessly snatched a thousand-pound boulder from the water.

Zhang Lingling said this while looking around. Seeing that no one was passing by and no one had noticed the anomaly here, he dragged Luo Yunhe away without a word, intending to pull her into the shadows to deal with her.

Following Huang Yunhui’s orders, the bodyguards no longer held back, each unleashing their most lethal techniques.

It seemed that everything had become incredibly fragile, yet it had also left him feeling increasingly immature.

The samurai crabs performed another round of finishing blows to the corpse’s neck, chest, and abdomen to ensure it was truly dead, before they began to retrieve the kitchen knives they had thrown earlier.

In reality, Jiang Cheng was reeking of alcohol at that moment, but Qi Linlin didn’t mind at all. Her cheeks were flushed with excitement—this was the first time she had ever shared a bed with him.

After hanging up the phone with Old Liu, Yang Jian had just stepped down from his apartment building when he saw Wang Leilei.

In a daze, his master seemed to shed his usual pure white, revealing a darker, more profound shade beneath.

"Furthermore, some people have appeared in my lecture today, though I do not recall inviting you," Qin Chen said calmly, his words imbued with a dignity that pointed directly at those in the gallery.

Upon returning to Xingqing Palace, the first thing Xiao Jiangyuan did, in accordance with military law, was to have Niu Xiantong executed. Afterward, she went to the Jiaotai Hall to inform Consort Wu Huifei that the three commoners were dead.

Sang Ruo did not follow Albert the entire time. From time to time, he would sink back into his own dream realm to continue expanding its boundaries, hoping to see if he could find any traces of Sannier.

Thinking about it from another perspective, the collision with reality is meant to force the "self" to survive. The demon attempts to deceive one again, using fear to weave stories and make one cling tightly to certain meanings.