Chapter 127: The Wager Between A-Bao and Bai Nianxuan

Bai Lingxuan carried Bai Yue into a quiet palace, a flash of satisfaction crossing her eyes as she took in the warm, inviting decor. Finally, Feng Xiu was acting like a father! Bai Yue was their only daughter, and if Feng Xiu had not treated her well, Bai Lingxuan would have been furious. She was the daughter for whom she would have given her life to ensure her survival. Upon reaching the bedchamber, Bai Lingxuan gently laid Bai Yue down.

By the time he realized he needed to use the tangent line to seize the inner lane and block Ye Feng before the turn, the nose of Ye Feng’s car was already nearly neck-and-neck with Hamilton’s.

Mu Sichen wanted to persuade them to release Jia Qianqian, but at that moment, the sounds of war drums and shouting echoed from beyond the city walls; Long Xiao had returned with his army to lay siege once more. Too busy to worry about them, Mu Sichen immediately returned to his command post to organize the defense.

Of course, this applied to those who had put effort into their costumes. Others—mostly boys—looking for an easy way out, simply bought ghost masks to wear on their heads. Since these masks depicted ghouls with green faces and jagged fangs, they inadvertently drew plenty of blood-curdling screams.

The pill was wreathed in white flames. Once the flames vanished, it emitted a pure white halo. While not as brilliant as the one produced by Tian Yingrui, it was undeniably a genuine Tier 3 entry-level pill.

"You two continue catching up; I'm going to go play elsewhere." Suddenly noticing a disciple gesturing to her from not far away, Jia Qianqian felt a spark of intuition and slipped away under a pretense.

Mia spoke as she leapt into the borrowed hovercar, slid into the driver's seat, and switched the thrusters to galactic travel mode.

Long Jie was certainly not foolish enough to believe that Jia Qianqian’s sudden, uncharacteristically affectionate attitude meant she had undergone a personality shift, or that she had stopped hating him and finally fallen for him.

"I am willing to build this harem for you. Among the three thousand weak waters, I desire none; I will cherish only you, Jing'er," he whispered into her ear, promising her his devotion for this lifetime.

"Don't worry, these pieces of trash can't do anything to me!" Xia Xun said, flashing a sinister smile.

"What do you gentlemen think of my proposal?" Ningzang Epang asked the ministers once more.

Appreciate the scenery? What a notion. Liu Jiuer looked around; the leaves had all fallen, leaving only bare, grey branches. Was there really any scenery worth appreciating here?

Zhou Yang sighed in amazement. As he lifted the dice cup, he saw three dice stacked atop one another, with the top one showing a single pip.

Zhenxi’s heart trembled violently. She had never seen Lin Hui like this—hysterical, groveling, and humbled to the absolute extreme.

The two locked eyes, their killing intent surging. Though the onlookers were not martial artists, they could feel the thick, palpable malice and retreated dozens of meters in fear.

"Could this be the legendary 'massage'?" Zhou Yang wondered to himself, before quietly tiptoeing to the bedside and grabbing a piece from the nightstand.

"Since the Prince does not understand, let me give you another example," Liang Yimai said to Li Bingchang. "Prince, look across the entire realm. Who are the people currently controlling the Xia army and guarding the frontiers, and what is their relationship to His Majesty?"

"It’s fine! It’s fine! It doesn't hurt as much as before!" She couldn't let her father massage it. Though he wasn't a martial artist, his touch was legendary; one press of his fingers would reveal exactly what was wrong, and her ruse of having a sprained ankle would be exposed.

"Beiming, I have heard of your situation. The Wudang disciples were indeed reckless that day, which led to their mistakes and the resulting karma."

*Bang! Bang! Bang!* Gunshots rang out incessantly, and the Song soldiers fell one after another. Some even used the corpses of their comrades as shields, inching their way toward the Xia positions.