Chapter 62: Planting the Banner on the Peak of Mount Keimer

With a look of incredible helplessness on her lips, Hua Xuanji felt her entire body trembling. No wonder the Empress had said the true mastermind behind the scenes was the Emperor. So, the whole performance involving the princess had been orchestrated by him. Yet, how could he be so certain that Yehua would definitely go?

Su Li could only offer a helpless smile. Matters had reached this point, and he could no longer think of any other way to salvage the situation; he had no choice but to walk this path straight to the end.

"What else can I do? Even if it's dangerous, I must leave this place," Ye Feng said without the slightest hesitation.

The three of them simultaneously looked toward the hospital bed. Chu Xintian and Wu Yu were both astonished that Chen had woken up, but upon closer inspection, the person speaking was actually Mr. Tong lying on the bed.

Looking at Tao Xiu, who wore a gentle smile, Wang Nuo felt a sense of helplessness, yet mixed within his heart was also a trace of happiness.

Challenged by Chu Ba's rhetorical question, Luo Shiji was truly at a loss for words. After a long pause, he asked, "Are you in cahoots with Moyang?" Although he was already certain in his heart, he was unwilling to let go, even if there was the slightest possibility otherwise.

Beichen Yunteng was not an introverted person either, and he immediately laughed, saying, "Aunt Ji, you don't need to worry about us. We're all young people; how could we be afraid of a little cold?" After exchanging some polite pleasantries, the few of them walked into the room. Moyang and Beichen Yunteng sat on one side, while Ji Youxuan poured four cups of hot water and then went to sit beside her mother.

After everyone else left, only Shen Yi and I remained. He tightly grasped both of my hands, hot tears slipping from his eye sockets, yet not a single word could escape his mouth.

To everyone's absolute astonishment, after the five black snakes crawled out from the mouths of the five men, they did not display any aggressive posture. Instead, they uniformly crawled toward the nearest pine tree that had been kicked down by Yu Chen and subsequently righted.

That night, the starry sky was magnificent. Looking up, one could see the entire firmament filled with glittering, flickering silver stars, while a bright moon hung high in the sky, radiating a pure and chilly brilliance. Yet, under the lights of the Fu Mansion, that touch of moonlight appeared exceptionally dim.

Shortly after, Leima was seen reaching out to take off his sleeveless vest, tossing it casually to the side. Following that, his formidable physique, resembling some primeval beast of mythological floods and wilderness, was fully bared before Qin Xiao and the others.

Upon hearing Jiang Fan's words, Yao Chen calmed down. Observing that those cyan flames were gradually stabilizing, he once again focused his attention on that cluster of formless fire.

"I certainly..." Hart suddenly thought of something, and the words that had slipped to the tip of his tongue got stuck in his throat.

At this moment, Jiang Fan felt utterly filled with dejection. He was far from content with merely comprehending five Daoist essences; he wanted to advance further, and perhaps even comprehend the domain of the Dao.

An ordinary person would require at least years of bitter cultivation to unconsciously forge the heart of a sword immortal, yet relying on the system, Jiang Fan's mind grew increasingly lucid and clear.

Thus, a spiritual hawk quietly set off, and before long, it located Qin Yilu at the back of the procession, who was currently locking arms with three players, drinking, laughing, and chatting merrily.

The figures of those children all vanished completely, replaced by dense throngs of ugly creatures covered in green scales.

The various powerful figures of the Nether Dao in the vicinity, upon witnessing such golden light, sensed that something was amiss and hastily employed various techniques to retreat. Some even directly tore open the void and dove right in, without bothering to set the coordinates for transmission.

Of course, Song Dezheng's suspicion could not be completely ruled out either. Even if it was not his own idea, it could not be dismissed that he might have been coerced or lured by others to make a move against Qin Xiao.

One reason was to avoid a decisive battle in a prosperous area that would result in countless casualties, while the other was that he was waiting for his reinforcements to catch up.

Seeing Huzhu's entire face collapse into a scowl, SuSu could not help but chuckle secretly. Yet, as she continued to laugh, she discovered something amiss.

Regaining her freedom at last, the pain that had pierced straight to her marrow gradually subsided. As her tense muscles relaxed, her exhausted thighs gave out, and Hu Yue simply collapsed to the ground.

Fortunately, this alley was a dead end, and there were not many places to hide. At worst, she could search these three trash cans, quilts, and piles of honeycomb briquettes one by one.

It was not his first time conducting an autopsy outside the context of the Criminal Investigation Bureau, so he said nothing and immediately got to work.

Those people from wealthy and influential families had sent silver, and some were even wondering if they could use personal connections to secure official posts within the New Army for their younger generations.

In that corner, which scarcely anyone paid attention to, a cleaning worker wearing a mask was buried in the task of sweeping the garbage off the ground.

The moment SuSu spoke, Sang Chuqing was stunned, never expecting that SuSu would actually be acquainted with someone from Haicheng.

Her mind filled with wild, scattered thoughts, Aaliya felt as though she had both been cast aside after a fleeting romance and branded as a bringer of bad luck. The more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt, and a stream of warm liquid could not help welling up from her eyes.

Before Stannis began setting up his defense, the Dragon Queen hadn't even arrived at Dragonstone yet. Could the Night's Watch industry possibly dare to refuse an order from the King? Clearly having the capability to improve and manufacture such weapons, they simply chose not to build them or refused to sell them to the Crown?

If cannon fodder was the inferior horse, and elite infantry the medium horse... then the superior horse of the Reach, without a shadow of a doubt, was those twenty-and-some thousand cavalrymen.

"Let him in," a low voice sounded, though it lacked Jing Moxuan's icy chill.

However, just as dusk was falling, an order from the Senate saved Liuhuo. It turned out that Elder Shi Zhongxing was going to inspect the Boundless Mountains and had explicitly designated the two of them to accompany him.

The light inside the prison was very dim. Through the gloom, Liuhuo vaguely discerned that outside the cell lay a very spacious area, resembling a grand hall. Liuhuo desperately tried to peer outward, but could see nothing clearly, save for the sound of water droplets dripping from the stone walls of the ceiling.

Li Nan took a cigarette from Han Guang's hand and stuffed it into his mouth. Han Guang then produced a lighter from his pocket and brought the flame close to Li Nan's lips.

The large army had originally come on this expedition intending to deal with the White Walkers and the dead, and was completely unprepared for airborne enemies. They would inevitably be unable to force a confrontation and could only feign compliance, devising a means to ensure their safety while... withdrawing with a shred of dignity, so that upon returning to Karhold, they could discuss countermeasures with the other lords of the North and determine the ultimate course of action.

Before the knowledge could even be brought back to the Central Mainland, Liuhuo and the Professor had already begun to argue. Liuhuo could well imagine the magnitude of the resistance he would face once these cross-era technologies were popularized in the Central Mainland; he probably wouldn't even be able to clear the hurdle of his own master.

Just as Liuhuo allowed his heart to settle, he suddenly recalled the conversation he had just had with the Professor. He jerked his head up and began to scrutinize Lori's features in meticulous detail.

However, this priceless jade also attracted the attention of a master thief from Hong Kong named "Mike," who had traveled from Hong Kong to this city with the intention of stealing the jade currently on exhibition.

How could she possibly know that the reason Mu Qing targeted Cheng Haian so relentlessly was because of the underlying lack of confidence and insecurity buried deep within her own heart?

Her skin was fair and tender, and the red prints of five fingers were particularly striking on her neck—clearly left by someone gripping her throat. Her heart tightened at the sight.