Chapter 147: The Serpent Beauty

The “Pig” of the Twelfth Group lumbered forward, his bulky body swaying with every step. When the challenger saw his obese frame, a trace of smugness appeared on his face. Since the man was so slow and clumsy, he would defeat him with speed. Having made up his mind, the challenger’s face twisted into another sinister smile. Pig remained utterly unmoved by the expression. He merely…

“I don’t have the courage to use it to frighten you. After all, I’m still alive and well, and I don’t want to die. But if you force me into a corner, then death is death. To take a Silver Eagle of the Eagle Group with me would be an honor!” Lian Die continued in her shrill voice.

Taking advantage of a brief lull amid his busy schedule, Li Mao paid a visit to the separate residence Zhou Yang had acquired and delivered a generous gift.

Li Xianyi said, “If I refuse to go, I would be abandoning my duty. I shall go to Chang’an while you remain with the army. Surely they would not dare do anything to me?” He then requested that Prince Yun’an, Li Jie, oversee the army, before entering the city with Li Mao.

As Chen Hongzhi crawled forward in trembling terror, Li Chun stared blankly ahead, barely breathing. His body seemed like the withered trunk of a tree suddenly drained of all its vitality, swaying in the wind. Chen Hongzhi suddenly sensed that something was wrong. Summoning his courage, he raised his head—and beneath the bleak lamplight, he saw that the Emperor’s face was as pale as a ghost’s.

In the distance, Bison City stood behind walls dozens of yards high. They shot into the air like fleas, then crashed down with a thunderous roar and shattered into dust.

While recounting what happened after entering the dream, I unconsciously added a little more of the character’s inner thoughts, shaped by the circumstances of the time.

To become entangled with an immortal who was also a wanted criminal, there had to be some extremely important reason. Otherwise, he must have taken leave of his senses.

There was a kind of pressure that was powerful by nature. While one did not resist it, everything remained well enough—but the moment one truly began to fight back, it would multiply at once with geometric force.

“What do you know? This is called reserving one’s strength!” Yao Qing shouted angrily. Whenever anyone mentioned the rights and wrongs surrounding Midnight, she became more agitated than anyone else.

“In addition, we suggest increasing the number of candidates admitted to the imperial examinations this year. Our territory has suddenly expanded so greatly that a vast number of officials will be needed to govern it!” Sun Chengzong added at that moment.

The guard took the card and swiped it. To his astonishment, the screen revealed that the person before him was none other than Prince Wang Tao. The guard was startled as well.

If these things could be used in place of rice, people could still live perfectly well. How could there possibly be a famine?

A flicker of struggle and helplessness passed through Qin Yu’s eyes. He shifted his gaze away from the Faceless Man of Kunlun, slowly turned around, and walked toward the stone steps.

No matter what anyone said, Traitor’s Topknot trusted Liu Guangzheng completely. He was just like those brainwashed people who had been deceived by pyramid schemes.

Fortunately, the Heaven-Burning Flame recognized its master. A vacuum zone had formed around Lin Hai, leaving him in safety.

At this thought, the White-Bone Demon began plotting and devised a flawless plan. While Sun Wukong had gone to find wild fruit in the mountains for Tang Sanzang, she transformed herself into a village girl and brought him food, hoping to seize the opportunity to capture him. But Sun Wukong returned in time and, without a word, killed the village girl with a single strike of his staff. Fortunately, she knew a method for releasing herself from a corpse, and thus managed to escape disaster.

“I feel that something is wrong with the Celestial Prison. Why are there so few guards?” As they had only just approached the prison, the ever-cautious Duan Tianya frowned.

When the numerous villagers saw Liu Qiao rise into the air, they were all startled and hurriedly backed away. What shocked them even more, however, was that just as Liu Qiao was about to seize Wang Yi, Wang Yi also leaped upward. Black energy suddenly radiated from around his body, while his hair instantly became disheveled and flew wildly in the wind.

After fleeing, these Yellow Turban leaders went into hiding. At the slightest sign of disturbance, they would probably emerge at once and stir up trouble.

Jia Mu poked his head out of the house. When he saw someone outside the door, he rubbed his hands together and ran out.

Seeing her today, he realized that she truly was extraordinary. Her skin was as smooth as cream, her breath as fragrant as orchids, and the pallor of her face lent her an added, almost ethereal beauty.