উনষাটতম অধ্যায়: ইয়ে রুইয়ানের হাতে ইয়ে শিউশিউর মৃত্যু

Bai Qingxia's heart churned with countless thoughts. Meanwhile, standing close by, Liu Yuesong's mind was brimming with schemes and dark plots. Within his small head, countless wicked ideas swirled as he meticulously crafted a sinister trap. If Ye Xiuxiu failed to defeat Ye Ruyan, that would undoubtedly be the most ideal outcome. For once that happened, Ruyan would certainly show no mercy in delivering a ruthless blow.

Not yet finished, awaiting updates. Awaiting updates, the following can be ignored as unrelated content. The effect of the spinning helicopter was even more bizarre. Lin Dong glanced at another Garen on his chessboard who was just spinning around in circles. He never expected these two types of chess pieces would appear on the very same board. One represented the power of the new generation, while the other was purely primitive.

Indeed, new heroes are always stronger than old ones. Frostscar surged with layer upon layer of biting frost, unexpectedly radiating a sacred white light. Immediately afterwards, the single horn on Frostscar’s forehead released a brilliant white beam, piercing forward like an arrow shot from a taut bowstring.

"Master, you are getting older. You just returned without getting a proper rest; what will you do if your health fails?" Li Ying said with concern.

One must admit that Su Ranshan grasped Su Qinghan's emotions with remarkable precision. Even her guess about the reason was remarkably close to the mark.

This fellow, reputed to be the number one rogue cultivator, now appeared to completely lack the imposing demeanor she had imagined.

Xin Yu naturally understood this logic, yet he remained unwilling, insisting that even if he were to act in television dramas, he would only take on serious dramatic roles rather than idol dramas.

The Raikiri slashed against Tangxi, the two peerless legendary weapons striking each other with a crisp, echoing clang, while a sound of distant waves being shattered echoed across the water's surface.

Only by doing this could she hope to keep Zhao Tiezhu under control, because given Zhao Tiezhu's formidable strength, she had neither the means nor any possibility of confronting him head-on.

In his mind, with Lu Zhixuan guarding the fort, he feared that no matter how powerful Fred might be, he would not dare harbor any crooked thoughts.

Clearly, Elder Chu held his grandson Chu Wu in high regard, likely intending to use this matter to win over Zhao Tiezhu, since Zhao Tiezhu was a rising star.

Two piercing screeches came from mid-air. Seeing that their prey not only refused to run but even produced a weapon to resist, the two blue-eyed golden apes flew into a rage. Letting out shrill shrieks, they brandished their gleaming sharp claws and lunged downward like a falling mountain.

On the arena, only the last group remained. The other contestants had long since decided the victor and the vanquished, yet instead of leaving, they lingered at the sides, watching A Dao and Qin Shouoting with unfathomable expressions that shifted constantly.

Once a few more days passed, Prince Lian would come to escort her back to the manor, and by then the entire estate would be completely under her own control. At the mere thought of this, Aunt Yi felt a surge of excitement.

That was the most pristine and ethereal limpid light, a "Qi" possessed only by noble individuals of lofty character who commanded deep reverence.

"This humble subject is guilty!" He Dongchun scrambled up from the ground, grabbing his sleeve to wipe at the hem of Chu Xu's robe.

"Mother-in-law, how should we handle this matter? What if the investigation leads back to us..." Aunt Yi stopped mid-sentence, her face etched with worry.

An Zeyis: So, this is why listening to an opera managed to exhaust me into a faint that very night? And then when I opened my eyes the next day, I had already reached the other side of Gode?

Sima Jinghong strode out of the inner hall, enveloped in such a palpable aura of low pressure that the guards outside shrank back in fear.

Qi Yao's gaze turned sharp as he stared fixedly at Prince Jin. The anger and fleeting guilt in his eyes were captured by Prince Jin, who smiled triumphantly.

Su Han naturally understood; Madam Ling had spoken with her for a long time upon her return. Qi Yao had acted for Su Han's sake, and the Emperor had reached a private agreement with Qi Yao as well. The very moment Qi Yao knelt, Madam Ling happened to be summoned, allowing her to put the pieces together.

Having said this, he teleported away, while the group of matrons also withdrew, many of them waving goodbye to Li Hanqiang.

Tang Yi's simple remark somehow made Lin Xianyu feel that her aversion toward him had dissipated quite a bit.

Bo Jun'an had been caught in numerous missteps during this period, which, combined with the failure of several projects, resulted in heavy financial losses for Bosch.

That year, the Great Zhou enjoyed favorable weather with reports of bountiful harvests pouring in from all regions. The sweet potatoes promoted by Lin Ruan were now planted widely across the entire Great Zhou, accounting for a full third of the total cultivation.