Chapter 1152: The Good Days of the Buddhist Kingdom Are Gone

"Chief, Second Chief, you're back... is no one here?"

Yun Mengmeng ran out of the ancestral temple, only to see Ao Ling and Jiang Lianyi standing outside alone.

"Strange, I distinctly heard the Second Chief's voice. Sister Ao Ling, Sister Lianyi, have you seen the Chief and the Second Chief?"

A peculiar look crossed Jiang Lianyi's face, leaving her somewhat at a loss for words; after a moment of deliberation, she spoke slowly, "It seems the two of them have eloped."

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The Jade Emperor doted on him completely; if blame were to fall and the Jade Emperor truly grew incensed, his greatest power was not his magical prowess.

"This must be the full extent of your strength, then. Finally, a fight worth having." Liu Yong's iron claws surged with azure lightning, which gradually spread to envelop his entire body.

The Marquis of Wu'an was left speechless by his son's retort, wishing to counter it, but back when he was seeking the Su clan daughter's hand for his second son, he had indeed frequented the Su residence.

Yu Zhi nodded, not paying it much mind. The second branch of the family couldn't amount to much anyway; aside from being somewhat repulsive, they truly possessed no great destructive power.

The fake Concubine Li kept her hand pressed down for a long while, only releasing her grip when Nanzhou stated that the real Concubine Li was already dead.

Zhang Yuanliang was an upright man, incapable of sycophancy or deceit, and as such, he had never been highly regarded by Princess Anle. The only reason he remained Commander of the Guard was due to his superb martial skills and the deep respect he commanded; otherwise, the Princess would have replaced him long ago.

Yet, when the crystal dagger was infused with spiritual energy, even ten burly men would be left paralyzed and utterly unable to move before her.

Tang Sanzang understood as well that it likely had little to do with him, yet seeing the suffering of all living beings, he found himself unwilling.

But in their service at the county magistrate's office, the magistrate allowed them to eat these delicious, large white steamed buns to their hearts' content. Such a lucrative and enviable post was something not even a fool would willingly give up.

Seeing this, the teacher at the front of the classroom shook his head with a helpless sigh; before leaving the room, he glanced at the camera crew in the back and could only shout loudly to awaken the youth, who was already turning his head to fall back asleep.

"Ling'er, how are you feeling? If it's no good, let's go to the hospital right now!" Fei Liangyan said.

The trio ran without pause, traversing back and forth through the pitch-black underground tomb. This ancient sepulcher twisted and turned like a labyrinth; without a map, it was indeed treacherous to navigate. It took them nearly two full hours of running before they finally halted their steps.

The magnificent Wang estate had resembled a deathly silent tomb for all these years, devoid of any signs of life, and the sole reason for this was that child who had been cast down the cliff long ago.

. Having finally finished recounting the experiences of the past few years to his maternal grandparents, Dong Zhanyun at last had time to spend with his paternal grandparents.

A gentle series of thuds, "bang, bang, bang," echoed from the door, and Shi Yi hurried to open it. The person knocking was an auntie around fifty years old, who looked gentle and kind-hearted.

To an onlooker, Wang Xuanlong would surely seem to have lost his mind; no matter how formidable he might be, attempting to catch a bullet traveling at hundreds of meters per second with his bare hands was pure fantasy. Even Liu Xiaoling broke into a cold sweat on his behalf. Yet, at that very moment, Wang Xuanlong's hand moved.

Wang Xuanlong smiled, patting him on the shoulder as he laughed, "I didn't expect you to be so thoughtful, thank you." With that, he took the mineral water from the boy's hand.

After hiding the cat, the three of them entered the restaurant. Faced with the dazzling array of delicacies, Shi Yi was already salivating profusely. This was a buffet-style Western restaurant, and the various exquisite dishes made Shi Yi long to dig in and feast without restraint.

"Xiao, do you have any other propositions? I heard that Yu Rutong, the Chief Instructor of the Reserve Training, came here secretly to discuss some important matter with you," Valentine asked in a low, resonant voice.

"Are there only a dozen or so models? I thought you would collect hundreds of them just to indulge yourselves," Xiao Menglou jested softly with a smile.

"Zuo Yisen, Zuo Yisen, how are you? Why were you so foolish? How could you be so foolish?" I turned back to embrace him, terrified that he would lose his strength and slide to the ground.