Chapter 1199: Things inside the Sun

"Brother!" Ved cried out in alarm, rushing to support Richard, only to find his breath fading like gossamer and his face as deathly pale as a sheet of blank paper.

This time, with the slaughter of Wind City, the Dark Clan revealed signs of instigating war, instantly unleashing a tempest of condemnation across the Northern Wastelands.

"Lowly ant, what do you think you are doing!" A voice as devoid of warmth as shards of ice, yet losing none of its majesty, rang beside Li Ming's ear.

Golden light danced across the heavens like celestial swords, slashing through the nine skies and ten earths, leaving not a single trace of life behind.

Yet, just as she prepared to emerge from the only exit, she was unexpectedly blocked by that absolute scoundrel, Bian Bihan.

Wang Zha still had a few grand displays of arrogance to pull off in the capital; before that, it was unwise to become a wanted man, for with a face as handsome as his, he was the center of attention wherever he went, which hindered his flair for drama, so he maintained a slightly low profile.

"I possess little patience; you would do best to cooperate with me, for you surely know the consequences of facing two alone," the Master of the Evil Gloom Palace said.

Lei Shan had previously volunteered to be the first to enter, but the moment the words left his mouth, he saw everyone looking at him with ill intent, and the notion died in his heart.

Having achieved success in his cultivation and contributed greatly to the sect, He Fangzhi had now been promoted to a core disciple of the inner sect, studying under Hong Wu, and his duties involved managing the outer sect disciples or handling their transitions.

Zhuo Erfan rubbed his nose; he truly understood nothing of childbirth, but looking at Xu Huihui's swollen belly, did it not resemble a large egg tucked inside?

Bai Ruyu was, after all, only in her early twenties, far too young and matching none of the intricate wiles of the thoroughly matured Su Qing.

Wu Tingting, Hou Benqiao, Wang Shuai, and the shop owner were all struck completely dumbfounded, frozen like stone statues.

Only then did the youth make a subtle move, extending two fingers to casually catch the blazing scarlet saber out of mid-air.

"She had a dream, a dream that something terrible happened to her mother and brother, and so she clamored to return. Yet when has she ever returned obediently in the past, whether coming home or going to school?" Zhuo Erfan slammed the morning paper onto the coffee table, the memory of past events stoking the embers of his rage.

Feng shui divides qi into two kinds: living qi and dead qi; living qi is the breath that allows all things to grow and flourish, while dead qi is devoid of vitality, an obstructed breath of demise.

Every single person implicated alongside them would have to die, and a river of blood would undoubtedly flow; Mo Haibiao would absolutely never allow such a thing to happen.

"Do you understand now? If you want to avenge your mommy in the future, you can come find me, and I will let you hit me as many times as you like," Zhuo Erfan said, showing his sincerity.

"Blondie and the others aren't at the right level, so I didn't have them come over. Zhuge said he had some matters to attend to and will arrive shortly," Yao Tian said.

Ichiro and Xing Zexuan walked through the sword pavilion like a father and son, chatting easily back and forth in utter comfort.

Seeing Tianqi ask, King Gui thought for a moment and said, "If it were your servant, I would simply pretend not to see and take a detour." Upon hearing this, the crowd nodded in succession.

"Bullshit!" the fat man roared in a fury, guarding the cave entrance stubbornly, refusing to yield even half a step.

It had to be said that Tai Youqian's words caused many who were already deeply mired in bankruptcy to rekindle their fighting spirit; they wished the treasure-hunting grand assembly would happen a hundred more times so they could ruthlessly turn their fortunes around.

After the meal, the Empress ordered the curtains around the room to be lowered against the wind, personally leading her attendants to bring back the two sons of Chunying and Siqin, while proclaiming, in accordance with Tianqi's original decree, the promotion of Zhang Chunying to a consort of the fourth rank and Feng Siqin to a lady of the fourth rank, with all allowances increased according to regulation.

"Mother, I was merely making an analogy, do not fret so," Yu'er said with a helpless smile, understanding her feelings perfectly in her heart.

Seeing these brand-new attributes, players worldwide were collectively shocked: attack power increased by 300 points, the four primary attributes increased by 30 points, with an additional 5% to attack damage and a 5% critical strike chance—this upgrade truly augmented combat capability by an immense margin.

According to the system prompts, An Di realized that unless the toxic mist dissipated, he would remain perpetually poisoned, suffering a toxic effect of 1500 points per second.

Hearing Ouyang Yingqi's cry, Nangong Linyi felt a pang of heartache and suddenly went still; seeing the way she bit her lip to endure, an unspeakable tenderness overtook him. "Darling... be good... it won't hurt in a moment. Endure just a little longer..." Nangong Linyi comforted her softly, restraining his own surging desires.

Fighting against such an opponent, outside of the Army of Light, the individual quality of the Dragon City soldiers allowed one to easily match three of the enemy.

"Is this true? Good! Hahaha, wonderful, the reinforcements have truly arrived!" Huang Degong's spirits instantly rallied; after fiercely cutting down a rebel before him, tears welled in his old eyes—the imperial reinforcements had actually arrived, Anqing was held, and he, Huang Degong, had not failed the Emperor.

Liangliang hesitated for a long time before finally stepping in front of Liang Chen, putting on a pitiful display as she said, "It was him who forced me to do it!" As she spoke, Liangliang pointed her finger at Black Bear, who was kneeling on the ground.

The old man nodded with a beaming smile. "Thank you." He then gave a meaningful look, and the crowd immediately rallied their spirits, filing out of the main gate one after another.

Consequently, He Mengjie, dressed in a professional business suit, immediately winked at An Liang with a playful expression, a faint, ambiguous curve rising at the corner of her lips, carrying an unspeakable mystery.

Discerning the slight shift in Zhan Tianqing, the gray-robed guard who stood silently behind him reached out a hand to steady him.

Within a few seconds, that strange, wondrous sound vanished into the air of the room, and that tall frame, as if utterly exhausted, bent ninety degrees at the waist, upper body and hands collapsing together onto the floor.

As dusk fell, the Purple Emperor finally finished all his tasks and set out on the path back, the sunset casting a glow upon the road, draping it in a mantle of crimson light.

The Ming Dynasty had achieved this with a single army corps; if the other four corps were to join in, they would likely slaughter them into a disorganized rout even without the use of firearms.

"Take me... take me there..." Subsequently, as if she had exhausted all her strength, the luster in her eyes gradually faded, and she collapsed limply to the ground.

Lin Jie had no intention of fleeing either; stepping forward with long strides, he kicked open the half-closed door of the private room, and the scene inside fell clearly into his view.

Hearing Lin Xie's thoroughly mocking question, the perennially proud Shen Qi could suddenly bear it no longer; failing to catch his breath, he spat out a mouthful of stale blood.

Upon learning that Lin Jie had actually caught a yellow croaker, Fang Cailing agreed to his request almost without a second thought, not only promising to help but arriving at the seaside location within a mere dozen minutes.