Usurpation of the Han Dynasty (13)

"Hey, Elder Mo, watch your gaze." Mu Yuan raised an eyebrow, looking at Mo Wudao with unconcealed hostility. He was already deeply annoyed by the extra men hovering around Beidou; if this one wanted a turn as well, he could forget it completely.

"Huh?" Ji Bolun froze, looking at him in utter bewilderment. He had originally assumed that Ji Wu harbored a bone-deep hatred for the people of the Mirage, and never imagined that he would show reluctance to strike now.

Yet he also knew that Lin Feng had no intention of mocking him. Feeling thoroughly vexed inside, he could only nod and turn his head away.

"We know each other, we can just negotiate among ourselves!" Haitang smiled gently. Her smile was as sweet as honey and as pure as wine, intoxicating one to the very bone.

Struggling painfully to her feet, feeling a tearing agony in her lower body, she limped into the bathroom, turned on the tap, and washed herself.

"Understood, Patriarch!" Cao Long and Cao Hu nodded in unison, simultaneously charging toward one of the Seven-Star Origin Masters.

Immediately following that, he actually whipped out nearly a hundred Fire Talismans at once. Everyone watching from beneath the stage could not help but gape in astonishment.

She knew that when a husband and wife quarreled and made up, no outsiders should be present, otherwise the chaos would only escalate. However, given her gossipy nature, she refused to miss such a good show. Thus, she hid outside the greenhouse, using the tall plants to shield her body, and peered inside with thoroughly despicable stealth.

Sure enough, a murderous glint instantly flashed in the Great Elder's eyes. Since all his painstaking efforts over so many years had gone to waste, then even if he had to die, he would drag someone down with him as a cushion! The Great Elder refused to believe that at such close range, that ancient being could possibly save this fellow! In an instant, a cold flash of light sliced through the air.

"Lucifer, why must you entangle yourself with them? Could it be that you, too, wish to betray me?" the Dark God King demanded in a deep voice, staring at Lucifer with eyes full of stern interrogation.

Fu Chennian rose from the ground and looked at Fu Yuejun, who immediately shrugged and spread her hands, indicating that there was nothing she could do to help.

Trembling all over, she suddenly raised her sharp sword and placed it against her own neck. With just the slightest exertion of force, the blade would instantly slice through her windpipe.

Therefore, when Jiuer came to the inn to search for him, the innkeeper did not tell her there was a guest named Xia Zhongxing, nor was there any guest surnamed Xia. Because there was only a swordsman named "Knight Reviving Loyalty" staying in the Heaven-grade room, never stepping a foot outside.

Having finished his meal and taken a stroll in the garden, Mother Jiang returned indoors only to be told by Old Zhang that Lian Xin had angrily pulled her suitcase and left. Terrified, she hurriedly dialed Lian Xin's number.

In truth, he had never really given much thought to the question of whether actors should undergo plastic surgery; it was a matter he had never carefully considered.

Ji Tiantian was still furious with Gu Tingjue, but upon seeing Xia泽林's (Xia Zelin's) state, she immediately rushed over to help.

Furthermore, her conscience was already deeply unsettled by taking time off and not coming to work; if Lin Beichen were to continue paying her wages, she feared her conscience would bother her even more.

Seeing Wang Yuehe's expression, Zhao Qingcheng realized that Han Ge had already made everything clear to her, and a wave of shyness instantly welled up in the bottom of her heart.

She had not expected to visit the Crown Prince's Mansion once again in this lifetime, and she wondered if this trip would bring any new discoveries.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Wen thought to himself that Fang Kezhuang had never had any dealings or grudges with him. Every debt had its debtor, and if Fang Kezhuang committed a capital crime, what did that have to do with him? Who on earth was dragging him into this?

The previous encounters with Bei Sannia and Guanhai were already formidable, and it was only due to various lucky breaks that Mo Yufei had managed a narrow victory and annihilation of his opponents.

Lin Sese's heart skipped a beat. Could it be Leng Xizhe? She whipped her phone out of her pocket instantly, still so eager when it came to anything concerning him.

How could Mo Yufei possibly have rescued his wife Li Shanshan from such dire peril in such a brief span of time?

Yet, the moment this ability manifested, the expressions of everyone present instantly turned exceptionally ugly.

"Let's go take a look." Seeing no movement for a long time, Yashan gave a low shout and led the nervous group step by step toward the divine statue.

With that, Mo Feng glanced at Mengzi, stepped forward to support Lin Qiang's other arm, and began climbing the mountain.

Sima Youyue snapped her eyes open, the difficult sensation of being unable to keep them open fading along with the dream. She panted heavily, her entire body as drenched as if she had just been fished out of water.

Although Jiang Chen had not dwelled on many matters currently, they remained hidden hazards as well as responsibilities buried deep within his heart.

Xia Xingxing nodded. "We wait." Wait she must. Even if she were not here tonight, given Bai Yeqing's overbearing nature, he would still come looking for her. Since the outcome would be the same, she had no wish to drag out the process—why needlessly provoke his anger?

"A conspiracy, this is definitely a conspiracy targeting Yu Qingshuang!" Turning off the television, a grim-faced Mo Feng turned around and said in a heavy voice to Ling Xuexian and Chu Feiyang on the sofa.

Moreover, now that Gong Yue had fallen, his subordinates and confidants would undoubtedly be purged, and he would surely become one of the primary targets.

Abby, who had been dazing off to the side, suddenly widened her eyes as she discovered a flood of hazy memories filling her mind.

At this moment, in the back seat of the car, Mark's body was sprawled across the cushions, his face pressed against the car door and his legs pinned beneath his waist.

The crowd stared at him, their minds unable to process such a sudden twist, and could only wait for Jiang Chen to reveal the answer.

Now, having covered less than half the distance, they were already about to face the encirclement and interception of the Governor-General's forces.