Volume One, Chapter 149: The Secrets of Yun Xueyan's Heart

Along the winding newly constructed road ascending upward, the scent of fresh paint was softened by the verdant branches of fir trees, filling the air with a fragrance that was not overpowering but carried a subtle freshness reminiscent of grass and wood.

Dark, heavy clouds suddenly split in two at that moment, and swiftly a gust of fierce wind seemed to stir them up, scattering those clouds wildly as they surged into the boundless sky.

Xu Yi smiled; was this the effect he had hoped for? Speaking blunt truths face-to-face often met disbelief, which was itself quite exhilarating.

The young brother bore an eighty percent resemblance to his elder sibling, unmistakably their own flesh and blood. He wore a brown hood, his bright eyes filled with curious wonder as he glanced around, utterly adorable.

“Wait… I was just asking this guy. Somehow, I feel like Apple bought Loongson… Does Loongson have enough money to sell to Apple?” a young man turned his head to speak.

Yuri Aileen had never suspected that Akasha might be one of their own, showing no defense whatsoever towards her.

Guo Zizhao was right; at present, Robes only had three attributes that reached an extraordinary level, while the rest were merely at international top-tier or first-class standards.

The police had no choice; Xu Cai’s location was far too perilous. In such a highly tense state, the chance of danger during rescue was very high, so they dared not take reckless risks.

Jin Kaka’s face had turned sour, clutching his chest. If not for Lang Mochen holding him back, he might have already fainted from anger.

Su Xi bit her lip, eventually unclenching her tightly clenched fists, suppressing the fury in her eyes.

Lin Hongyan looked at Su Weiwei with a face full of schadenfreude—what a wretched woman. This time, you’re in trouble, aren’t you? You’ve really messed up.

Although both were called elves by name, in terms of specifics and subtle essence, there were clear and distinct differences between the two sides.

Relying on the Liangshan army as a strong backbone, the supply of goods was abundant; they also enjoyed the support of righteous figures like Song Jiang and Zhu Tong.

The Liao Dynasty had also adopted the Han official system, including military governors. While the Song Dynasty’s administrative divisions were called circuits, the Liao had “dao.” Below the dao were prefectures, similar to the Song system, with prefects overseeing them; counties were below prefectures, governed by magistrates, most of whom were Han Chinese.

The Tiger Soldiers were the regular army of Bozhou, elite troops directly commanded by Yang Yinglong. They were the best-equipped, best-treated, and most formidable fighting force in Bozhou. This time, Yang Yinglong clearly intended to have a proper showdown with the court.

“Long time no see, Jonathan!” O’Connor moved aside, gesturing a warm welcome. Jiangning, hidden behind O’Connor and Evelyn, stepped forward to greet Jonathan.

At the same time, through this conversation with Inerville, he gained an initial understanding of Inerville’s character.

Jiao Ming suddenly slapped his forehead, remembering another matter. It had been seven or eight days since first contact with the underground alien race. Although he promised Binglian to bury the matter of being “domesticated” deep down, it evidently affected him, diminishing his initiative and enthusiasm for certain things.

“Iv, my dear sister. I didn’t expect you all to come.” Jonathan embraced Evelyn and O’Connor with surprise and joy.

A strange smile appeared at the corner of Li Zhe’s mouth as he waved his hand. A taxi stopped beside him.

Many were secretly surprised. That night’s teaching of knowledge? Some even misinterpreted it, their eyes flashing with strange expressions.

The presiding elder seemed to have spoken with satisfaction but then realized he had not hit the point, coughing twice before continuing.

“Hmph, aren’t you afraid of being hunted by the Five Elders and the World Government? And the Navy as well. If you dare not hand over the Thunder Fruit, I will report to the Five Elders!” Spandam said firmly.

Perhaps the place of creation that floated up from that real abyss was the same kind of life form as the great beings below, whose corpses merged with heaven and earth.

Su Muqiu smiled helplessly, then looked up at Fang Jinyi nearby, seeing her joyful expression. He followed Fang Zihai’s intention and walked with him elsewhere.

At this moment, Sun Yinsheng was in shock because Chen Yu’s display of strength was truly astonishing—even Sun Yinsheng was frightened.

Qiu Daohai suppressed his anger. Although he knew the masked man was right, if it weren’t for him, his second brother wouldn’t have sought revenge against Chen Yu, and naturally, such a tragedy wouldn’t have resulted in his brother’s death.

“Why?” After arranging a place for Di Baichuan to stay and having him leave, Chen Yu asked.

Raising his brows, the red-haired man showed clear impatience, clearly not considering the white lotus’s appearance as a romantic encounter but rather as something vulgar and intolerable.

Murong Yunyan remained silent throughout. Her junior brother’s mood was probably at its lowest ebb.

Gan Rou’s feelings were complex at this moment. How long had it been since she last saw Han Wei? The urgent hope for reunion lingered in her heart. Yet, burdened by guilt for losing her chastity, she feared meeting Han Wei and didn’t know what to say. Most of all, she worried whether Han Wei could accept her, tears streaming down her face.

The world was stunned by the duel between Luo Sanyang of the Golden Radiance Clan and the ancestor of the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan. The impact was immense, affecting numerous star systems.

Thus, the outside world yearned even more for Moonview Peak, all hoping to unveil its mysterious veil just as the Great Master Wuchen once did.

Zhang Yuanhao hesitated for a moment, seeming to understand something. He then gently closed his eyes like a jade stone.

“Among these prescriptions, there are methods for refining third-tier pills. If one has sufficient cultivation and can gather the materials, even third-tier pills won’t seem so unattainable.” Though Wu Hao remained unusually calm, the fiery passion in his gaze could not be concealed as he stared at the carvings on the stone walls.

Everyone had assumed that the masked man was most likely middle-aged; none expected Bai Sen to be so young.

Behind Xia Ren stood a burly man wielding a giant blade, robust and broad-shouldered, exuding an image of straightforwardness and sincerity.

Unbelievable! It was simply unbelievable that such a melodious voice could exist in this world—like the sound of heavenly music, more like a pristine stream flowing softly with crystal clarity.

At the moment Su Jin Xue tore open Mo Linghuan’s clothes, she saw the wrapped chest beneath, tightly bound with snow-white bandages, pressing Mo Linghuan’s soft curves flat and shapeless. Her tender white skin was marked with many red impressions and indentations.