Chapter 89: Matricide

"What? A secondary wife? On what grounds?"

Lady Zhou trembled all over with fury and cursed Lord Gu to the very marrow of his bones.

Gu Yunjiao cried, "Father said so. Today he even sent people to speak with the clan elder about the ceremony. Mother, what are my brother and I supposed to do? Father forced Brother to go to the Prince's residence and beg forgiveness with a bundle of thorn branches on his back today. I did not even dare to go look. Brother is such a proud man—how could he endure that?"

Watching the mother she had always relied on now become a prisoner, Gu Yunjiao panicked.

Because the surge of grief was so intense, Hatake Kakashi suddenly realized that Naraine's place in his heart was far greater than he had imagined; this was by no means merely the affection of pure friendship.

From beginning to end, the deity remained seated upon the throne, watching the people slaughter one another in madness, watching the bloody scene with the same serene smile. Liu Kai suddenly realized that, in this sacred monk's smile, there was now a strange edge, a hint of indescribable terror.

They never would have imagined that the meteor falling from the sky would smash straight into the military camp where they were stationed.

As Dolores was thinking this, a large cage was being prepared over there; it seemed intended for these people, to be taken to the next place.

Just look at the people working outside—how many of them are thinking of competing with men? Aren't they all just killing time and drifting through life?

With that, Zhou Yi turned and dashed away along the gap that the men in black had not yet sealed.

"Let's go back to discussing tomorrow's tourism festival. The city tourism bureau actually invited them as image ambassadors to attend tomorrow's event. I must say, I was rather surprised," said Father Gao.

Although Zhou Yi could not sense that atmosphere, he felt the other man had not lied to him. Still, he asked again whether there was truly no way to get onto the set. He was desperate to return to Cai Xia at once; he did not want his own carelessness to let her come to harm.

"What, are you serious? He treats you with such sincerity, and you really bear to let him go?" Hong Xing teased.

"It's just too troublesome, which is why I wanted to find a simpler way. If we could translate language directly, that would be far more convenient," said the dog-tail grass flower spirit.

The other guards looked at one another upon hearing this, all feeling a little relieved; fortunately, they had not stepped forward to stop them just now, otherwise their own fate might have been the same.

The man with the fruit knife kept speaking, and Lin Su had not expected that he would even spell out her excuse for her.

Ye Zhenzhen sighed inwardly. As expected, he was the man chosen by Uncle Nan—wily and smooth, saying one thing that offended neither side.

A childlike impulse stirred in her. Smiling, she stretched out both hands as if to pluck the stars and gather the moon, only for her foot to suddenly slip, and before she knew it, she was falling over the side of the building.

These past days, although he had taken over the imperial guards, the imperial guards were no longer the same force they had once been under him.

Song Yanzhao had done this on purpose. By placing two coffins at the palace gate, he made the eyes of everyone focus on the coffins.

Hmph! I am not going to sit here and be captured without resisting! Xie Qin snorted inwardly, continuing to keep his pace while readjusting the rhythm of his breathing.

A photograph of a young man with blond hair and blue eyes appeared in the image; he bore not the slightest resemblance to the previous Aitan.

The moment Ye Zhongming stepped into the woods, his vigilance surged, growing sharper with every step deeper inside. That sixth-sense-like instinct, honed over ten years of the apocalypse, told him clearly that this place was filled with danger. The brain worm must have known in advance that he was coming, and had hidden itself—or laid an ambush—in the forest.

They all knew the old master's temper. Though they had been given a tongue-lashing, none of them left.

When the people of Peach Blossom Spring heard about this, they too grew anxious and immediately began helping Li Bai search the entire valley for the missing person.

He stared wide-eyed and tried more than a dozen times before giving up. Without pause, he took off the anchor he had just put in place, gripped the gun barrel like a digging mallet, and swung it full-force at the tower wall.