Chapter 26: Crispy Pork Belly

Seeing how pitifully she wept, and fearing that attracting the guards would only lead to more trouble for me to deal with, I promised to take her out once she had explained the whole story.

As I stepped out of the room, Shangguan Tianlong was discussing the affairs of Gai Dudu, Su Lin, and Qin Fang with Lu Tianyu.

"Everything is prepared." Fanghua had returned to the capital in her capacity as the Queen of Great Liao. Meanwhile, Yelu Qi had not taken any concubines into his harem, which had become a celebrated story passed from mouth to mouth among the people of Great Liao.

The two later arrived at the room arranged by the village chief. There were no spare rooms, only a double bed with pillows and quilts stacked on top. The colors and patterns were all mismatched, clearly pieced together from odds and ends. From the slightly secluded location of the house, one could see the special care the village chief had shown them.

Ming Yi was overcome with a sense of grievance so profound that the tears she had been holding back began to fall in torrents, unstoppable. As she swayed back and forth on her horse, a wave of dizziness washed over her.

Of course, this was not because of Wunian and the others; it was primarily because of everything that had happened at the Taiqing Sect recently, which made it impossible for him to feel any joy.

Author: How much do you like eating fried chicken? Is it really to avoid waste? Or were you just not full?

"Xu Yang, ha ha, come sit! Dinner isn't ready yet. Let's sit and chat; in another month, we will be a family. You see, there are some things we need to lay out clearly, face to face."

"This is certainly not a hopeless situation, or else Master would not be so calm." Sun Yan took a deep breath, attempting to channel the Spirit-Congealing Sword Qi into his eyes. This attempt was extremely bold; if there were even the slightest deviation, his eyes would surely be blinded by the sharp sword energy, even if the Spirit-Congealing Sword Qi was under his own control.

Ming Yi shook his head gently, moved by Xia Huanfeng's magnanimity. It could only be said that what he sought did not lie within worldly power.

"What's going on?" Ye Hua only then realized that the Lincheng Wanderer was not pursuing him, but was being chased himself.

Li Yaojie thought that since he had nothing to do, he might as well get up and play on the computer. Since he couldn't sleep anyway, he could play until he was tired.

"Let's go, to the resurrection point." In the end, the Flying Sword Immortal made the decision, and the three of them hurried toward the resurrection point.

Of the six great pirates, aside from Ximen Hanye, the one with the best relationship with Beiming Yu was James. After all, during his four months on Hague Island, Beiming Yu had often engaged in conversation with James.

When Tao Dongcheng saw the massive fleet led by Beiming Yu appear, his expression was indescribably spectacular.

"Alright, you two are hugging me so hard I can't breathe." Beiming Yu broke free, looking at Alice and Tiger Shark with a laugh and a scolding.

Pinned in her hair was a jade hairpin made of emerald, ingeniously crafted to resemble a green bamboo branch with leaves; it truly made one think she was wearing a sprig of bamboo on her head. Her thin, long bangs across her forehead were neat and precise.

Just as the Ice Monkey was about to press the attack, he saw Ye Hua raise his hand and unleash a "Deep Darkness Art," shrouding a ten-meter diameter around him in total darkness. This magical darkness was so profound that even sunlight could not penetrate it, and human vision naturally could not see through it, making it impossible to determine what was happening inside.

"That's not right, I haven't gotten the cultivation technique you practice from Meng Yu yet. You're lying." Ye Xiang suddenly remembered, wondering why this Ye Qi seemed to be coaxing her.

"How could that be? I would recognize you even if you were turned to ash." Leng Yue forced a smile, but the words she spoke shocked even herself. What was she saying? She and he were not enemies. She blamed herself; her heart was in a panic, and her thoughts were in complete disarray.

Exactly, this was only the first stage. If one wanted it to truly become a Saint Weapon, it had to undergo a process: the lightning tribulation.

"Why did you come? Didn't I tell you not to get involved in this matter?" Shen Linfeng had not seen me for a minute, and a trace of longing had sprouted; not having seen me for a moment, that longing had dissolved his anger. I could feel it.

At that moment, my eyes turned red, and I stared blankly ahead. Time seemed to have frozen in that very instant.

When Shen Linfeng placed me into the bathtub, he was still relatively gentle. He adjusted the water temperature and helped me wash my body. I kept crying, not only from the physical pain but also from the harrowing ordeal I had just experienced.

Before the words had faded, he waved his large hand, retracted his weapon, and his figure bolted toward the rear, instantly vanishing into the dense cluster of buildings.

"No need! No need! I know the phone number now anyway, I'll go back and call from there! Thank you both so much today. Otherwise, why don't I treat you to a late-night snack?" I skirted the issue and changed the subject.

"Roar! How dare you! To think you would let him drink that cup of wine." The voice emanated from the vortex of demonic energy, every word piercing straight through to the heart, as if it intended to shatter one's very internal organs.

Finally, after saying a few brief words to Zhang Yingying, she went off to handle company affairs, while I had Lu Yi release all the people from the Xiongda Group who had been arrested for causing trouble.

Footsteps approached my location, and with a metallic clatter, the cell door was opened. I was led out of the cell, leaving behind only the bewildered and terrified Ju Yan.

The most beautiful refers naturally to the clothes, and the shortest refers to time—a Ten Thousand Flower Dress can exist for at most ten days. Of course, that is for an ordinary person; for the Grand Elder of the Water Spirits, it is a different matter.

Xiang Qing unlocked the door and entered the room. Just as she prepared to close the door, a slender black figure instantly flashed inside.

Image issues. Ide's eye twitched. Heads could roll and blood could flow, but the image of the Pope must not be lost. Ide's ability to change his face upgraded once more, instantly transforming from a bratty child into an intellectual Pope.

Ever since Su Jinghui entered the house, Nanny Rong's eyes had not left her. She inspected her face, her figure, and then her demeanor, unable to find a single flaw from head to toe, and was suddenly puzzled.

Where was this place exactly? I remembered escaping the Nine Heavens Realm for the mortal world, falling through a spatial tunnel into the deep sea, followed by the chaotic explosion of primordial energy, and finally, inadvertently scaring off an Eastern Divine Dragon. But why, upon waking from my coma, did I find myself in such a mysterious and unknown world?

He simply could not understand how a plan implemented for so many years, and a power base cultivated for so long, could collapse overnight.

"Chen Xun..." Lan Zitian had just arrived when he saw Nangong Chenxun's body swaying unsteadily, and he immediately flew over to catch him.

At the same time, his pace did not slow in the slightest; he continued to walk, closing the distance between them.