Chapter 62: From Wiggle Cars to Tractors

"Stop shouting!"

Liang Yi had already taken the hand crossbow out of her backpack. She simply couldn't understand how someone as loud and reckless as Wu Can had managed to survive until now—was it entirely based on sheer luck?

Otherwise, why would she run into such a dangerous entity just by crossing paths with him?

Though, Liang Yi had to admit that she wasn't entirely certain she could beat it either.

"Crouch down and hide properly."

With the short bolt loaded, as Wu Can stood up, Liang Yi shouted...

"Alright! I shall heed the Young Master of Weicheng." Mu Chengfeng lowered her head, a shy expression on her face. Once the matter was firmly settled, they would be able to walk hand in hand into the future.

She had a relative who also contracted cancer—mid-to-late stage liver cancer—and he didn't even last a year before dying.

"Qianyin, what is going on? Why is Mu Chengfeng here?" Lan Ziyue now only wanted to find out whether things were truly as she suspected.

It was precisely because she had developed feelings for her good friend's boyfriend that guilt prevented her from remaining calm and at ease. She had indeed crossed the line today; hereafter, she would never allow herself any further contact or intersection with Wei Chengshu.

Taking advantage of the time difference, Zhu Di successively defeated two generals and breached two fortresses in an instant. Xu Kai, far away in Hejian, was not only too terrified to attack upon receiving the news, but even lost Hejian itself and fled directly.

At the open-air wedding venue, wearing a snow-white and sacred wedding dress, I walked hand in hand with my grandfather toward Pei Yanqiao, who was waiting for me. A few minutes later, my hand was held securely by Yanqiao.

"Let me go!" Pei Shuyi struggled with resistant defiance, turning her head back anxiously to look at Xiang Yuyao, only to have Pei Tingqing grip her arm even tighter, dragging her out of the hospital ward in large strides.

"Honeymoon?" Both Bao'er and Zhu'er nearby were completely baffled, looking at me with strange expressions.

I looked at Zhang Nu and shook my head, feeling somewhat confused again. First he said the formation had been broken, and now when I asked him, he shook his head again. What on earth did this mean? Was he playing with me?

I turned my head to look at Daiqin. There was no expression on Daiqin's face; he simply lowered his head quietly, appearing lost in thought, or perhaps deep in contemplation.

Even if the Yue State could no longer unify the realm, so what? As long as she was with the man she loved, she felt completely fulfilled. Therefore, when Jiang Zhe incited Mo Yunshu to bring Suyu back, Su Jin's murderous intent was instantly triggered.

The second option was to use the power in her hands to engage in a showdown with Ningzhi, thereby ultimately forcing Youri to reveal himself.

He could clearly see the dagger turning red because it was absorbing fresh blood. At this moment, his mood grew even more excited—a bloodthirsty kind of excitement. Consequently, he increased the output of his strength.

To be inaccurate, it was poisoned wine that he ended up drinking himself. Only then did the eunuch realize belatedly that he had been kept entirely in the dark. He had originally thought he had crafted a seamless trap, never expecting that he had simply paved the way for someone else's benefit.

Her gaze flickered slightly. How could this snow not feel cold when grasped in her hand? When she had said it was cold earlier, it was merely due to her subconscious reaction upon suddenly seeing so much snow. Now that she had truly stepped onto the snowy ground, she didn't feel even the slightest bit of cold.

The music slowly began to play, and Luoluo's cold, ethereal voice accompanied the melody, seeming to come from beyond the heavens—elusive and vague, yet instantly drawing people into the mood of the song.

In a split second, an uproar broke out across the entire hall. Astonishment was written across the faces of every Holy Son; never had they imagined that within the starry path, anyone would dare to defy the First Holy Son's will, openly opposing him and even beating the subordinates he had sent into such a miserable state.

Just as Immortal Lord Leipoxian was shrieking and wailing in agony, Jiang Yi's figure materialized like a ghost right before him, followed by a flash of sword light.

"What, has Brother Mu also seen the Ancestor of Corpses? What does he look like?" Seeing Mu Sheng's strange expression, Tantai Xin could not help asking.

Nie Guotian let out a cold laugh, and the next moment, murderous intent flashed in his eyes as a beam of sword qi swept from his hand toward the three of them.