Ninety-Two: I Want to See Who Still Has Not Evolved, Part Eight

At first, he had ignored Yan Wang’s order to “kill her,” but Lin Ying’s sweeping side kick truly drove him into a frenzy.

“What? This has something to do with Maizhao?” Su Maiqiu’s eyes were full of disbelief. He could not believe that Su Maizhao could be so vile.

The empress looked in shock toward the empress dowager, her face written with incredulity. She had vaguely heard that the Second Prince and the Crown Prince had been currying favor before the empress dowager, and that the empress dowager herself also harbored the desire to press the emperor into naming an heir. Yet today, she had said it outright.

Aside from the coffin, the empress’s first glimpse of the emperor’s gaunt figure and those deep, still eyes, like an abyss, made her heart inexplicably tighten. Cold sweat instantly beaded in her palms. The emperor’s eyes were slightly raised, full of mockery and mercilessness.

Ordinarily, when my coworkers joke with me, I never get upset. But now my heart aches so much it feels as though I might cry. They clearly know he already has a wife, yet they still tease me about him. I cannot bear it. Even if they mean no harm, it is still too much. I truly cannot bear it.

In this era, I do not know what requirements such special troops have, but I remember that later the media once exposed the country’s most mysterious elite force, the Dragon Rock.

As for how the outside world judged the sudden halt in work at the two families’ projects, Zhao Hongliang and Qin Yunhai did not care all that much. No matter what excuse they used—temporary financial strain, or a change in plans—the impact was not great either way.

Listening to the students praising the heir of the Duke of Mu’s household, Mu Hua gently stroked Baiyun’s smooth mane.

Lin Yun once again saw Zheng Yongde. Indeed, this time it was still a member of the city lord’s family who was in charge of presiding over things. Of course, the main tasks were arranged by him, but the true major figures should be the ones seated in the VIP stands, watching the competition.

“Lingyu, do you know if there’s anything lively to see tomorrow, on the first day of the month?” The night was as cool as water, and the mist-laden wind seeped into the bones. Chujian was already half awake at once. Thinking of her mother’s strange expression that night, she asked Lingyu.

The dozens of special forces soldiers who took part in the ambush could not intervene in the battle between the second-tier experts. At that moment, all of them surged toward Han Ling and Xiong Er, frightening Han Ling so badly that she rode Xiong Er and fled at once.

Chi Hua suddenly had an idea. He freed one hand and pressed his palm tightly against the eaves. Gradually, strands of steel rebar began to force their way out of the concrete.

With mad fighting intent blazing in his eyes, Jiang Yun needed no introduction to know that this must be the War Madman of the Chaotic Battle Sect.

Since Li Shimin ascended the throne and changed the era name to Zhenguan, more than three years had already passed. In a little over half a year, it would be the fourth year of Zhenguan—the time recorded in history for the Battle of Yinshan to begin.

Dao Feng abruptly lifted his head, a flash of wild joy crossing his face. He looked as though he had seen a savior, exactly like the father of the child who had died earlier, with the same expression in his eyes.

At this time of day, it was also the hour when Ling County First Middle School dismissed evening self-study, and when parents came to pick up their children and take them home. It could be said that the crowd was dense and the flow of people was considerable.

It was a pity that even after hearing Lin Jie’s words, He Laosan and Li Dazhuang were already so frightened that they were trembling all over. They had no strength left to even lift the fish spears.

Especially after his body had absorbed a few drops of spirit milk, he had become much more agile. In just a few breaths, he had analyzed the situation.

“Foreigners? Sea Demoness? Bad! Everyone get on the vehicle immediately. In fifteen minutes, no matter how many people have returned, we leave at once!” Hu Bo’s expression changed drastically.

Qiu Ying’s face suddenly altered, emotions of sorrow, pain, and anger interweaving and shifting across it.

After Shura was thrown to the ground, his expression darkened. With a carp flip, he sprang straight up from the ground.

Xintong looked down and could not see the bottom at all; the cliff was too high, and clouds and mist obscured everything. It turned out that Giran was with her all along, only the terrain had separated them—one above, one below.

Pang Dahai saw clearly and was quite shrewd. He wanted to go to the empire, but he never intended to fool Lan Ke through cunning. On the contrary, he had decided to do properly whatever task Lan Ke entrusted to him.

Han Xian lowered his head to admit fault. Seeing that his older brother was not truly angry, he immediately put on a playful show and offered up the lotus he had picked.

After what happened last time, Mother had also learned her lesson. Even if she were pretending, she would no longer pretend to want to harm the child in her womb. Her ability to resist was truly astonishing.

Among the information was one particularly important detail: Gu Yuying actually had someone she liked. Biyun did not say the person’s name, only the three words “Young Master Lin,” but she seemed to have a secret admiration for this Young Master Lin as well. Before she knew it, she began praising him, revealing quite a lot.

Ye Fei froze for a moment, somewhat unable to understand what the God of Wisdom meant. Why was he not even blocking?

The companion spirit and its master share the same heart and the same fate; the benefits Red Wing received would also feed back to its master, Qing Luo. Presumably, the ancestors were all aware of this.

The dancer’s master was Yifa Qingchen. Legend said that she had once been the wife of the western continent’s NPC, Huang Tianxing. That Huang Tianxing was himself lustful. In her youth, Yifa Qingchen had been lively and beautiful, but time spares no one. Gradually, her charms faded and his affection waned, and in the end she was abandoned. Thus she vowed never to return to the western continent for the rest of her life.

Treading through the mud, the two of them pressed deeper and deeper in. The farther they went, the thicker the mud became. After advancing only several dozen zhang, the mud at their feet had already risen to their chests. Fortunately, after that, the depth no longer increased, or else Di Xiaoyun would no longer have been willing to go on.

Li Yan spat out a mouthful of blood and coughed violently, staring at the jade leg that was pressing on his chest.

In the earlier situation, the two had only exchanged subtle hints in secret; now, Xin Yi naturally had to verify it clearly once more.

He continued thinking to himself: maybe it really is true after all. After all, that general commands a great army. If he truly wanted to rebel, there would be no need to make it this complicated.

The fourteen mid-stage experts in the Battle Soul Realm under Wei Xing did not descend. Instead, they joined the other great commanders in dealing with the mid-stage Battle Soul experts of Flying Tiger Mountain. Moreover, two experts of the sixth level of the Battle Soul Realm flew toward Wei Xing, intending to join him in dealing with Yue Kongling.

Sun Hui had drunk quite a lot, while Li Shenpu had not even finished half a cup. For him, wine was truly an unfamiliar thing; he simply could not handle it, nor dared he overestimate himself. He had thought Sun Hui was already too drunk to hold his liquor, but he had never imagined that after vomiting, Sun Hui would actually become energized, looking nothing like someone who had just gotten drunk and thrown up.

Qin Xiao had also accidentally noticed Liu Yujie’s reaction. Both of his hands were trembling slightly. Could it be that Liu Yujie had some hidden connection to the construction of this park area?

“Brother, brother, how are you?” Zheng Mengying hurriedly reached out to help him up, asking anxiously.