Chapter 131: The Demon Suppression Bureau Investigates

Upon hearing Lu Chenyuan’s voice, Shangguan Chuci’s gaze regained its clarity. Cheng Xiaoshan, Jiang Yingxue, and Monk Zhifei also seemed to hear the commotion at that moment, all of them jolting back to their senses. They looked around with lingering fear, their eyes filled with a trace of confusion as if they had just returned from another world.

The others inside the Dragon King Temple, including the fisherman and his son, also appeared to have been trapped in some sort of hallucination, but they too were all freed at the same time.

Shangguan Chuci took a deep breath.

Her fingertips brushed against the floor, slowly groping for her clothes. Just as she managed to hook the corner of her undergarment with her little finger, a slightly broader hand suddenly reached out, firmly grasping her fingers and pulling them back.

At the thought of looking at flowers and plants, Ah Jiu immediately remembered that there were flowers and plants in the palace as well. She turned her feet and headed toward the Imperial Garden. While still a long way off, she heard the melodious sound of silk and bamboo instruments, along with the faint sound of singing; it seemed as though many people were holding a concert.

None of this was of concern to Wan Qi. Looking at the various rough stones displayed in the hall of several hundred square meters behind her, and the three-story building where countless stones were placed on each floor, Wan Qi made an assessment: the total value of these stones was calculated in the hundreds of millions.

It was a moving tremor. Xie Yaohua clearly felt those exquisite curves lying so tenderly upon him, rising and falling with every breath.

At first, when the Prince of Zhennan entered the city, he had made grand promises to everyone. Although people were somewhat encouraged, they still felt those promises were a bit empty. They never expected that the Prince would truly live up to his name; his abilities were indeed extraordinary, and he had managed to bring so many people along.

"Alright, stow that miserable look of yours. I won't hold it against you this time, but if there's a next time, don't blame me for beating you to death!" Ah Jiu put on a fierce expression.

She endured all this malice and insisted on staying in Qiping Town instead of fleeing back to her hometown because she was determined to sue Lin Daiyu.

When they left the restaurant, it was already quite late. Jin Rui and Zheng Xinyi had no intention of returning to the dormitory. The morning training schedule for freshmen was quite flexible; as long as they chose projects with fewer people to complete, the system would automatically record their scores. Once everything was finished, they could enjoy the leisure of a Sunday afternoon.

Just as it had been during the Xie Dynasty, Xie Mao's work environment was very relaxed, and he felt no pressure discussing matters while eating.

Zhao'er looked at the embroidery she had left behind. She thought for a moment but suppressed the urge to call out to her; she would be coming back tomorrow anyway, so it didn't matter that she hadn't taken it with her.

Xiao Jing was conflicted, but in the end, he got out of the car... He dared not imagine how Young Master Chen would deal with him if he didn't.

These bright red blocks of ice did not vanish from this sorrowful land until several months later, when the weather warmed and the ice melted.

However, as more and more people came to believe in Dugu Jian, the energy gathering around him gradually grew stronger, and Dugu Jian began to perceive the possibilities within it.

"Senior Brother Sect Leader, it is not appropriate for the disciples to stay here any longer," Cang Song, the head of Dragon Head Peak, reminded Daoxuan in a whisper.

I let out a sigh of relief. It seemed I had been overthinking; in reality, she just wanted a good night's sleep.

But Fang Hanmin was never one to enjoy strife or contention. Since Old Sun had changed his attitude and put on such a pitiful, wounded act, Fang Hanmin immediately withdrew his previous words. Regardless of whether he liked the other party or not, they still had to work together in the same department, seeing each other every day, and he felt there was no need to sour the relationship.

I didn't memorize the script word for word; I just remembered the key plot points, reviewed them on the spot, and then improvised.

Meng De smiled slightly, his fingers moving slowly upward to stroke her hair until they touched Wei Xianxian’s hairpin. This caused Wei Xianxian’s delicate body to tremble slightly, and the expression on her beautiful face shifted.

Wu Sangui knew he definitely wouldn't be able to catch them, but in order to let this group of Mongols run even further away, he made a show of chasing them for over an hour before satisfiedly heading toward the location where the Jianlu supply troops were stationed.