Chapter 247
Gu Mang stared blankly at the man before him. Hesitation and wariness, bewilderment and confusion passed through his blue eyes.
Gu Mang stared blankly at the man before him. Hesitation and wariness, bewilderment and confusion passed through his blue eyes.
Swish, swish. Outside Luomei Villa, a low-ranking cultivator was sweeping fallen paulownia leaves off the white jade and bluestone paving.
From that day onward, Mo Xi became a little obsessed. Although Li Wei later tried, when his mood was reasonably
Blood dripped down, one drop at a time. Murong Lian clutched his shoulder, blood seeping through the gaps between his
Gu Mang was brought in under the butler’s escort. He was still dressed in plain white robes, with an iron
In the blink of an eye, five days had passed. Mo Xi had been swamped with military affairs and had
Lord Changfeng’s residence lay in the eastern part of the imperial capital. Although he was a royal relative, his household
The people at the Military and Government Office had clearly noticed Marshal Mo’s irritability over the past few days. He
At this point, Mo Xi had no other choice. He cursed under his breath and pushed Gu Mang back against
It was an exquisitely embroidered scented pouch, woven with a design depicting mountains, rivers, the sun, and the moon. Golden
What was going on…? How could it be empty? It was as though someone had poured a ladleful of ice
If time could be turned back three years, and someone had gone to Police Officer Mo and made a prediction,
Mo Xi’s feelings of anger and revulsion flared up again like a wildfire. His face remained cold, but fierce flames
“Can I sit next to you?” Mo Xi’s fingertips trembled, and he nearly spilled the wine in his glass. As
Two Years Later. By the banks of the Fushui River, the hundred-thousand-strong army of the Northern Frontier had pitched camp.
The moment the Tear of Li Jun finished speaking, Mo Xi felt a dizzying pain on the side of his
However, Officer Mo was still far too naive. If he had known even a little about writing fiction, he would
The Northern Frontier Army’s soldiers were dressed rather differently from what Mo Xi had imagined. After all, the only historical
Mo Xi: “……” Sea Turtle: “……” “This is what you call useful?” “Uh, this thing works based on luck. It
The world around them was blanketed in falling evening snow, and sunset was fast approaching. Everything was just as Gu