Chapter 98
Although Mo Xi did not explain in detail, the others were not fools. They immediately understood that he intended to […]
Although Mo Xi did not explain in detail, the others were not fools. They immediately understood that he intended to […]
Mo Xi suddenly turned his head. His handsome profile, sharp as though carved by an axe and cleaver, regarded the
Jiuhua Mountain’s Feathered People tribe?! The moment these words were spoken, all three were shocked. The Feathered People of Jiuhua
Hearing Yue Chenqing call out like this, Jiang Yexue immediately looked toward Murong Chuyi, while Mo Xi turned back to
Mo Xi was stared at so openly by Gu Mang with that half-smiling expression, and unexpectedly found himself experiencing a
“Drip.” A drop of water leaked through a crack in the cave wall and landed on the tip of Mo
How could this be?!! The two souls that governed Gu Mang’s memory and spiritual consciousness had clearly been extracted. It
Next came the three days during which Lu Zhanxing’s corpse was exposed to the public. During those three days, everything
The bright red blood sprayed amid the spectators’ cries of alarm, then, amid their sighs and murmurs, slowly seeped along
In the blink of an eye, three days had already passed in the years within the mirror. Mo Xi sat
Night had grown late, yet the sounds of laughter, flirtation, and plucked strings from Xinghua Tower continued without end. Mo
With a sharp slap, Mo Xi put all his strength into it. Lu Zhanxing’s cheek immediately swelled, and blood seeped
Lu Zhanxing smiled and said, “I already killed him. What else is there to say?” “Lu Zhanxing!” Mo Xi’s dark
“Lord Xihe, what do you think I’ve been hiding from you?” When Gu Mang asked this question, the expression on
Inside Yifang Pavilion, coils of incense smoke curled languidly through the air. Soft crimson carpets covered the floor, and an
He was direct, and Junshang did not beat around the bush either. He smiled. “It is good that you understand
When Mo Xi opened his eyes, the first thing that came into view was a dark bluish-green canopy embroidered with
“Enough,” Murong Chuyi said, sweeping his sleeve. “You’ve already obtained what you wanted. Tell us. Where is Yue Chenqing?” “He…”
Two boats broke through the clouds and descended together. As the black clouds dispersed and the ground drew closer, they
Gu Mang lowered his head in front of him, his face still carrying the lingering flush from the dream, his