Volume 1 Chapter 22: The Premiere of Fragrant Wine and Deep Affection

Lin Beibei let down her guard and opened the door. The dim light of the old apartment building’s corridor spilled over the slender youth standing before her. She suddenly felt a sense of strangeness. She could not remember how long it had been since they last met; the boy seemed to have grown taller. In her memory, he was only half a head taller than her, but now she had to tilt her head back to see his face clearly. He looked far too thin; he must have suffered quite a bit out there. He had also dyed his hair a pale, bleached yellow. He looked exactly like a rebellious, delinquent teenager. His facial features had fully matured, appearing deeper and more handsome than before, radiating a bold and passionate youthful energy. Lin Beibei looked at him, familiar yet…

Yu Huan’s path to establishing authority while managing the Lakers was, in truth, entirely dependent on his eye for drafting talent. Tonight, the cowshed he was staying in was reasonably clean; when he approached, he did not smell much of a stench. Having only brute strength and power is not enough without matching leadership, calculation, a grasp of the battlefield, and the ability to guess an opponent's psychology while concealing one's own to avoid being predicted. However, Yagi Yukisai firmly believed, based on his own intuition, that Caesar must be faking it. Realizing this, Ju Jingwa’s expression involuntarily grew unnatural; her legs clamped shut, her throat felt itchy, and her mouth was parched. She seemed to be hallucinating—as if a gorgeously dressed, alluring woman was blowing her kisses and smiling at her. In a moment of fleeting clarity, Ju Jingwa took a deep breath. “However, this is destined to be a very difficult path, a path one wouldn't even dare to imagine. Don't you think it’s too hard to walk?” Zeng Ping asked with a bitter smile.

However, the Saint Quartz belonged to someone else, so what business was it of his? As long as they were having fun, they could summon whoever they wanted, right? Besides, it was not as if one could reliably summon someone specific anyway. “To be precise, I am proficient in all kinds of physiognomy; bone reading is just one of them!” he said honestly, his expression unchanging, as if he were simply describing his job. “I believe my apprentice would not lie. If you insist on claiming he bumped into you, why don't we check the surveillance footage? I trust the footage will not lie!” Ye Xuan said coldly. “That’s more like it, otherwise I would truly worry about our future life,” Guan Lili said triumphantly. Upon learning of General Jifate’s decision, the Great Barbarian Dragon was very gratified and resolved to assist the general in completing the mission to annihilate the Great Tang imperial army. Consequently, he launched a counterattack against the cold-blooded legions besieging Demon Mountain. The Night Underworld Palace was the seat of the Underworld King, housing the High Priest, the twelve guardians, and various ordinary sorcerers. The palace was located at the edge of the Underworld; as he spoke, he pointed toward a tall tower in the distance. The tower was far away, yet its majestic presence remained undiminished. The mountain-rock-shaped crystal seemed to possess a spirit; it flew straight toward Cassius. Cassius instinctively reached out to catch it, immediately sensing an aura of the earth—heavy and steady. In the end, with the help of his masters and disciples, Feng Changqing recaptured Underworld Mountain in one stroke and continued to pursue Jifate’s main army, marching toward Kangju City. Hard work pays off; Xia Xia found the necklace on a tree branch on the hillside. Zuo Lun anxiously cradled the necklace in his hands. It was crafted from sapphires and topazes in the shape of a pistol and a bullet. “It’s all my fault~ It won’t happen again~” Guo Nianfei hugged Ling Xue'er and quickly charged into the room. If others knew what he was thinking, they would surely scoff—only just realizing who the victim was? Zuo Shu’s senior brother was the elder guarding the Evil Nether Tower. When the tower somehow broke its original seal and escaped, he pursued it and ultimately fell; the exact details remained unknown to the Heaven Soul Palace. Zi Xiang shook his head repeatedly; how could these people be so stubborn? What would happen to the future of the motherland? The sun of eight or nine in the morning was already half-withered; if some country were to attack, China would be finished. More importantly, his dream of forming the Black Dragon Star had completely fallen through. Xun You said, “I am willing to help Mengde with this task and persuade General He Jin to support the western expedition against Liu Fan. What does Mengde think?” Xun You remained seated in a formal posture. “The Emperor of the Western Heaven Dynasty, Jun Moli, is it?” At this moment, Bei Ao Yufeng suddenly said to Jun Moli.

“The immortals are dead, the gods have fallen; where can one find peace?” Suddenly, a sigh echoed in Liu Yi’s ear. Liu Yi woke up with a start, turned his head, and saw an old man in white robes. The old man’s beard and hair were long, exuding the graceful demeanor of an immortal. After making two more trips, it was time for lunch. Old Liu took Luo Nan to a makeshift shed to collect boxed meals; they were supposed to be one meat and one vegetable, yet one could not even find two slivers of meat. A man in white entered from outside; the wind blowing through the window hit him perfectly, his sleeves fluttering and hair flying, his alluring eyes staring straight at me, his thin red lips pressed tightly together. Xu Gu struggled to turn and dodge Long Ze’s fatal sword strike, but before he could catch his breath, another sword thrust toward him. Having killed many guards earlier, he was already exhausted and weak. Now, the space was entirely surrounded by the Heart of Liu Yi’s Heaven-Cold World; there was no possibility of escaping. Given Liu Yi’s performance, if he were caught, there would be no good outcome. His entire body felt as if the bones had been shattered; any slight movement caused excruciating pain. It was a miracle he hadn’t died falling from such a height; as long as he was alive, everything would be fine. Fearing the loss of her beloved, Gao Wanwan screamed that she was willing to undergo examination, insisting on her innocence. But Ye Lingfeng did not listen and instead got up and left, leaving her heart shattered and her soul lost. For a time, everyone in Tianyong City was ignited with burning gossip, though they dared not ask directly while Su Ruoxi was present. “Good horse, walk just a little further and you can go back,” Jian Quan patted the horse’s back, comforting the steed that had fought by his side for many years. It was only now that he missed his precious Cloud-Hoof Horse, Bailin; if it were here, it would not fear such harsh, freezing conditions. Then, the Great God Pangu looked toward Di Jun and Tai Yi and began to walk in their direction; being ten thousand feet tall, it took him only a step or two to reach them. “If the Empress says so, it must be correct.” He did not fully understand Zi Chen’s thoughts, but he felt that whatever Qing Rang said could not be wrong.