42 Disappearance [Third Update]

The crucial issue, however, was her current status as the true and proper Princess consort of Prince Mu. With such a noble standing, for her to return and personally apply makeup for Ning Shuangshuang would inevitably be considered a breach of protocol.

"No, no, I won't have it! I am going to follow you to Songzhou. I’m not afraid of danger—wasn’t it dangerous a few days ago, too? Just take me with you!" Shui Ling ignored everything else, shouting persistently.

Li Shimin felt helpless. He knew that once cement appeared, it would be impossible to keep it a secret, just like papermaking; it would only serve to benefit his rivals.

Bai Qi glanced at the two elders of the Divine Dragon Sect. He recognized them both: the First Elder, Long Ping, and the Second Elder, Long Xu.

Though they had not been abused while in the base, their spirits were utterly dejected. Their faces were covered in stubble, and they had lost all their former vigor, appearing a far cry from the spirited Li Shimin.

Heartbroken sobs suddenly rang out, and outside the door, Lu Yuan sighed before walking toward the entrance.

In addition to the Army, an Air Force and a Navy were to be established, both under the jurisdiction of the General Staff Headquarters. Li Shimin was to serve as the Commander of the General Staff.

Tianxiang’s concerns were well-founded. The more precious an item, the more likely there would be those who could recognize its true value. Unless one had been immersed in the industry for a long time, it would be difficult to identify, as no one had ever seen such things before.

"I don't know what happened either. When we entered the palace, I told them about the exit of the underground secret passage, but they never came to find us. Could something have gone wrong?" Tianxiang replied.

Just as he was sleeping soundly, Bo Lingjun felt two large hands clamp onto his arms almost simultaneously, and then two more covered his nose and mouth, suffocating him so he could not even breathe.

Zhou Yu had fallen ill again, and the Eastern Wu generals hurried to visit him. With a great battle imminent, the commander could not afford any problems.

"How terrifying, to strip away life without a sound." Changkong Xingyu sighed to himself, unable to help but become even more cautious. He stopped his blind traversal and paused within the grid to examine his surroundings carefully.

It was no joke; the immortal had told him to meditate for three days, yet he had jumped up halfway through and cast a few spells recklessly. Even if he somehow managed to pull through, if the immortal refused to honor the arrangement, there would be no one to cry to.

***

A sharp pain caused Yue Lingyou to frown. She struck a palm at Liu Yinglong with her left hand, while her right hand, throbbing with pain, shook him off.

However, the number of zombies was greater than they had anticipated, and the time it took for such a large horde to gather was shorter than they had expected. Only one week had passed since they arrived at Li Jie’s Iserlohn.

"The application form? Let me think." Mei Gaofeng’s roommate pondered, rummaging through boxes and cabinets for a long time. Finally, they found it among a stack of papers used to prop up the bed legs.

Ye Huan reached out and pointed at Han Tingxiang’s nose, his fingertips trembling incessantly. He stuttered for a long time, but could only manage three words, unable to complete a single sentence.

"Very well, if you have any questions now, you may ask them," Ye Feng continued.

"Warning, enemy intrusion!" Jarvis’s defense system sounded an alarm. Unfortunately, Tony was currently unconscious and unable to issue commands.

Zhou Boyan was responsible for carrying Tang You while jumping off the cliff. Since he only had one hand available, he did not bring his combat knife or automatic rifle, carrying only a pistol and 30 rounds of ammunition. Besides, he was relatively light in weight himself.

"Adding different materials to fireworks not only changes the colors during the explosion but also alters the stability of the fireworks themselves."

What was important was that the man looked like the most popular "golden turtle" of the moment, and every time he turned, that stunning, timeless face elevated the already high-energy bar to an even higher level.

For the Black Heaven Demon Lord of the past, such a wound would have healed the instant it appeared, having no impact whatsoever.

For a moment, an awkward atmosphere, both present and absent, gradually thickened along with their silence.

Chi He gave a faint smile and beckoned him over, then leaned in to whisper a few instructions in his ear. His eyes widened repeatedly, and Bo Chuan could only roll his eyes and nod.

Aunt Miao had already brought the iodine, and Fang Rui had prepared clean pajamas, as well as a basin and towels.

***

Li Hanxue finally understood why Xuanyuan Dongqing could withstand the "Dragon Fist of the World" head-on without losing ground; if he were a reincarnation of a Great Emperor, then it was not strange at all.

After returning with the water, Feng Jingyi hadn't even had a chance to respond when he stood up again, darting back and forth—grabbing the phone, turning off the water, then remembering something and returning to help her dry her hair. For a long time, Feng Jingyi just watched him scurry about, acting in such a scattered, half-hearted, and nonsensical way.

Looking at that delicate, unforgettable face before him, Yang Zhentian’s heart contracted violently.

This cultivator was at the fourth level of the Mahayana stage. Because he had lived at sea for a long time, his face had a faint layer of moisture, but being able to stay in the Ghost Sea area clearly showed he was no ordinary cultivator.

An Lingran slapped his forehead. Because Gu Sichun was injured, he had been so busy that he completely forgot he had promised Gu Han to let Gu Sichun go. An Lingran looked at Gu Han with a headache, thinking the best way now was to slip away first and then find someone to take Gu Han to school.

Leng Zhong laughed, "You’re exaggerating too much. If you want the baby to do somersaults, you’ll have to wait several more months." After saying this, Leng Zhong gently nudged Xia Xue, signaling her to walk forward. He deliberately slowed his pace, taking large bites of the ice cream cone in his hand, fearful of triggering any more of Xia Xue's cravings.

After speaking, the Sixth Elder gave Lu Yan a deep look before turning and walking back to his seat.

After checking that nothing was left behind, Lu Yan went straight into his room, planning to use the remaining time to get some good rest.

Looking around now, one could see that the number of people remaining in the other four areas was also small, with only a few dozen in each.

Those masked men didn't say a word, raising their iron bars and swinging them fiercely at Jacques.

The crowd gathered around and, upon seeing the clothes and decorations, realized they belonged to the County Princess and Magistrate Li. Nearby were two baskets, the herbs from which had been spilled onto the ground. One white sleeve had a herb stuck to it; there was no need to guess—it was the County Princess. And the sword beside the official was the one bestowed upon Li Jiannan by the King.