Book One, Chapter 121: I Can't Shake the Feeling That Something Is Wrong

After getting a clear look at the other person’s face, his eyes narrowed.

It was her!

The next instant, Yun Mojiu blurred, vanishing from where he stood once more.

Before he could even express his surprise, a startled cry suddenly came from behind him.

“Miss Yun!”

Jian An had been dragging his injured body toward the well, intending to climb down, when he saw Yun Mojiu appear out of nowhere.

The usually taciturn man instantly reddened around the eyes.

Both sides stood suspended in midair, gazing at one another in silence. Neither took the initiative to speak and break the murderous tension.

With that thought, Wu Zhongbao took out his phone, glanced at the number Ling Zhoutian had sent him, and dialed it.

In the brief span of time after the scoring standards for specific performances were announced, the various factions had essentially completed their alliances and maneuvering.

The Sacred Flame Token had always been regarded by the Bright Cult as the symbol of its leader—seeing the token was equivalent to seeing the leader himself. Unfortunately, the token had been lost more than a century ago. It was said to have fallen back into the hands of the Persian Bright Cult, and this had become a deep regret weighing on the entire Bright Cult.

Damn it. Who would have thought that the Hidden Dragon Overlord could actually accomplish something like this? What should we do now?

A cold, sinister glint flashed deep in Zuo Lengchan’s eyes. He did not dodge or retreat, simply allowing Ren Woxing to seize his wrist.

This time, his eyes changed from blue to white once again—not pure white, but tinged with gray. As the Annihilation Eye opened and closed, a gray vortex formed within the gradient and swiftly intertwined with the other three spirals. Now, the four spirals encircled the white-bearded elder from four directions, trapping him at the center.

According to Wanti Yao, this bronze statue had been passed down from the Ming Dynasty. As the years went by, the Wan family had moved from place to place, taking root wherever they settled, yet the statue had always remained at their side. Even during their most difficult days, they had never considered pawning it.

“Are you planning to trap me in the Void Realm?” The moment Old Xiao made a slight motion with his arm, he immediately sensed the mystical force around him growing stronger. Even his perception was sealed by it.

To practice this technique, Zhang Jiulong had specially made a deck of cards. Unlike ordinary playing cards, they were forged from metal and were somewhat heavier than standard cards.

Seeing the poem he had “written” tossed beneath the table, the man realized that his ruse had been exposed. He hurriedly lowered his head, his face flushing red.

Uncle Zhen had originally said he would not charge anything, but Mico insisted. In the end, Uncle Zhen could not overcome Mico’s persistence and had no choice but to agree.

After hearing Lin Xin’er’s words, Yang Liuer immediately understood. She cried out happily, “Sister, she was the one who strangled me with her hand just now. I want to break her right hand first.”

“That’s none of your business.” Bei Xiantang slipped her arm through Shao Yiluo’s and cast Mico a provocative glance.

It turned out that, in the beginning, people had still been full of hope. It was only that hope was constantly suppressed, and everyone would desperately persuade themselves to abandon the thought of leaving. If they regarded themselves as nothing more than machines for their entire lives, living would not be quite so painful.

Tianchuan Mako had just washed herself in this restroom. In other words, this strand of hair had undoubtedly been left behind by her. Lin Tianfan held it up before his eyes and examined it, when a question suddenly surfaced in his mind: Had the hair come from Tianchuan Mako’s armpit, or from somewhere lower?

Emperor Xichen sat beside the two of them and pondered for a long while before finally saying, “Lord Feng Yue, Lord Xuanyuan, the simultaneous disappearance of the emperors and crown princes of the Three Kingdoms must not be allowed to get out. If word spreads, it will only give those with ulterior motives an opportunity to exploit. We should return first and take charge of the overall situation.”

Still, he really wanted to try the stir-fried bamboo shoots with three fresh ingredients she had mentioned. After weighing the matter, he finally steeled himself and said, “I’m allergic to bamboo shoots.”

“Eunuch Xian, shouldn’t you be serving Father in the palace? What brings you here to me?” Ming Xuan asked as he helped Eunuch Xian to his feet.