Chapter 25: Would She Get Spanked?

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It is hardly surprising that the imperial palace contains secret chambers and hidden passages; after all, having been tempered by centuries of history and countless rebellions and wars, it was built with many such paths for concealment and escape. Yuan Peipei was just about to push the door when Dugu Jin pulled her back with a sharp tug. Dugu Jin scolded her, "Are you tired of living? What if there are traps or hidden weapons inside?" He had been too anxious and had forgotten his tone. Yuan Peipei's tears instantly...

In the next second, a black hole appeared; the points of light vanished along with the old man's soul, and simultaneously, the entire blood-red firmament shattered in an instant.

At this moment, Yun Xiao was already growing desperate. He kicked open Yun Xi's bedroom door, rushed to the bedside, and threw back the quilt, only to find an embroidered pillow inside; there was no sign of Yun Xi.

Wei Xian remained silent. He could not control the fragments of the Panwa Red Packet, and therefore could not use the "Message" function independently. How, then, could he communicate with the "Swordsman"? Receiving no response from Wei Xian, the Swordsman clearly misunderstood, turning directly into a streak of light and departing.

Xiao Lin did not know what time it was, but he knew they must be in the Americas, though he was unsure if it was North or South. Only in these regions would one find indigenous tribes.

"Everything, you ask..." Mo Wu pondered for a moment. Then, with a wry smile, he began to speak.

The Three Waterfalls Temple is famous far and wide, but there are no cable cars or direct routes; to reach it, one must traverse rugged mountain paths. In some places, there are not even stone steps. Only those with a sincere heart to visit would make the journey; usually, few tourists are willing to endure such hardship. One must know that many tourists have fallen to their deaths on these treacherous mountain trails.

"Say no more, my mind is made up!" I frowned and said bluntly. She lowered her head in resignation. I walked out of the hall, knowing that she lifted her feet several times but never took a step forward; for defying my orders, even as my left-hand minister, she could no longer serve under me.

The Feather Ascension Technique relies most heavily on the essence of medicinal qi, and every time Lu Yu breaks through, it is as if he is absorbing that qi to an entirely new level—to put it bluntly, he is cultivating himself as if he were a medicinal herb.

Hearing Qi Yu's words, Zong Bailu smiled faintly and led Qi Yu a few steps to the side. There, a narrow gap just wide enough for one person to pass through existed. Using the bright light from the precious pearl, they could see into the vast space beyond.

Su Qi finally spoke, "In a way, yes. Actually, I came with many questions I wanted to ask you." Su Qi looked toward the north, his expression very earnest.

Shuoye Huimu raised his hands but felt no weight at all, as if he were wearing nothing at all.

Xuanyuan Yi looked at Feng Jinxi and the other, then recounted the events from beginning to end, and only then did Feng Lingxi understand.

He lunged forward with both claws, one grabbing Xie Yao, who was "sinking deep into the mud" within his chest, and the other reaching back to strike at Xie Yao's heart.

"Director Liu, is there something else you need help with?" I asked helplessly the moment I picked up the phone.

Indeed, the landmines had exploded; a surprise attack was no longer possible. He began to curse without restraint.

The Fox Immortal, annoyed by the noise, rolled down the car window and fired her immortal nose-chimney at the car roof.

Having never witnessed Lin Ao's swordsmanship, Tang Hong naturally could not fathom his true power.

No wonder Mo Sanniang dared to guarantee the forging of one hundred high-grade earthly weapons within a month; the weapon blanks were already prepared, and all that remained was to forge them into shape and maintain a high success rate.

Yet she had not sensed a thing, which meant that someone with cultivation far superior to hers must be hiding in the shadows—someone at least several levels higher than Mu Qingqing, otherwise she would not have remained completely unaware.

After a brief moment of surprise, the wolf, whose cultivation had surged, began a frenzied assault upon their side.