Chapter 63 Where Did My Memory Go? 12

Zhao Jinchu hastily explained, "Don't put it so harshly. It's not treating you like livestock feed. I saw in your file that your floral scent has a mesmerizing effect on both humans and monsters. As long as you release your floral scent to the fullest the moment we step inside, and we coordinate with each other, it will definitely work."

Zhao Jinchu reminded, "Don't you want to get out of here? You're also a working stiff, aren't we supposed to be cooperating as a team?"

She lacked the memories of the two of them spending a year together, as for the envoy...

Along the way, the sorrowful-looking Third Elder walked with a hunchback and his hands clasped behind his back at the very front of the procession. The still-angry Third Brother and the silent Yuwei walked side by side behind the Third Elder. None of them exchanged any words with one another, and the atmosphere was exceptionally oppressive.

She vaguely remembered Yin Lanyi telling her before, quoting Morris, that Mo Xiuyuan had liked her for a long time.

"Destroy Wu?" Zhao Shu looked closely at the person before him again. He did not seem to be lying, but how could Zhao Shu dare to trust him lightly? Besides, Liu Bei had just suffered a defeat, and the vitality of Shu-Han was severely damaged. Regarding Wu, they could only seek alliance, not war. How could Zhao Shu possibly agree to such a condition?

Then, Tianxing continuously circulated the fire element within his body, not daring to let his concentration wander in the slightest. With his eyes fixed unblinkingly on the medicine cauldron, he did his utmost to control the flames burning the Jilin Leaf. Time ticked away second by second, and finally, accompanied by a long sigh of relief from Tianxing, a dark brown medicinal pill emerged from within the cauldron.

While they were speaking, the tea soup gradually came to a boil. After removing the charcoal fire from beneath the kettle, Qingyao filled three bowls of tea soup and respectfully presented them to the three people seated around the wooden table. Then, without a word, she withdrew from everyone's sight.

Muyun had roughly guessed the purpose of the array Yuniyi had set up in the air, but Yuniyi was currently in a crucial phase. If he were to interrupt, not only would it be of no benefit to him, but it might also disrupt Yuniyi's spellcasting, with potentially severe consequences. Therefore, Muyun could only murmur silently in his heart.

"Senior, please feel free to speak of whatever is on your mind. If it is something within my power to assist with, I will certainly help," Gu Mu said with a smile, gently swirling the teacup filled with Biluochun in his hand and watching the ripples form on the surface due to his motion.

"Wait~! I happen to see that his aptitude is quite good, and I also wish to take him as a disciple~!" Fang Jin immediately intercepted Tianxing and said.

Or perhaps they were inherently selfish to begin with, never intending to look after one another. As long as they could please the Prince, what need was there for any attending maidservants?

Gao Ping laughed heartily, and after a long while, said, "I can let him go, but you must come over and take his place." Before Zhao Shu could reply this time, Lü Rong preempted him, saying, "I'll take his place," and stepped forward to go.

Fan Ping'an wore a proud and confident smile. The seven former deities all fell silent, knowing that Fan Ping'an was making a show of force to them. The problem was that he indeed had the qualification to do so; to be able to defeat the Phoenix God under those circumstances—the strength of the Underworld God's successor, Fan Ping'an, truly exceeded their imaginations.

Xiliang was indeed somewhat distant, and going there would also completely sever all ties with Mingwei. But so what? She probably wouldn't even have the chance to live long enough to be married off to Xiliang.

Arrow after arrow was shot frantically from the inside out, causing a tremendous amount of trouble for these orcs.

"Let's go, let's return to the inn," I rubbed my throbbing temples and said as I stood up.

However, they were merely wisps of primordial spirits at present. Being able to sustain the existence of their primordial spirits was already their absolute limit; if they wanted to pull off any other major moves, it was definitely out of the question.

As for the others, they were all powerhouses from secondary and tertiary factions, belonging to the vassals of the two great imperial palaces, and at this moment, they did not dare to speak at all.

The entire gathering place was shaken. Those gigolos—no, the men who had come for the recruitment—screamed in panic and fled in all directions upon seeing this. Anyone could see how terrifying Fan Ping'an was. Lin Xiruo stood there dumbfounded, wondering how a gigolo had turned into a tyrannosaurus rex. Just as she was about to ask something, she was grabbed by the shoulders by the skinny monkey beside her and dragged away to a nearby building.