Chapter 58: The Underground Palace Beneath the Temple

Após a morte e fuga da delicada e mimada concubina, o ministro poderoso e abstinente enlouqueceu Dú Rúqing 1348 words 2026-08-04 06:47:18

She stubbornly insisted as usual, "I am not afraid."
Pei Ji the corner of his lips curved upward, "Then will you let go of my hand?"
"..."
"Let's walk a bit further inside and see if we can find anyone else." Getting back to business, Pei Ji decided to stop teasing her.
"Okay."
Walking all the way inward along the dark cave, a decaying, fishy stench drifted through the air. Shen Wan could not remember how long they had walked.
When candlelight came into view once more, the faint sound of a woman sobbing...

Liu Yuzhi was in no rush to return to work, instead staying at the hospital to accompany Liu Pengfei for several consecutive days.
Wen Dahe and the others watched as everyone walked uniformly toward Wen Yan, asking him questions one after another.
A member of the public security brigade called Wang Yu, his hands trembling and his voice quaking involuntarily.

It was one thing that this Fu Yuqing liked to cling to his son, but his own father was resistant to him meeting Fu Yuqing. Could he accept Gu Xingchen as well?
As Mu Qingyi sat cross-legged on a soft couch, flipping through these stories, she could not help but find them rather amusing.
Scholar Tian had long since heard of Bai Gui's great reputation. With only six or seven hundred scholars scattered across the vicinity of the provincial capital, how could he not have heard of Bai Gui? Moreover, among those from Shaanxi Province who had studied abroad in Japan, the cumulative total over more than ten years did not exceed fifty people. A government-sponsored student who also held the status of a scholar was even rarer.
On the long street, Yu Qing's expression shifted in slight shock, never expecting the governor to unleash a spell of this caliber.
This spiritual metal, known as "Ant-Crystal Profound Iron," was extraordinarily expensive, costing as much as three hundred low-grade spiritual stones per tael, and it was virtually priceless.
For a split second, a thought even crossed his mind to give one of his surplus magical artifacts to Li Yun.
Through observation, Li Tian discovered that the image hidden within was likely the most difficult Thousand-Hand Guanyin among all Guanyin statues.
Pain wanted to enrage Frieza, to thoroughly infuriate him so that he would unleash his maximum power and exert his greatest force.
"That's right, I am the Qingyang traitor Ye Ziyu. Come right at me and fight!" Looking at Li Jiayuan, Ye Ji recalled how Li Jiayuan had attacked him time and again within the Dao formation that day, and a raging fire of anger ignited in his heart.
All four of them were at the peak of the Inedia realm, and the four of them vaguely regarded one person as their leader. This leader was named Wang猛 (Wang Meng), and even without deep interaction, Xia Tian sensed that this fellow was a ruthless and merciless person.

However, at that moment, Yue Longtian suddenly discovered another problem. On one side of him was the roaring sound of cascading rain, yet he could still clearly hear the sound of footsteps outside the house.
Hearing Ye Yu say this, A Si immediately put on a proud expression and said, "This one was also captured not long ago, apparently brought in by the Armored Commander, and was recently released by A Si himself."
Kong Fang's voice was filled with seduction, and to ordinary people, the conditions he offered were indeed not unacceptable.
Wu Jun's injuries were the most severe. At this moment, his face was ashen, blood was still flowing endlessly from the wound on his chest, and he was on his last breath.
Mu Yuqin charged ahead with a radiant smile. Just then, a tripwire sprang up into the air, and instantly the galloping horse tumbled to the ground. Mu Yuqin staggered, fell off, and rolled onto the ground.
This time, instead of notifying the vampire clan's inner circle after acquiring the treasure, he kept it hidden, intending to monopolize the artifact.
"The Rashomon, legend has it, is the city gate situated between the mortal world and the netherworld, where life and death linger and joy and sorrow alternate. This side of the gate is the mortal world, and once you step through this door, you enter the hell where ghosts weep and spirits wail!" The voice of the Rashomon was very low, as if talking to itself, or perhaps pouring out its heart to someone.
Although Qin Mengyun was the disciple of Patriarch Bi Fenghua, Bi Fenghua was merely one of many factions within the Hundred Spirits Palace. Therefore, upon hearing Qin Mengyun's words, they launched a merciless attack against her.