Chapter 59: Uncontrollably Drawing Closer to Her

Deep in the night, the front courtyard of the princess's mansion was wrapped in profound silence, its lanterns still burning brightly. Taking advantage of the matrons being busy in the back courtyard, Lingling quietly changed into a maid's attire and crouched among the shrubbery in the front courtyard, waiting for the right moment. Carefully avoiding the guards, she slipped over to the Ink Fragrance Courtyard during a change of shift.

Meanwhile, Xu Nuo roughly explained the story of the Autobots and Decepticons to He Feiyang, and this story also belonged to the science fiction genre.

Colonel Luo Wei spread his hands helplessly; even with his authority in the Science Bureau being high enough, such matters were not something he could decide alone.

"Flower Fruit Mountain, Water Curtain Cave, Great Sage Equaling Heaven—Sun Wukong!" After Feng Xiu finished declaring his name, Sun Wukong, refusing to be outdone, announced his own title as well.

"What a fine name! What a fine name!" Hearing this, Jia Zheng suddenly stood up, clapping his hands in high praise. This startled Jia Tian, who hurriedly scrambled up to his feet right after Jia Zheng.

The midday sunlight streamed straight down upon Jia Tian and Jia Huan as they sat shoulder to shoulder on the threshold.

Together with Li Zicheng's two adopted sons, Li Shuangxi and Zhang Nai, a total of eighteen combatants out of the twenty-four generals took part in this massive battle.

Infused with Asura's soul power, the Mother-Child Chasing Soul Chimes burst open directly. A massive cloud of poison instantly filled the air, and countless highly toxic bone-melting needles roared toward Molang.

Forget about the night; even in broad daylight, anyone coming here would get lost, because there were simply no paths to be found here.

"In addition, I need your help regarding Teacher Wang's detoxification," Sun Wukong said, looking at Wang Yan.

The impurities inside had long since been purged under Molang's impeccably timed forging, either turning into sparks or melting away within the furnace.

Although Chang'e could not be said to have deep romantic feelings for Ji Yang, her view of him was definitely different from that of any other male immortal.

Fuwei glanced at the contact list, which featured several interceptors and police vessels belonging to the Security Force. These ships were cruising around in formation flying mode, tracing simulated yellow trajectories across the glass of their forward cockpit windows.

They had encountered worker bees, information bees, and a few squads of soldier bees, but had yet to see a single drone. It was not until they had already penetrated the central area and hidden themselves inside a cleared side chamber that the marines finally decided to halt and confer.

Of course, Li Lin's efforts were rewarded. His combat abilities grew steadily stronger, and his shooting accuracy increased as well. Although the gap between him and the others was not yet glaringly obvious, as days accumulated, his strength would eventually surpass that of those other "players" by a wide margin.

The next day, when Richard logged back in, he found himself lying on a bed. As he sat up, his head felt as though it had been fiercely battered by a hammer, heavy and dizzy.

Nathan remotely operated the landing platform, sealing the hexagonal rotating closure hatches. Once the Storm Petrel entered the landing platform, it automatically docked at the nearest gantry. A mechanical arm extended, detached the cockpit at the front of the starship hull, moved it aside, and docked it with an exchange chamber.

A flash of inspiration struck Xue Ning's mind; he thought of a story, and the experiences of the characters in that story bore an eerie similarity to the predicament currently facing the vanguard team.

Next came the final step—dragging and combining the design blueprints of all the components and elements together.

Citizens shall exercise the rights of assembly, procession, and demonstration, and the people's governments at all levels shall guarantee them in accordance with the provisions of this law.

Mo Kui let out a soft hum as his primordial spirit power surged outward, spreading three hundred miles in a single breath with the Potala Palace at its center, searching for the Glazed Temple mentioned by Phags-pa.

"Are you accustomed to your living quarters?" Although the Imperial College student before him had once reviled him, Li纲 (Li Gang) showed no resentment or hostility, maintaining a mild and amiable demeanor.