Volume 1, Chapter 64: Li Shimin Misses His Wife!

"Blossom, Moon, Night on the Spring River."
Su Chan'er watched Li Chengqian continuously wield his brush across the paper, softly reciting the verses: "The spring river tide rises level with the sea, and the bright moon at sea is born with the tide. Sparkling and shimmering, it follows the waves for ten thousand miles..."
"Shh..."
When the Fiora reached level two, combined with the attack power bonus from the red potion, though she didn't carry Ignite, their combined damage was still enough to take down the enemy Renekton.
Surrendering was shameful, but still slightly better than losing one's life. Tisuk's subordinate reminded himself that he was no longer a soldier and his mindset needed to change. Besides, surrendering to such an opponent wasn't terribly humiliating; given how powerful Bating was, weren't they still helpless against the Tongyu Fleet now?
Wu Li felt the same way. Remembering how he used to casually pat Danbao's head, nowadays just catching a glimpse of Danbao's back made him shudder, let alone trying to touch the creature's forehead.
If he did not love her, she could still secure a place in his harem, lacking neither food nor clothing, only that precious freedom.
"He Bixu, if you still fail to make the right choice, you will only give me an even bigger joke to laugh at!" Luo Changgeng said. With that, he sat down.
"Li Chen? The alias you used on the ship last time was Li Long, and now you call yourself Li辰." Lin Mobai looked at Chu Feng, saying this with a completely expressionless face, as if merely stating a plain fact.
Following Chen Qifan into the council hall, the five members of Rentian immediately surveyed the surrounding environment. After a careful inspection by all five, they found no guards hiding in the shadows of the palace.
Across the dark void, the figures of the top ten supreme Chaos True Gods of the Hall of Heavenly Might had already appeared before Sword Wushuang, every single one of them exclaiming a monstrous killing intent.
"Let's not talk about that anymore. Anyway, having a maid like her by your side can be considered a blessing," Feng Yufei turned back to take Ya'er's hand and said.
Reflecting a chilling glint, the silhouette of a single man and a sword caused several people who had just been thrilled to draw a sharp breath of cold air.
Li Junxiu wearily waved his hand, trying to shake off the hand Chen Nuo had placed upon his arm. His long, slanted phoenix eyes flashed with anxiety as he looked at Chen Nuo.
Thinking up to this point, Leng Yehang tried to push the door open just like he had yesterday, only to find that the door actually swung open at his push. However, what met his eyes was merely an empty room, accompanied by a letter on the desk and yesterday's mobile phone.
The smile vanished from Xiao Yifei's face, and the crowd instantly quieted down. Just who was the visitor from the Ultraman race that could manage to change the expression of the great General Xiao?
Seeing countless cultivators cleaning the ice on the frozen surface, the surrounding cultivators also joined the ranks of the ice-clearers one after another. Every cultivator knew that beneath such a massive frozen lake, ice spirit stones must surely exist.
It had to be said that Ah Fei's observation was still very meticulous. Upon taking a closer look, sure enough, the Taoist priest's front legs were indeed maintained in a running posture.
"The vast majority of those who dare to insult me are already dead." Hidden Dragon's gaze carried a trace of icy chill, piercing Xiao Yifei's eyes like two sharp blades and causing him intense pain.
Not knowing how much more time had passed, Xinyan opened his eyes once more, only to find his vision filled entirely with police officers in uniform.
"Senior, my ninth brother usually has too many misgivings in his affairs and is quite ignorant of manners. Please do not take offense!" At this moment, Liu Yongqing immediately hurried over with an apologetic smile and said.
Seeing Shi Muyu, Xie Xuecheng looked as though he had found his savior, hurriedly rushing over to explain the situation to him.
Leng Yi lowered his head, not knowing how to reply. He felt that this question didn't even need an answer, as he simply had no room to make his own choice. Willing or not, he had to go.