Chapter 138: Support Mission 2

Wang Keyue called out to Xiaobao in her mind while beginning to circulate her healing spell. A warm current slowly rose from her lower dantian and gradually spread throughout her entire body. Particularly when it reached her chest, the warmth lingered there, continuously swirling around. Her chest, which had previously ached so intensely that she could barely breathe, began to heal slowly.

"Little Yueyue, are you feeling better now? I have already sent the main storyline of this world, and you can check it at any time!" Xiaobao finally spoke up. "I only—"

Gradually, he learned to be tactful, worldly, and to master the pace of matters himself. Was this not also a deep yearning within his heart? That feeling of commanding the world simply by lifting a hand or moving a foot was wonderful, exquisite, and he loved it. But what about now? Could the primary reason be himself?

"Why are you here?" I instantly cheered up. The person who arrived was Yidian'er, and I hadn't seen her in a long time.

Jiuxuan, who was being scrutinized, sat across from her and felt a chill running down his back. He didn't seem to have provoked her, did he? Be that as it may, he hadn't quite grasped this young woman's temper yet, but he believed that sooner or later, he would become familiar with it.

Sure enough, the reason Xia Dieyi was in such disarray was because she had been drugged, and with a potent aphrodisiac at that.

At precisely nine o'clock in the evening, she arrived at Paradise. Following behind Ling Yueqiong into the private dining room, Wei Weiyi's footsteps came to an abrupt halt the moment she caught sight of Duan Xuchu, who was chatting and laughing with Sheng Qizhou.

In the blink of an eye, the fifty-third year of Kangxi's reign arrived, marking Yingtang's first Lunar New Year away from home. At this time, Yingtang and Donggo Miaoyi inevitably thought of their loved ones, and even Yunxin missed Yunzhen and the others.

"Once Queen Bao is removed, the position of mistress of this inner palace will be firmly within the grasp of Lady Chu!" said the Marquis of Chu.

Li Mofan neither arranged for anyone to escort her nor allowed her to carry any money. Consequently, if she wanted to reach the Wangyu Villa, she had no choice but to walk on foot.

Li Mofan was wearing only swimming trunks, with water still dripping from his hair and body. It appeared he had just returned from swimming.

"I am afraid I dare not trouble you!" Queen Bao looked at Imperial Concubine Cai, casting a critical gaze over her appearance from head to toe.

She could not expose her identity, her soul of Dao could not be used, and many of her methods were unavailable, leaving her strength vastly diminished. Under such circumstances, it seemed she was truly helpless against this illusion realm.

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Fortunately, the puppet's body was extremely sturdy, so the fall had not caused it any damage nor affected its core functions. After making some minor adjustments and modifying the execution order and frequency of certain commands, White Wolf summoned a wall of earth to prop up the upper body of the puppet.

Her assistance served a dual purpose: first, to repay the favor she owed Pei Qingyu; second, to acquire the Divine Chaos Stone. All things considered, she still came out ahead.

Because he was unfamiliar with this type of spear—or rather, quite out of practice—the spots where Uncle Chen thrust his spear changed every time, resulting in low accuracy. However, as time went on, the sparks left behind in the air by these thrusts gradually concentrated near the intersection of the two strokes forming the character "X," and Uncle Chen's accuracy steadily improved.

Furthermore, half of the fifty thousand soldiers under his command were natives of the capital. If news of the capital's fall were to reach them, it would inevitably cause restlessness and a severe blow to morale. Even if he could suppress it, how long could he possibly hold out?

Regardless of whether he was responsible for an action, the moment he heard about it, Mo Song would unhesitatingly match it to himself—treating the heard or witnessed event as the "case," and himself as the "culprit."

Just as the flaming chariot was driven back, the slaughter-city military formation suddenly charged forward, fiercely launching an assault upon Li Yanxu, who was no longer protected by any mirror soldiers.

This struck Bai Tianxing as rather strange. If he were the one who caused this outcome, this master and disciple should practically hate him to the core. How could they possibly come looking to him for help?