Chapter 150: Don’t Overthink It; This Is Artistic Creation

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Lu Yu was utterly baffled. "What could I possibly do to Zou Zhou?"

Chen Xiaofei replied, “What can a man do to a woman? Don’t you have any sense at all?”

Lu Yu retorted, “Speak properly. What’s wrong with her?”

Chen Xiaofei shot back, “You still have the nerve to ask what’s wrong with her?”

Lu Yu demanded, “You need evidence to talk like that. Why should I be embarrassed? Wasn’t everything fine this afternoon?”

Chen Xiaofei said, “It was fine then. Now let me help you recall.” Ying Mingyu was in a good mood and had said everything necessary. The rest could be discussed slowly during the long holiday.

Yu’er was a first-class maid introduced to Yan Qianqing by Yan Chanmíng, so how could she not understand Nan Xueyi’s intentions? She was determined not to leave.

Unlike the fragile spiritual dragons that could be crushed with a pinch before, these three were clearly different: the verdant wood dragon, the blue water dragon, and the dazzling fire dragon. They were formed by Qing Ci using Dragon Silk Robes as a framework, infused with bloodline power, making their attack strength far beyond ordinary spiritual dragons.

The Yaozhi tribe was a special branch among the demon clans. Their royal line was predestined by heaven, and only one ruler reigned per generation. The Yaozhi King of this realm belonged to the Phoenix Lotus lineage. Kings did not coexist; during one era, only one Phoenix Lotus lineage existed in this realm.

He did not know where the resentment in his heart came from. In truth, he was already ninety percent sure that Liu Zhaoying had no connection with the Xie family, since the Xie couple was looking for a boy, and she was a girl.

Xu Yu lifted the curtain and was momentarily speechless. The teahouses and taverns along the street were packed to overflowing; street vendors were shouting to passersby, occasionally exchanging smiles before returning to their work.

He thought this was probably what Lu Qianqian had done for Wang Zixi last time. Now that she was gone, this was all he could do.

The man before him, seeing this scene, couldn’t help but show a sly smile. He beckoned with his hand, then without a word hurriedly led his entourage out of the private room.

The driver inside the supply truck across the way was Song Jianren, a second-generation disciple of the Qingcheng Sect, whose strength had already reached the seventh level of the Earth Realm.

At the time, Yao Ji had not truly understood the Empress Dowager’s intentions. When she found the place where her mother was secluded, she discovered that no one was inside—only an earring left behind by the Empress. It was the same magnolia-shaped earring that Ming Ye Shang had shown her.

Since entering the sea region, this was the third time the Nine Heavens Tower had flashed. Tian Sheng stared intently at the Nine Heavens Tower, pondering the reason for its glow in his mind.

“Xiang’er, stop staring. Rest for a while, and I’ll take you to tour Jiangling Prefecture.” Song Yuan rarely saw Lv Xiang’er so curious and resolved to take her sightseeing after finishing the ‘important business.’

Feng Qingyu thought to herself, with Yan Kunzhong’s high-handedness, even if Father wanted to show favoritism, he wouldn’t do it so blatantly.

As his voice rang out, the already thin blood mist suddenly extended two misty arms, grabbing the wings of the winged demon and then fiercely pulling him into the blood mist.

In the end, with my leap and the tracking Shadow Wind Arrow, the BOSS let out a miserable screech before falling, dropping a large pile of gold coins and some equipment.

Tian Sheng also wanted to know who the golden crow that had fought him earlier was, so he recounted the recent events and the fight that took place upon entering the room.

However, the elder sister-in-law was still unconscious, and the third and fourth aunt clearly were not willing to let her off so easily.

Qi Xuan pursed her lips, her eyes filled with worry, but she couldn’t step forward as her father held her arm. What could she do now?

Hong Li observed the way Xuanyuan Qinglie looked at Pei Jingyi—it was nothing like what she had seen at the Li Mansion before. That worried expression showed the Fifth Prince clearly had feelings for Miss Pei.

Thus, without hesitation, Jun Mowen supported Xu Bufan and sped off in the direction Xu Bufan had indicated. After three hours, Jun Mowen finally helped Xu Bufan arrive at a very secluded cave dwelling.