Chapter One Hundred and Six: The Secret Burial Entrance

Under the Lord of Hell Miao Qimiao 2270 words 2026-04-13 19:50:18

Old Pei hurriedly said, “Mr. Xie, please don’t say that. My master has already told me to follow you unquestioningly.”

“All of us are listening to you,” he added.

Old Pei’s words made me frown involuntarily.

His original purpose was to stop me from entering the Guanshan Pavilion. The people behind him were not from the Hu family; they were likely spirits friendly with Chu Han.

Yet, after I entered the pavilion, they vanished without a trace, and now they suddenly come out to say they would follow me blindly.

That hardly seemed reasonable!

Ye Mo whispered to me, “These people are under control. Their curses are the same as Old Guo’s.”

Only then did I suddenly realize that Old Pei and the construction team had split up...

Azhen, puzzled, saw that the hall was flooded. Scratching her head, she looked at the mournful people and finally fixed her gaze on the soldier kneeling on one knee.

Azhen’s careful scrutiny caught her off guard. Smiling, she looked deeply into her eyes and replied, “Mother-in-law Shuxian and Mother-in-law Wanzhen are just like my own dear mother—both so beautiful.”

In truth, he had forgotten what his own mother looked like, but she was probably just as gentle and virtuous.

An’an usually went grocery shopping with Ning Xu, but they always went to supermarkets or similar places.

Besides, she wouldn’t call out twice for outsiders to hear; how could they know that the seduction had succeeded?

She wanted to gain recognition from Ning Xu’s circle, to earn the approval of Elder Ning... but if she didn’t strive and make efforts, how could she ever be accepted by those around her?

“Hahaha...” His question immediately sparked uproarious laughter inside the tent. The generals who disliked him immensely mocked him so hard that tears streamed down their faces.

“When I left, wasn’t everything fine?” Yun Xixi asked in confusion. Sinuo and the others had no reason and never intended to hide anything from her. Since she didn’t know when she left, it meant there was no problem with the seal at that time.

Smoke suddenly filled the space before him and Peng Shaoyuan. Seeing Zhang Caiyi nearby, Li Muran acted without hesitation, reaching out to grab her hand before rushing outside.

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“Hey! Hey! Old Chi, what’s going on? I was only gone for a few months. There’s no need to think about me like this!” Seeing Old Chi’s figure wavering, Zhang Tianci quickly stepped forward, grabbed his arm, and helped him sit down on a chair in the hall.

Si Qi and Jin Yingzi shot her sideways glances, clearly displeased. This was just too chaotic; why not just shake him and call out a few times?

Yun Shaoti looked at Chi Jingyu with joy, her heart thrilled. Would Brother Jingyu praise her?

“What opinions could there be? She must have hooked up with a rich man,” Nangong Xiayan remarked rightly. Nangong Yinyi had indeed found the crown prince to be her powerful backer.

Shen Roujia and Xiao Meiren left Dalian one after the other, their cars traveling sequentially along the official road.

“If the king loses his aura and soul, then Lelouch would no longer be Lelouch,” said Ouroboros during the creation of Lelouch.

As for fifth-tier ferocious beasts, even the most ordinary among them are formidable adversaries to human stream realm experts.

Though the Demon of Senluo possesses the innate ability to see through player data, there is one piece of information it cannot perceive in the data panel: the status bar.

Originally, in the source material, this mysterious organization was strongly supported by the original owner, Nangong Xiayan.

No one understands better than her the terror of hope arriving only to be cruelly snatched away by fate.

Emperor Qiping was fickle and indulgent; she could be considered favored because he would satisfy all her desires.

Contentment spread through her feelings, and with a sudden “ugh,” she vomited out the entire sobering soup she had just drunk, making a sound.

He had only ever seen people fraudulently claiming military merits, never someone who had done good deeds but refused to acknowledge them. Though he resented the blatant lies, he couldn’t help but admire them secretly. These conflicting emotions tangled into a complex feeling that made him want to scratch his head.

Money was insignificant; the real worry was exposing a flaw that might trigger a catastrophe. Because of this, the location changed countless times.

She hated Qin Guan, and Qin Guan hated her. The feeling of being hunted was unbearable; naturally, she wouldn’t let those people go.

Additionally, beneath the council chamber was an incense burner and a merit box. In front of the box was a cushion for burning incense and worshiping Buddha.

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Song commanded 100,000 troops, appointing Wang Hou as the commander and Tong Guan as the supervising officer. When the army reached Huangzhou, a fire broke out in the palace. By imperial decree, conveyed by a courier horse, an order was issued forbidding Tong Guan from mobilizing troops.

Apart from the roof made of solar panels pieced together, the steel structure house had no walls. The ground was piled high with countless materials and equipment.

The greatest distance in the world is not measured by length, nor is it the distance between two worlds, but the distance between two hearts.

A dozen or so personal guards held off for a few breaths before the elite Xuan Cavalry surged forward, blocking the path between Bu An and Zhang Xianye.

Only at this moment did they realize that although the livestreamer was somewhat irritating, the broadcast was still very entertaining.

The three commentators finally recovered from their excitement, exchanged glances, and their eyes shone with a shared sense of exhilaration.

After respectfully acknowledging, Eunuch Zhang withdrew with everyone else and carefully closed the two doors behind them.

“Uncle, what was your reason for doing this?” He only wanted to understand why his uncle had made such a decision.

How did she find out? Even Fan Jingcheng was kept in the dark, believing his wife had died in a traffic accident.

“What did you say? The Shu family?” Just then, the newly arrived elder entered and upon hearing that the Shu family had come, his gloomy, gaunt face darkened further.

“Yes, the entire Leishan County is mostly inhabited by the Black Miao, who call themselves ‘Ganong.’ Their gu sorcery is second only to our Bai family village. If our Bai clan’s gu sorcery is broad in scope, theirs is specialized,” said the village elder, Bai Shan.

Being a father’s joy had completely clouded his mind. At this moment, he was no longer the graceful Prince of the Netherworld but a fool grinning stupidly while holding a beautiful woman who looked utterly speechless.

Upon reflection, she seemed to understand something new, feeling a mix of emotions. Looking up at him, she saw his once resolute face suddenly show signs of discomfort, his cheeks flushed unusually red. Under her gaze, he appeared somewhat awkward and at a loss.