Chapter 36: Elex's Mount, Flying Cloud: I Can Send Long Xingyu Flying with One Slap

"Thank you for your kindness, Lord Xingyu. I am Long Haochen’s teacher; as the saying goes, a teacher for a day is a father for a lifetime. Since I have taken him as my apprentice, there is no need for us to be so formal. You should take this longsword back," Elacroix said calmly.

Long Xingyu looked at Elacroix in astonishment. Was this knight truly unmoved by the Radiant Longsword? This weapon was top-tier among equipment of the Radiant grade, so why did he still see...

Changan Temple was surrounded by mountains; looking into the distance, one could only hazily discern the mountain peaks buried in clouds and mist, as if draped in a veil, carrying a mysterious beauty.

If Xia Bai encountered other survivors, he would step out of the vehicle to help if he could, but if he couldn't, he wouldn't meddle in affairs that didn't concern him.

Madam Liu took the food box with a smile. After opening it, she took out two plates of pastries: one seemed to be made of peach blossoms, pink and tender, while the other exuded a faint fruity fragrance, appearing to be made of fruit.

She complained inwardly, as did everyone else in the room, while Fang Muyun and the master laughed out loud.

At this point, the God of Cookery slammed his right hand onto the chair in anger. With a "bang," the chair instantly turned into powder, and as a breeze blew by, not a trace remained.

The touch was cold and rough; a trace of sadness rose in her heart. She hadn't lived well all these years, but had he really been as smooth-sailing as the rumors suggested?

Because of this, in order to achieve good results in the end-of-month assessment, she had worked overtime almost every day for a week, agonizing over new lyrics; otherwise, she wouldn't have been so overworked as to die suddenly at her desk.

Upon hearing this, Hou Zhuang and the others all showed a hint of anger, but Bai Lan remained in the corner, her expression calm and vacant, though her face was becoming increasingly pale.

Qiu Yao felt a vein throb in her forehead. Overcome by a sudden burst of temper, she slammed her palm onto the iron table with a "slap."

But now, his heart was at peace. He poured himself a glass of foreign liquor and savored it alone in the corner.

Xiao Yunhua was currently a third-tier combat soldier. Chu Yuan would only be able to compete with her once he tempered his combat power to a sixth-tier combat master. However, Chu Yuan’s current strength hadn't even fully reached the level of a third-tier combat master, so compared to Xiao Yunhua’s third-tier combat soldier status, the gap was far too vast.

A strange glow shone in her eyes—an unyielding spirit that came from the depths of her bones.

Li Yanran then smiled bitterly and said, "He owes me a wedding, and this must be repaid."

Xiao Xun did not notice anything unusual in Tuoba Shao’s words. She simply closed her eyes and lay there, letting the imperial physician bandage her. However, none of the accompanying physicians dared to treat Xiao Xun’s wounds lightly, not only because the current Emperor had carried her over, but also because he had referred to himself as "I" in her presence.

"Walk this way..." An ethereal, dreamlike voice echoed in Ye Feng’s mind.

Jiang Yi was not angry; he smiled slightly, then gave up flying on his sword and descended directly.

If Zhang Fugui hadn't been overcome by lust that day and raped Li Shu’s wife, there wouldn't be the "Vengeful Mother" of today. It seems all of this was destiny.

Both men possessed the strength of the Condensation Realm, but they had been stripped bare by Zhan Zhan’er without even noticing. Furious, they didn't bother to cover themselves and lunged at her simultaneously.

A few days later, Xin’er recovered and returned to serve Xiao Xun, bringing news that the former Empress, Wang Yue, had been sent by Tuoba Shao to a summer villa outside the palace. Although there was no need to escape the heat during such a beautiful spring season, Xiao Xun couldn't be bothered with that; at least being sent to a quiet place was for the best.

Sure enough, it wasn't long before Bu Zi woke up. Seeing him awake, we stepped forward and asked, "How are you? Are you alright?"

Consequently, during the subsequent negotiations, Philip V demanded that the Imperial Navy shipyard build him a battleship identical to the Xuanwu. But when he heard that it would take four years just to build, train the crew, and achieve combat readiness, Philip V changed his mind; four years was still a bit too long for him.