Chapter Thirty-Two: I Am Afraid I Might Not Be Able to Help Myself Either

Jiang Mengnan felt as if she were watching a television drama; it was truly a feast for the eyes.

As for Lu Yu, he tapped his fingertips lightly against the tabletop: "You still haven't answered my question."

"Hmm? Oh..." Jiang Mengnan snapped back to reality and raised her hand in a vow: "I'll just call you Film Emperor Lu; there are absolutely no other nicknames."

In truth, calling him "Little Puppy Lu" would have been quite fitting.

Pity that, to her, he wasn't exactly a puppy.

"You..." Su Yixuan was furious. She raised her hand, wanting to slap Su Qianxia, but remembering the many people around, she restrained herself.

Having slept for less than an hour, Yingying began to have nightmares. She felt as though many people were chasing her, demanding she pay for her life. Terrified, Yingying let out a loud scream and woke up. Seeing Qing Ge and Leng Ye staring at her, she burst into tears.

Upon hearing the news, Tang Bingbing immediately rode to Cold Sound Temple, only to be turned away by the Princess Royal. Forbidden from entering, she could only learn of the symptoms from outside and pass medicine through the gates. Afterward, she left Cold Sound Temple in tears and returned to the Cheng residence in the capital. From that day on, the Cheng family remained virtually shut off from all visitors.

Bai Zhiyun, who was flying in front, suddenly turned her head and whipped a white rope backward, binding all of the Jingwei guards, who were already huddled together, into a single group.

"Every time, I feel like there is so little we can do. We can only report, we can only raise questions, but we cannot solve the problems," Tu Hengsha sighed.

Weiduo was visiting this place for the first time. She was curious about everything, feeling as though her wide eyes were simply not enough; she wished she could store it all within her mind.

She sighed, only to see Hao Ren coming downstairs. Upon seeing her, he also exhaled, the tension in his face clearly relaxing.

He did not speak, but instead reached out to wrap his arm around Su Qianxia’s shoulder, guiding her toward the elevator.

While the others were whispering and debating, Liu Yusheng looked at Bian Zhaohua, her brows furrowing deeper, a flicker of doubt in her eyes.

Though Xia Anduo had been momentarily dazed by the magnificent, breathtaking beauty of Mu Jinyuan, who was dressed in Republic-era attire, she quickly steadied herself.

Ignoring the formation, Qin Yun broke through it with brute force. Wherever his fist wind struck, the sluice gate flew backward, leaving his path completely unobstructed.

"Of course that’s impossible. The dark aura between her brows suggests she has been haunted by spirits for a long time. A single talisman cannot resolve it; carrying it will only protect her for a short while," Tianya replied indifferently.

Kaelo pinched the soft flesh of Xiliu's cheeks, simultaneously warning Windsor and Unita that this battle would not be easy, and that he himself did not have much confidence.

Zhao Yong stomped his foot violently. Although he had arrived in time to handle the aftermath, he sensed that the matter concerning Qi Zhen would be extremely troublesome.

In the distant street corner, a red glow appeared; a white horse wreathed in flames was turning onto the street.

Seeing Liu Chen sit back down in embarrassment, Weixiao teased, "What did you think I was going to do? Let’s just celebrate." Saying this, Weixiao opened her arms, a clear invitation for an embrace, which made Liu Chen somewhat uncomfortable.

Moreover, there wouldn't be so many complications, and given Mo Liuyun's status, he could freely enter and exit the Dark Forest; the things he could uncover would surely be far more extensive.

Chang Lian mused, "Although I don't get along with that guy Long Tai, I have to admit he is quite skilled in setting up mechanisms."

Before long, Qin Yun arrived in a great hall, which was magnificent and decorated with extreme luxury.

Qin Yun could only think of one possibility: this place was deeply connected to the Reincarnation Stone. It likely sensed the aura of the white Reincarnation Stone he carried and thus treated him as "one of its own," refraining from erasing him.

Just moments ago, that sensitive spot on her chest had been bitten with such pain; in her panic, she hadn't expected him to be so forceful.

However, one day he reached the end of the Dao and discovered that the path ahead was broken. Thus, the Dragon Ancestor began searching for the path to eternity. He was not constrained by notions of good or evil, and in the end, he attained enlightenment through the dark path.