Chapter 48: Soul-Devouring Loneliness and Solitude

Supreme Shrine.
Holy Emperor Hall.
Elder Guan looked at Shenyu standing by the window, opening his mouth to speak several times, only to hesitate and stop.
"If you have something to say, just say it," Shenyu suddenly broke the silence.
Elder Guan said respectfully, "Lord Shenyu, it has been nearly a month. The memories belonging to Yu Tingye within you should be purged; otherwise, it will lead to unimaginable co—"
Thinking this, she instantly recovered her usual joy. Since Yue Wuhen had already said so, there was nothing left to worry about. For some reason, this simple sentence brought her an inexplicable sense of peace.
Zhong Qing was stunned for a moment. In truth, what she had told the emperor back then was merely a delaying tactic; although it could not solve the fundamental problem, it could keep them safe for the time being.
Therefore, even though it was the most ordinary of dinners, everyone ate with great relish, occasionally offering words of praise of questionable sincerity. Wan'er responded to each with a smile, saying, "If you all like it, please eat more!"
"Kill!" Mashan and Mashui roared in unison, forming hand seals with their fingers. Streaks of golden light suddenly burst forth from their hands, hurtling directly toward Su Nuo and me.
Unlike Caesar's cold and aloof nature, Princess Milan was naturally emotional and compassionate, treating Charles as a true friend.
"Damn it, why aren't you dead yet!" Xiao Rang yelled at that moment. Gritting his teeth and flicking his wrist, he immediately lashed out with a sword Qi from the True Dragon Sword. The next moment, a miserable scream echoed out, accompanied by a splatter of dark red, foul-smelling liquid.
Yu Qing could not understand how the pet Gu Xiao had given her had inexplicably ended up on the dinner table, only for him to put on an act and cry about it.
"Yes." Qiu Shaoze very generously pulled a large-denomination bill from his pocket and handed it to the attendant, well aware that the wages for those working in such a place were not very high.
There had also been many comments under Bae Joo-hyun's performance video from yesterday, but so far, the vast majority of what he saw was positive, devoid of any unwelcome remarks toward Bae Joo-hyun.
Lei Li chuckled, "As long as one's strength is sufficient, there is a way to wield it!" With that, he gazed at the blade. The sword body, fully a zhang in length, exuded an overwhelming aura of dominance. Lei Li then levitated beneath the weapon and reached out to grasp the thick hilt, though his hand naturally could not wrap entirely around it.
"Protect yourself well over there, and make sure you don't get hurt," Vignali said reluctantly, holding onto Yi Yang's hand before his departure.
The two of them thrust their longswords in succession, and with a soft *shii*, both left sword wounds on each other's bodies. Jun Tianzi's face grew even frostier as he lunged forward with a fierce thrust, while Qiu Shuihan also leaped upward with his sword drawn.
This advancement, however, was not some reckless charge; doing so would only expose fatal flaws, allowing the opponent an opportunity to counterattack. The best approach was undoubtedly the 1-3-1 split push.
Yet the reality of the situation was that Long Jianfei slowly stood up, rubbed his kicked stomach with his hand, and let out a cold sneer.
Mo Ran returned to the grand hall from before, where she and Li Danyang had once fought to the death. The battle scars from that encounter still remained on the floor.
"Not at all, you flatter me. Come, Young Master Yan, a toast to our long-awaited reunion." Seeing that Cheng Yan kept a faint smile without speaking, Cui Haoan took the initiative to break the ice.
Yi Yang had not expected his mother to bring up the topic of marriage as well. Could it be that she had colluded with Alex?
Night Shadow desperately wanted to ask Yun'er what was so special about this seemingly ordinary prayer mat, but feared giving herself away by asking. With no other choice, she turned to question Jifeng instead.
Westbrook was not just laughing; not only did he laugh, but he even gave Yi Yang a thumbs-up. Could it be that this guy was always this friendly to players from Long Beach?