Chapter 51: Framed

Qin Lang died from falling off a building. In the time shortly after his passing, she would often dream of him—dreaming of him standing alone on the rooftop, dreaming of his fall. She could never forget the sound of the impact, nor the helpless look in his eyes.

This dream became her nightmare, tormenting her over and over again. During those days, she even feared falling asleep.

Seeing her pale face, Ji Jing spoke softly, “Go out for me...”

Meng Xingchen’s gaze fixed on her own nose, then inward—her expression twisted in agony. Though the white light emitted by the steel seed shielded her body from harm, it could not prevent the scorching of her soul. Is this truly the power of the Sword Saint?

Though her mother did not fully understand the situation, a few words were enough for her to guess at many troubling issues.

After the “Divine Dragon Overbody” state faded, Li Jing’s aura rapidly waned to the third rank of the Star Master realm. Moreover, the hidden injuries from his previous use of the [Angry Thunder Roar] and various bloodline divine abilities now erupted simultaneously.

The young woman let out a faint whimper and turned slightly away. Shamelessly, the emperor climbed onto the bed and cradled her head in his arms, holding her tightly. He did nothing else but sleep peacefully.

Burnt gold foil papers fluttered through the air, mingling with candle ash, some even settling on her hairpin. She felt weary and longed to return and rest.

But if Hei Teng Yuanwu and Wu Ying were sent by Aki Moto Hiroyasu and his men to assassinate Jun Yao’s group, the result would be mutual destruction—something she desperately wished to avoid. Therefore, her intention was to prevent a clash between Jun Yao’s faction and the people of Asahi.

In an instant, he raised his dragon claw, and the Golden Brave’s six-grade celestial weapon, the [Dragon Abyss Sword], appeared in his grasp. With great force, he gripped the hilt and slashed fiercely at his own body.

Hearing this, Ning Yue was shocked and pale. She lifted her head in confusion, staring in disbelief at the second madam, tears streaming down anxiously.

The pattering rain struck the blue-gray tiles, forming a curtain of droplets hanging from the eaves. On the bluestone pavement, delicate water blossoms erupted. The entire capital was shrouded in a gray mist of rain.

Immediately, Ze Mi’s wife quarreled with him. Later, she learned that Ze Mi had taken money to invest in a company, seemingly connected to the legion he belonged to.

A Ling stood there frozen, unable to move or speak, her beautiful eyes filled with shock, fear, and anger as she stared at Ma Xiaobei, fearing she might kill to silence them.

Furthermore, due to some effect of the disk, he felt that in many ways he was slightly better than before, though it was difficult to notice unless one paid close attention.

Gu Lanxin listened in a daze, barely catching the words. A phrase spun repeatedly in her mind until she grasped a faint meaning. She urgently tried to respond, attempting to raise her hand to feel her surroundings but could only twitch her fingers slightly.

Several villagers who had gone to town to sell goods had been extorted protection fees by the Prince Bang’s men, witnessing their ferocious and ruthless methods.

Before the whole city, the president took full responsibility for every fault, expressing deep regret. Tears traced his cheeks, falling into the quilt.

Sadly, no one was left to reprimand him now. Jiang Jun closed his eyes completely, dying in agony without any strength to resist.

She tensed her body, silently watching as they approached. The one leading roughly pulled her up from the ground. She feigned resistance, but the man tightened his grip and hauled her up with force.

If that’s the case, Rose Wei’s conflict with me likely relates to that black-faced Taoist. Perhaps that black-faced Taoist sought revenge against Leng Feng and his disciple, which would explain Rose Wei’s intense anger.

“That’s Sun Jianchou. Half a year ago, he challenged Zhang Hetu but was gravely injured by him. Not long after, he foolishly tried to challenge Zhang Hetu again. Truly courting death,” someone who seemed to recognize the youth in the white robe revealed a bit of insider information.