Chapter 142: The Ferris Wheel

After Leaving the Mountain, the Powerful Celestial Master Was Forced to Marry Little Wine 1235 words 2026-04-01 06:55:07

"What is this, you..." Su Qinli's words suddenly stuck in her throat. Before her, a Ferris wheel had suddenly lit up!

It was incredibly tall and massive, as if it stood right on the mountain behind Yunjin Bay.

"This, this is..."

...

Old Madam Shen felt her scalp tingle at the mere sight of it. She clearly remembered rescuing Shen Zhiyi back then; even if the fire had been intense, it shouldn't have resulted in such a state.

Fang Xinyi and Dora held hands. They had seen it that morning: the flying celestial costumes prepared by the production crew were stunning, with ethereal Dunhuang-inspired designs, and the makeup artists were highly renowned.

When I saw her in the inner palace in my previous life, perhaps because she no longer had to toil, she had grown much fairer and was not as thin as she was now.

"Exactly. The Noble Consort's palace has clearly defined duties. Since you are tasked with dealing with the Imperial Kitchen, why would they ask you to wipe cabinets?" Consort Qin asked.

Therefore, the stall owner remained indecisive, unable to settle on a next step. He simply kept his zombies restrained so they wouldn't wander off to bite people, while he spent his time tending the stall, lost in thought.

Witnessing this, the eyes of everyone present turned in unison toward Wuming, filled with undisguised shock.

Meanwhile, Li Qiushui, who had been dozing on her seat, opened her eyes and murmured to herself, her voice barely audible.

Furthermore, it had been the custom for thousands of years: while the Khan no longer needed to herd sheep himself, those who followed him still had to.

Chi Miaomiao's eyes sparkled. No wonder netizens always said the world was vast and worth seeing. It really was; only by seeing it could one realize that the light displays back home were the biggest and most beautiful.

At this moment, on the lawn within the manor, Chen Yunbeng, Rothschild, Jack, and Whirlpool Shijin of the Whirlpool Clan all stared coldly at Kaisen.

Since the young master had given the order to obtain this painting regardless of the cost, why shouldn't he take this chance to make a grand impression?

"Enough! Stop talking!" Liu Ruyu cried out. She felt as though her dignity had been shredded to pieces by these classmates right in front of her sister.

The two forces intertwined, shimmering with a faint glow—one purple-gold, the other searing white. As time passed, the purple-gold sword aura slowly merged into the searing white elixir energy.

"It's all my fault. I should have come to find her sooner; otherwise, things wouldn't have ended up like this." Bai Qian scratched his head in regret. If he had arrived earlier, Su Qing could have recovered and wouldn't be in such a precarious state now. She was already extremely weak.

"No matter what, she must stay. Others may die, but she cannot!" The sect leaders stared at me, showing no sign of backing down. Demons and monsters swarmed in increasing numbers, demonic seeds soared through the air, and vengeful spirits filled the sky, completely surrounding the mountain.

Shao Mo stared at him coldly, his expression clearly conveying, "This person is truly unsightly; just looking at him for another second is an eyesore."

Closing the memorial album, Hu Liena suddenly wrapped her arms around Ling Bai's neck and stood on tiptoe to kiss him. Even after their lips parted, she didn't let go, instead pressing her forehead firmly against his in a sweet, lingering embrace.

"Let me handle it!" Zhang Yuze immediately pulled his wallet from his jacket pocket and produced a gold card.

In an instant, several burly men entered. When the old man looked again for the man in black from earlier, he had already crawled under the table, gesturing for the old man not to reveal his presence.

After saying that, I didn't wait for Master Lin to react. I turned around and walked away, then returned to my tent and locked the door so he couldn't follow.

Although she found it awkward to sit face-to-face with Shen Qing in his office to eat, Lin Xi complied for the sake of her stomach and followed him, clutching her lunch box.