15 The Immortal Matron

“Is it better that she has changed, or that she hasn’t?” Huang Xiulan asked with a smile.

“Of course it’s better that she’s changed. These past few years, the eldest and the others have had a mother in name but not in truth, and I’ve felt sorry for them. A child is always better off with his own mother’s care. I only hope the third sister-in-law has truly come to her senses.” Zhao Liuniang sincerely hoped so.

The Gu family had only one promising man—their third son. She hoped he would advance further and further in the army and help support their children in the future. Naturally, she also hoped that everything would go well for the third branch. She knew that the third son—

Although his martial skills were mediocre and he could only produce a faint white radiance that condensed into transparent palm force, every part of this revealed one unmistakable fact.

But now that the matter had happened, Su Ye was not afraid of trouble. He had originally thought that, as a new streamer whose fan base was not yet firmly established, no one would speak up for him if a fight broke out. Yet now, Su Ye was genuinely moved.

If it had only been Duanmu Wei and Xia Xiang, it would have been one thing. But even Qiuxiang, the person closest to him, was questioning him! In that instant, the gloom of being abandoned by the entire world suddenly spread through his heart.

A Lan had truly suffered terrible misfortune. On her way back, she had encountered the infamous Violet Pirate Group—and had even been captured by them.

But do not forget: this was a one-player game, in which one could choose only a single type of piece, while the opposing side possessed two types. Under such a two-against-one arrangement, the other two factions were clearly stronger once they joined forces—and by a considerable margin.

The others hurried to offer their flattery. They all belonged to the old white-bearded man’s faction and knew that, at a time like this, they had to cling tightly together if they wished to claim a share of the family’s affairs.

As though he had foreseen Lin Yu’s intentions, the man suddenly let out an utterly terrifying roar, as if consumed by boundless fury. Black mist churned around him, and he shot toward them with astonishing speed.

Everyone present recognized the newcomer’s identity. In an instant, the doubt faded from their faces, leaving behind only fervent excitement.

“All right, I’ll head over at once!” After spreading his hands toward the team members, Rogers walked toward Phillips’s tent.

Although the Skybreaker Steel continued to plummet, his efforts had indeed slowed the spaceship’s descent. If he could hold on, he would certainly be able to stabilize the vessel and perhaps even send it back into the air. But the spaceship was already on the verge of crashing, and there was little chance it would give him the time he needed.

“Let’s go in first. Most of our classmates and teachers have already arrived. As the hosts, we can’t stay away for too long,” Su Zhiyuan said.

The other side was engraved with a peony in full bud. Its petals were plump, and its patterns sharply defined. Faint characters could be seen carved into the petals on the left and right.

Through the eyeholes of the old woman’s fox mask, Guisi saw the eyes behind it. There was not the slightest trace of malice in them; instead, they gazed at her with a smile. Those eyes… she seemed to have seen them somewhere before.

Now, three more people of unknown origin had appeared, and their strength was no weaker than that of an S-rank corpse-man. This truly left the Three Grand Marshals feeling somewhat dispirited.

Regardless of its shape or design, this longevity lock was clearly not something made in an ordinary silversmith’s shop.

“We’re leaving. If what you said isn’t true, just wait and see.” The boy and his friends walked away.

Tianhua’s body was translucent, as was the robe she wore, along with her long hair. Everything about her was translucent. She resembled a crystal of ice—more like a sculpted beauty carved from ice, possessing peerless features.

Lin kept his eyelids lowered and took quite some time to react. At a moment like this… he pinched his face and reluctantly suppressed his resentment, then dragged his heavy footsteps out of bed and opened the door.

“When has Tutu ever been wrong about people? Off we go!” Tutu flashed a sly smile and stepped into the mine, which was shrouded in a faint white glow.

Therefore, no matter how cold Langshao was, he still did not dare let the Fire Spirit Serpent attempt to enter his body. According to Bian’an, so far, the only people whose bodies had been able to contain the Fire Spirit Serpent were the Netherworld Consort from more than three thousand years ago, the Demon Princess fifteen years ago, and Guisi now.