Qin Qianluo uttered two "perhaps" in succession, her voice trembling slightly, as if bearing a heavy burden.
Every word carried an urgent desire to persuade the crowd, while simultaneously concealing a sense of self-consolation.
Her gaze wandered aimlessly, sometimes drifting into the distance, sometimes quickly sweeping across the faces of the crowd.
It seemed as if she dared not face everyone's gaze, or as if she was running away from the fear that had already taken root deep in her heart.
These two "perhaps" were like the faint glimmer of hope she clung to tightly in the darkness.
It was as if by repeating it over and over, the heavy, sinister, and terrifying speculation, like a thick, dark cloud, could be forcibly driven out from the depths of everyone's and their own consciousness.
Everyone seemed to be touched by her seemingly resolute yet subtly vulnerable words, and a tacit understanding was reached among them.
They all forced themselves to pull their thoughts away from that chilling speculation and instead focused on the arduous search for anything suspicious about Prince Xiao.
It's as if, in this chaotic and confusing fog, one can find a glimmer of hope to break through the predicament.
However, the trajectory of fate is always so cruel and unforgiving, full of unexpected and brutal twists and turns.
Just as everyone had barely managed to shift their attention, and before they could even make sense of this intricate labyrinth of mysteries,
An unexpected event, like a ferocious beast, suddenly descended with overwhelming force.
The two families of Qin Qianyu and Qin Jiyuan, Pei Yanci's wife and children, and Qin Qianluo's initial feelings of pity and determination.
The two children who were rescued from that eerie and terrifying tower of baby girls, which resembled a living hell, vanished without warning overnight.
It was as if they had been completely wiped out of this world by an invisible and evil hand.
The situation was just like when Su Jinyun disappeared without warning, leaving no trace whatsoever, not even the slightest hint.
It was as if their existence was merely a fleeting, illusory dream, vanishing without a trace with a gentle wave of reality's cold, ruthless hand.
Upon hearing this devastating news, everyone gathered together again in a state of panic.
Everyone's face was extremely pale, as if shrouded in a thick, almost tangible haze, filled with endless worry, fear, and despair.
This sudden turn of events undoubtedly struck everyone like a thunderbolt.
This unequivocally confirmed their deepest, most unacknowledged, and terrifying suspicion—the soul within Prince Xiao's body.
Without a doubt, it was that evil, treacherous, terrifying, and chilling heretical sect from back then.
Moreover, judging from the current desperate and helpless situation, the evil path's abilities seem to have undergone an astonishing, almost terrifying, increase.
He was able to break through the formation that Master Xuwu had painstakingly set up with such ease; the formation seemed as fragile as paper in front of him.
He abducted the families of several people as if they were in an empty place. The strangeness of his methods and the strength of his power were truly terrifying.
A chill that rose from the depths of their souls, like a surging undercurrent, shot from the soles of their feet straight to their hearts, raising goosebumps on every inch of their skin.
Before anyone could recover from the shock and fear that struck them like a thunderbolt, or even begin to discuss strategies for dealing with this life-or-death crisis, they were left speechless.
The news that came from the palace was like a death knell, sending chills down one's spine.
It is said that Crown Prince Xiao specifically invited Prince Jinrui Zhao to the palace for a chat.
Having just sat down, the group, who were immersed in a vortex of anxiety and contemplation, heard this news, and their faces immediately darkened, revealing deep worry.
They racked their brains and pondered deeply, but they still couldn't figure out what Prince Xiao was trying to do.
Is this a meticulously planned banquet full of hidden dangers, or is there a more insidious, cunning, and unfathomable conspiracy behind it?
Everyone's heart was filled with doubt and unease, as if they were in a dark, boundless abyss full of dangers.
We have no idea what kind of terror and despair awaits us ahead.
Qin Qianluo, on the other hand, appeared relatively calm amidst the chaotic and fearful atmosphere.
Her eyes still held a hint of determination and composure, like stars twinkling in the darkness.
In her view, she held many trump cards, which were her reliance.
Even if she encounters real danger, she can quickly hide in her spatial dimension, which can isolate her from all danger.
What's more, Yao Guang and the others have always stayed by her side, like loyal guardian angels.
Perhaps due to the unique physique and extraordinary abilities of cultivators, the passage of so many years seemed like just a gently flowing stream to Yao Guang and the others.
No trace of time has been left on them.
Their appearance remains as youthful as when they first appeared, their bright eyes shining like stars in the night sky, radiating wisdom and agility.
Her beautiful face, like a newly blossoming flower, exudes vitality and captivating charm.
The bodyguards around Qin Qianluo have changed batch after batch like a revolving lantern, just like the changing seasons.
However, they remained steadfast and loyal, like devoted guardians, always protecting Qin Qianluo, never slacking off no matter the weather.
Su Jinyun also thought of Yao Guang and the others' awe-inspiring combat power, though some worries still lingered in her heart.
It was as if the worry was wrapped around my heart like a thread, difficult to untangle, and every tremor pulled at my inner unease.
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