Chapter 27: Online
(Page 1/3)
On Tang Jie’s third trip into the valley, he had the misfortune of encountering a fear lizard, which pursued him for an entire day. Though its sluggish movements kept it from catching him, the creature possessed astonishing patience and refused to let him go. Its sense of smell was remarkably keen as well; wherever he ran, it managed to follow.
As they drew closer, the quiet surroundings gradually grew noisier. Everyone stopped paying attention to me and hurriedly made way for the bride and groom.
The moment word spread that the Slaughter Divine Dynasty was recruiting soldiers, countless people rushed over. The place was now in utter uproar. No one dared take to the skies, and everywhere one looked, there was only a dense sea of heads.
“That would be ideal, but I think he’s a piece of trash. What do you say?” Yang Tianxin asked with a smile.
The crescent-shaped shovel tore through heaven and earth. Amid the trembling of space, it met the resplendent golden sword head-on. Two ultimate forces collided in an instant, shattering everything caught in their clash while generating a terrifying shockwave that swept in every direction.
Once Leng Hanshuang had digested all the memories, her eyes reddened. Her reaction was much the same as Liu Xuerou’s had been. Having despised Zi Lingtian only moments before, she now threw herself at him without hesitation.
Twenty years ago, winter brought nearly half a month of uninterrupted snow. One morning, Shangguan Hong entered the courtyard where Xuan Ming’s mother had once lived. It was a complete mess, as though no one had cleaned it in years. Much of the paper covering the window lattice had already torn away, and icy winds were blowing through the holes into the room.
“Swish, swish, swish...” The other two Imperial Ancestors and the Great Emperor Huangtian were the same. All wielded long blades of top-tier Heaven rank, and the terrifying fluctuations radiating from the four weapons were truly dreadful.
“Without Brother Liu’s assistance, this wouldn’t merely be a hard-fought battle. We wouldn’t have the slightest chance of victory,” Liao Tian said with a sigh.
“Wait.” Jinse was stopped by Xuan Ming’s sudden call. She turned her head slightly. Xuan Ming looked at her. Her profile was concealed by the hair falling over her brow, but he could still imagine her expression. She was surely wearing a cold face, perhaps with a trace of hidden disappointment in her eyes.
It had happened too suddenly. Before anyone could react, the City Lord of Skywing City had already made his move.
By the end, Liang Yimo no longer knew what she had shouted. She only knew there was something she had always wanted to do but had never dared to do—and she had not said it aloud.
(Page 1/3)
(Page 2/3)
The newcomer approached them with a broad smile. His lavish, jewel-encrusted clothing gleamed against the pure white snow, causing everything around him to pale in comparison.
As though the brawny masked man’s roar had been a signal, another white-clad, masked figure shot out of the grass. A greatsword rested on his shoulder, broad as half a door. Lian Yang felt a chill run down his neck at the sight of it. Surely a weapon like that could cleave a man’s head off in a single blow.
“Hold on!” Mular turned his head. It was Bai Yan who had spoken. He had already dismounted and stepped forward, for he had recognized the Winged tribesman—Huo Lan.
Once everyone had eaten their fill, Bai Yan carried the untouched plate of mung bean cakes to the roof. When it came to speed and agility, Meteor Frost ranked first in the mercenary group, while Bai Yan was unquestionably second. At the training grounds of the City of the Sky, Bai Yan had fought those Winged youths countless times.
I paid her no attention. Let her be angry if she wanted. I went straight after her. Then Ji Ya exhaled.
“Brother Xiao, shouldn’t Chao Ping stay behind to protect you?” Feilong glanced at Shi Chaoping and spoke to Li Xiao.
Even Li Hua and Qian Yiliu recognized each other at that moment, yet neither chose to attack. Instead, each went on collecting the treasures.
Meng Yanchen was dressed in the black he still adored. His black shirt accentuated his tall, slender figure. The woman holding his arm was naturally Chu Qiao, who had been elevated to the status of Mrs. Meng. She wore a long black dress that day, its batwing design concealing the scars on her arms remarkably well.
Liu’er looked back and forth between their departing figures, rubbing her temple with one finger in bewilderment. She could not quite understand what the Prince had said, but she knew that someone from the Princess Consort’s family was coming. Yet the Princess Consort did not seem happy in the least—in fact, she appeared angry.
Those words offended nearly every prince present, but he seemed not to care in the slightest.
With the army providing for his food, clothing, lodging, and travel, His Highness undid Su Mianmian’s cloak and pulled her into his arms. He wrapped them both in his own black cloak, making them look like conjoined twins, and only then sat down beside the fire.
“As long as we can be together, every day is a good day.” Even without fine clothes and sumptuous food, those were the best days imaginable to her.
(Page 2/3)
(Page 3/3)
A force seized her and spun her into a warm embrace. A large hand covered her head. Then she heard the man grunt, followed by the sound of something heavy striking the ground.
Qingpi’s mouth opened and closed, producing the sound of metal scraping against metal. “Since you’re so incapable of appreciating kindness, don’t blame me for showing you no mercy!” With that, he spread his enormous hand and reached for Jingyi’s slender waist.
The look he gave Xia Xi grew even more fervent. If the latter truly possessed this spirit beast, then he absolutely had to obtain it. Who would not want a high-grade spirit beast without an owner?
That bastard had beaten Mo Bin and then carried her home just like that. Who did he think he was to her? Did he really believe he was the ancestor of everyone under heaven, that everyone had to beg before him and bow at his feet?
Looking at Ye Kai more carefully, she realized that he was not actually as contemptible as she had thought. His brows and eyes possessed an intimidating heroic air. Unlike the friends around her, whose bodies had been hollowed out by wine and women, he carried a distinct quality of his own—full of masculine vigor.
But before she could lower her head to the ground, Huangfu Chen kicked her in the heart. The blow was heavy and vicious, sending Hua Duo flying until she crashed squarely into the wall behind her.
A moment later, everyone was astonished to discover that the other tribulation clouds in the sky seemed to have been drawn by some invisible force. They gradually converged toward the five-colored pill thunder.
Alan covered the wound in his chest with his right hand, yet blood continued to seep through the gaps between his fingers. The one-handed sword in his left hand was also drawing back, while his entire body shone with the radiance of battle aura.
(Page 3/3)