Light from a Thousand Years Ago (14)

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Having finished all these and grabbed a quick bite, Shendu was in no rush to depart; he first had to offer sacrifices to his ancestors, formally announcing the marriage to them, before joining the best men to proceed with the wedding procession.

Although she felt a mixture of sighs and lingering emotions, the matter was considered closed for Ruan Ying. However, judging by Lu Fengchuan's expression, he still seemed haunted by the ordeal.

From that moment on, no one dared to resist. Everyone willingly and devoutly prostrated themselves on the ground, continuously chanting the name of the Heavenly God Messiah.

Shizuo Shizune felt her entire body burning with heat, tossing and turning while wrapped tightly in her blanket, as if trying to vent the shame and frustration festering in her heart through sheer movement.

Ruan Ying had originally just left a casual comment to tease her. She knew who Ji Yao's words were intended for; with so many backup suitors, such non-specific remarks made it easiest for people to project themselves into the scenario.

Suddenly turning mad, Xie Zefei's eyes flushed red as he lunged forward desperately to grab the floating paper ash, yet no matter how hard he tried, he could not catch a single piece. The paper ash danced across the sky in the wind, resembling a sorrowful, desolate dance before gradually fading away into nothingness.

No sooner had Shendu lifted the restriction than the other party dropped to their knees once more without the slightest hesitation, their eyes now burning with absolute fanaticism.

Li Qing sighed. He knew it would turn out like this... which was why he hated opening wild realms. The difficulty was simply too high, and for someone like him who was not a professional player, grinding through them was mentally exhausting.

This question went unanswered because before anyone had the chance to ponder it deeply, new wounds appeared on their bodies.

This was a street. Lined both sides of the bustling thoroughfare were numerous shops, the signs of every single store glowing brightly. These signboards bore Chinese characters, yet anyone who was not from the island nation would be utterly clueless as to what those words actually meant.

"Not impersonating? Since you are going to pose as my son, why didn't you even bother to look into Caxiu? Such a clumsy impersonation—I truly have no idea what was going on in your mind!" Duke Greymi shook his head, speaking to Xiaochu.

"Then Juliet drank the potion. At that moment, Romeo arrived. Seeing Juliet dead before him, he drew his dagger and committed suicide. That kind-hearted necromancer didn't even have time to tell him Juliet wasn't actually dead!" Lin Xia rambled on, dozing off as she made up the story on the spot.

Those who could contact Nangong Chu directly could be counted on the fingers of two hands, and among them, Zhuo Fan was one.

Yet hearing Liu Yu repeat these words once more, Zhou Yi felt absolutely nothing. Though he could still plan out aspects of his own life, his future had already been rigidly mapped out, leaving him with nothing to fret over.

As long as it isn't leaked that old freak Xue has ascended to the celestial realm, the Nascent Soul stage cultivators of Yujing City probably won't dare to make a move against him anytime soon.

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Well, since everything is fine over at Song Qi's end, it probably isn't the Song Gang keeping tabs on me. Could it be the Qian Gang?

As for the security enforcers of this place, every single one of them was a trusted confidant of Du Lao Jiu, as well as a notoriously ruthless crew.

That was a monster resembling a crocodile, its trunk-like body covered in scales, complete with a crocodile's head and tail. If not for the row of razor-sharp, pitch-black bony spikes running down its spine, it would have been a living, breathing crocodile.

Liu Ye knew Shi Zhong was outside, and she had heard every single word of their conversation. She simply lacked the strength to speak, nor did she know what to say.

The Taiwan reporter was instantly left speechless by the counterargument. How could someone be so shameless? Claiming that plagiarizing you was actually boosting your fame and that you should be grateful!

The DaZhao dynasty was not overly harsh toward its officials. At least, unlike certain dynasties where officials had to pay for their own official robes out of pocket with deductions from their salaries, uniforms were centrally manufactured and replaced annually.

Ignoring her, Ziyangzi sent her flying with a single palm strike, then rapidly formed seals with both hands moving like illusions. A giant hand materialized from spiritual energy, plunging from the sky and swiftly grabbing toward the ice sword.

Among the thousands of soul masters, not a single one chose to leave with her; instead, all of them now cast reproachful glances in her direction.

Seven soul rings hovered gently in the laboratory, radiating the strength of his seventy-ninth-rank Soul Sage cultivation.

"Drink it is, then." Lin Miaomiao shared a boyish straightforwardness; she unscrewed the cap, tilted the bottle back for a gulp, and immediately spat it all out.

The members of the Xianlai Sect experienced a massive shock in their hearts. Though they dared not show it on the surface, they already admired Mo Jiuwei to the absolute core.

On the day of the execution, quite a few commoners gathered around to watch the spectacle. The entire venue was packed tight, waiting for the appointed hour when the executioner's blade would fall, instantly separating head from body.

However, it seemed wiser to leave sooner rather than later. Besides, pocketing the savings carried by these four individuals counted as a massive harvest.

Since Emperor Xian of Han, only four monarchs had received the exact same posthumous title. Apart from Emperor Xian of Han, who had genuinely reigned as emperor, the other four were only granted the title posthumously, showing that even the ancients considered this posthumous title rather "ominous."

Yet calling it the past wasn't quite accurate either. When Xinghe was submerged in the Ice Sea, ten thousand years passed in the outside world, but for his own world, it was merely like taking a nap—which explained why his memories of Gong Xiyao remained so crystal clear.

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"Riding on the coattails of being the Gu family's young madam to bully others!" Her tone carried a distinct trace of sour jealousy.

"Mr. Gu, Mrs. Gu, welcome!" The sales clerk's ingratiating voice echoed through the bridal gown boutique.

"There's no need to look at me like that. Who told you to plot an escape yesterday? For the next few days, you will obediently stay by your brother's side. Once we reach our destination, I'll let you have your freedom of movement." Li Haoyue did not offer Jinse the antidote simply because she glared at him.

Such matters were difficult to verify, however. The Crimson Flame Sect had already existed in the cultivation world for countless ages, and since the sect itself had never once acknowledged it, everyone could only treat it as a mere legend.

"They're here!" Zhou Zimu's words called back Shi Wu's attention. He hurriedly stepped forward and handed the bamboo tube he had been carrying to Zhou Zimu.

"Gong Ni!" Jiayi shouted Gong Ni's name at the top of his lungs, breaking through the gap and rushing right up to her.

The inspection left Magistrate Zhang deeply impressed by Duan Xu's methods, and in his heart, he now completely believed what Duan Xu had said about the "fatal alien energy."

"Just make whatever." Zhen Zhaoyao put on the act of someone who had just returned from the estate and was completely ignorant of worldly affairs.

Such a flimsy excuse could never fool Jiang Yao. Someone had taken advantage of her absence to stir up trouble, and as for who that person was, she could figure it out using just her toes.

Were it not for the fact that Zhouhu Island was isolated far out at sea and difficult to annex privately, Lord Liu Bei of Ji would surely have established eight counties, creating a glorious tale of eight worthies governing in harmony.

To his surprise, the moment his multicolored flying sword emerged, his proudest Yin-Yang Qi Armor was blocked and unable to advance further. Realizing things had gone awry, he hurriedly tried to retract the Yin-Yang Qi Armor, but it was already too late.

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