Chapter 49: Star Crystal Grass
On the third day of version 1.0, the weather grew increasingly cold, and tiny snowflakes began to drift down from the sky.
Although the ground was not yet covered with a thick layer of snow, it looked as though it had been draped with a blanket. Walking on it made it very easy to slip.
Only after putting on her snow boots and wool-knitted socks did Ning Yun begin to feel some warmth.
"Xiaobai, come on, let's go out for a walk!"
She had never seen special plants before.
"Lady Jinglan, if you have any prejudice against me, you might as well state it clearly. If it is indeed my fault, I will definitely change," Han Bing said.
Those skeletons must have been stung to death by throat-sealing tomb moths, causing their flesh to turn into pus, leaving even their bones covered in dense, pitch-black fine lines.
Then he raised his head, gazing straight into the distant horizon, as a vague, phantom-like giant figure suddenly appeared behind him.
At this moment, the treatment had concluded. Xia Fan glanced at the cardiac monitor; his heart rate had risen from zero to seven or eight beats per minute, and it was still climbing slowly, which finally set his mind at ease.
Tian Hu's figure flashed and advanced through the night, swift and domineering like the king of beasts in a mountain forest. When Tian Hu was only three meters away from Han Bing, the Azure Rainbow Sword in Han Bing's hand suddenly leaped from its scabbard, resembling both a dragon bursting out of the sea and a churning giant python.
At eighteen, he had served as the Assistant Administrator of Shu Commandery for a period, but unable to stomach the corruption of officialdom, he returned home to continue wreaking havoc locally.
It was clear that Shangguan Jie had completed the modification of his entire body; the mechanical structure on him was definitely not limited to just a few pieces of metal on his arms.
Li Min felt no pressure at all, because ahead on his left and right flanks, the armies of Liu Chong and Sun Jian were holding the line in front. His position was safely in the rear. Therefore, Li Min's march proceeded very smoothly and satisfactorily.
Qin Cangyu and the others hurriedly helped Qin Zhong aside to rest. Everyone felt the same sensation deep within their hearts. What kind of magic had this guy just cast? Or what trick had he played?
He Yue and Yin Qingxiao had drunk some alcohol at a bar, and neither of them could hold their liquor. Since He Yue was too drunk to drive, he had no choice but to park the car in the hotel parking lot, and the two of them checked into a hotel together.
Her goal was very clear: returning to the Prince Yi Manor was not to win back Prince Yi's affections, nor was it to vie for favor, but to completely seize supreme power, thoroughly figure out the ins and outs of the manor, and even support Prince Qian to the throne if necessary.
"This is indeed our oversight. I apologize to both of you on behalf of the family. Presumably, the two of you have already prepared your conditions," Elder Qi said, the smile fading from his face as he looked at us solemnly.
She could sympathize with her feelings to some extent, because she seemed to have experienced this herself once. No matter how hard she tried, just as she finally met the requirements, she discovered that there were always people who could easily surpass you with just a tiny bit of effort.
"Old Xia, how could you hit a child?" Yang Meiran's eyes were red, and her voice grew much louder.
Rain and snow slanted down, dampening the front of her chest and the tips of her shoes, yet she forgot to move her umbrella forward just a little.
In the cultivation world, some people who lost hope of achieving Foundation Establishment would turn back to the mortal world to enjoy wealth and glory, but these people would never show their faces in a grandiose manner.
Su Cheng leaned against the billboard, staring off into space. Noticing that Yu Wan was looking at him, he lowered his gaze to meet hers and flashed a smile.
Yet they had never seen a gambler as bold as Ling Feng, or perhaps, Ling Feng did not look like a gambler at all, but rather a madman.
Hearing Ling Feng's words, Mo Yun felt a profound sense of obscurity. She widened her eyes, momentarily unsure of what to say.
"Not bad, it seems you've taken good care of him. Come on, I'll take you out for a good meal," Zhou Lin said, bending over slightly.
As for when high wooden clogs first appeared, some say they were brought into our country from Japan by Tang dynasty envoys, while others claim they were introduced from Korea, and to this day, no specialist has verified their origin. However, in our Subei region, there is another folklore: high wooden clogs were invented by Shen Kuo during the Northern Song Dynasty when he served as the Registrar of Shuyang.