Volume 1, Chapter 56: Aixin's Disfigurement

At this moment, Wang Yang and Ling Yu both had a faint reddish tint on their faces, looking as though they had just been arguing, yet wearing an expression of having nowhere to vent their frustration.

"What kind of talk is that? Could your brother be trying to stir up trouble again?" Jiang Kaiaran knitted his brows, wondering why this girl's words were so spine-chilling.

Seeing Officer Fang leave, Mother Jiang hurried over to Jiang Kaiaran's side, gently stroking his cheeks and shoulders.

"Take your men immediately and slaughter the Han envoys, leaving not a single one alive!" Wei Lu commanded out of the corner of his eye while glancing at Yu Chang, who was kneeling before him.

"With all my brilliance and talent, how could I have given birth to an idiot son like you!" Yang Shuyun instantly wore a look of utter disappointment, lamenting his son's failure to live up to expectations.

"This friend of mine is also a veterinarian and would like to tour the racehorses at our club," Chen Ting said.

Xiao Fei's primary immortal cultivation technique is the Great Seal of the Heavenly Immortal, passed down from Patriarch Bodhi. Patriarch Bodhi's true identity is a Primordial Golden Immortal from the dawn of chaos, and his power is no less than that of Shakyamuni Buddha. Later, he passed his technique to Sun Wukong, who in turn passed it on to Xiao Fei.

For an entire day, Li Ling's forces exhausted their mere five hundred thousand crossbow arrows, and their swords snapped one after another, leaving the soldiers no choice but to dismantle baggage carts to use as weapons.

Besides, the system's requirement called for people who didn't play games. Those who don't play usually dislike games, so getting such non-gamers to master a game to that level in such a short period of time was exceptionally difficult.

"Mr. Lin, please don't stand on ceremony. Try this Clear Broth Cabbage; it's a signature dish of Lanxin Restaurant. Without a reservation in advance, ordinary people can't get to eat it at all," Zhang Ying said, pointing to a white casserole.

The group returned to their former dwelling place, but due to the heavy snow压迫 (pressure), very few houses remained habitable.

The afternoon sun was very warm, casting a cozy glow. Inside the courtyard of the Liu family residence, in the north-facing main room, a plate of pastries and two bottles of wine sat on the table.

When Zhou Guoqiang had called Wang Xiang earlier, Sheng Tang had been listening nearby and heard the other party agree to come.

His turning point came after a speech. At a time when militarism was gradually spreading across the country, after listening to the words of the young orator on the stage, Ryuji Ohno felt his blood boiling. Without consulting anyone, he abandoned his mother and his gang of fair-weather friends, resolutely choosing to join the Japanese Aviation Corps.

Just as she was about to buy a regular ticket, she discovered that all the tickets for the 988-yuan section were already sold out.

"No, no, I still have things to do. I'm just visiting a friend; the scenery here is quite nice," Zhou Shennian said with a smile.

Learning that Meng Chen would be the last to perform, Xue Liangyi took advantage of a spare moment to log into the game, planning to play a match of League of Legends.

Through experimentation, while maintaining zero stamina loss, Thirty could now sustain a speed of 15 meters per second, which was just a little over 50 kilometers per hour.

It recounts the variations of the same ingredients across different regions, weaving real stories through flavors.

"She is my subordinate. The Demon Monarch ordered me to deal with her, and I have already made her endure a thousand years of wind punishment in the clouds; she is now battered and bruised beyond recognition. I have come solely to take her away." Xueyefu stood with unyielding, proud immortal grace.

As Duan Lang and his party arrived, loud bugles sounded from the military formations on both sides of the road. Feng Heying personally drove the chariot, and under the escort of Gu Fan, Xiang Tian, and others, Duan Lang's carriage slowly approached the crowd.

The chessboard was still there, except that it was covered by a thick layer of snow, leaving only the shadow of a single black stone. Slowly, as the sun came out and the snow on the board melted, a white stone was revealed once more. A flash of inspiration struck Yun Zhen, who thought: Could this be what Monk Huikong called the void and the substantial? But how on earth should this be interpreted?

Aside from them, Huangfu Leizhen's massive frame shook almost simultaneously with the blood-spitting of the Twelve Black Guards and Huangfu Leiming. A sweet taste rose in his throat, and blood surged violently, but he forced it back down, leaving only a faint trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.

An ancestor—just how old is that? It is simply a rule: the oldest generation in the clan is called the ancestor, and even fathers address them this way.

However, Yufan still caught a hint of greed, obscenity, and a crazed sense of triumph deep within his eyes.

Li Maogong swept his large arm outward, as if taking all future burdens upon his own shoulders, and then turned to look at the faction led by Tiemu Feng, saying word by word.

He moved his finger toward his face, and I drew closer and closer to him, gradually feeling reluctant to leave this soft and translucent skin, which was far more comfortable than those gnarled, withered tree branches.

At present, Zhu Houhuang could not fully trust the intelligence coming from Wu Fengyi's command, but to verify it, Zhu Houhuang simply lacked the time.

"To be reborn through desperate straits! What does it mean to be reborn through desperate straits?" At this moment, Lin Tianya's mind was somewhat chaotic.

Qian Yaling, released by the mecha, instantly felt a surge of confidence, and her tone grew even more rigid and fierce.

"Yet, if time could flow backward, I would still do the exact same thing..." Lin Tianya's voice was very low, but it carried an unshakable determination.

Magic is, inherently, an equivalent exchange between a wizard and the world. Whatever you take, you must give in return, and anything in excess will surely exact a price from you.

For a time, Chu Xuanyu and his son became the emperor's absolute favorites, their status rivaling that of the Second Prince and his son, while the Chu family became a fiercely sought-after, highly coveted household in the capital.

Yet, what could she do? She could not actually commit any heinous, heaven-defying evils.

Liunian was startled at first, and then a trace of panic flashed across his face. His very first reaction was to look toward Liunian.

This was Baicaosong, an elder of the Baicao Valley. Everyone from the Baicao Valley possessed such an immortal and ethereal appearance. Of course, what they looked like behind closed doors was anyone's guess.

As Zhantianfeng's voice faded, his figure instantly vanished from where he stood. The next moment, a transparent giant hand suddenly plunged from the sky, grabbing relentlessly toward Lin Tianya without a moment's hesitation.