Chapter 19

A História de Cultivo Primitivo do Pequeno Fei Jiu Qing Zai 2073 words 2026-08-04 08:51:25

Before dinner, Muxiang returned to the Zichen Palace with the altered garments. After Su Wan tried them on, the four matrons were unanimously satisfied. Su Wan looked in the mirror several times and could not find a single flaw.

Why did she come here? Xia Mengning felt puzzled, yet she sat quietly. The moon-yellow gauze curtains were drawn, making it impossible for anyone outside to see into the room, while she herself could clearly observe every movement in the courtyard.

"If I told you that the reason I wanted to kill Dongfang Yu was for your sake, would you believe me?" Wu Shiqi asked with a faint, mocking smile.

...Precisely because of this, just as they approached the second long pavilion on their route, a tripwire suddenly pulled taut across the path, toppling only the two guards at the very front of the procession. The guards behind them, though shocked, were not riding at full gallop; at the critical moment, they either reined in or leaped, avoiding the fate of being tripped.

Three days later, the weather finally cleared. The gloomy, oppressive atmosphere of the previous days vanished, and the refreshed sky looked like a smiling face, easily bringing a sense of warmth to those who beheld it.

Feng Yinjiu seemed to know what she was thinking. Summoning strength from nowhere, he gripped Su Wan’s hand tightly, gritting his teeth.

It would have been better if Su Wan hadn't mentioned it. Now that she had, the wife of Duke Su felt as if the water in her stomach were churning. Even the slightest movement to lift her teacup made her feel the liquid sloshing inside.

Now that they had reached the land of exile, the magical beasts of the vast continent seemed to be falling behind the times.

In the distance, Li Moran was furious. This was his second uncle's most cherished treasure; he had already committed a grave mistake and was filled with remorse.

There were no more caves on either side of the passage, but it did not end there; instead, it wound its way downward at an incline.

The people in the distance were terrified when they saw the Volcano God charging toward them. They knew that the strength of the Volcano God was something they could not possibly resist. Even without the use of magic, its sheer physical prowess was enough to crush them to dust.

"I wonder how long it will take for me to reach the Divine Monarch stage?" Zhang Cuishan sighed inwardly. At this moment, he was nothing more than an ordinary god, the lowest level of cultivator in the entire Divine Realm, a fact to which Zhang Cuishan found it hard to adapt.

"Will I, like a shooting star, leave behind only a fleeting, illusory shadow before vanishing?" Zhong Yaohuan still felt melancholic.

"Doggy." A somewhat magnetic male voice rang out, followed by a series of "woof-woof" sounds. The mercenary captain was puzzled: it was true there were many wind wolves here, but where was this dog barking coming from?

Although Lu Xuan had little opportunity to get to know Master Yue, he could guess that this eminent monk was far more than just a master of Buddhist philosophy; he was surely a profound practitioner of the faith.

Long Tian returned to the real world and hurriedly called Xiao Jie, but unfortunately, Xiao Jie had not yet logged out of the Second World. Long Tian drove to the Dragon City studio, and just as he arrived at the office, his phone rang.

Although these low-level giants were weak, whenever the Great-Horned Rhinoceros tried to escape, three or more of them would pull a massive vine to block its path.

Unfortunately, during a mission later on, he lost his left hand to a mutated creature while trying to save a comrade, and he had been reclusive ever since.

I was still hesitating, and just as I couldn't make up my mind, Zhijie and Erdan knocked on my door.

After watching his sister leave, the boy turned to look at the building opposite. He observed his surroundings for a moment, hesitated, then returned to the building, pulling the door shut behind him.

Suddenly, Han Bing and Liu Tong were startled. They looked at each other and peered out through the window and the doorway. The perfectly fine restroom door now had a hole in the middle as large as a soup bowl.

Steward Su personally saw Master Liu and his disciple out to the car, then drove them back to the suburban bungalow where Master Liu resided.

We saw a corpse-person with a body entirely pink, its wavy, curly hair draped over its shoulders. On its back was a pair of crystal-clear wings like pink diamonds, as sharp as scythes.

The core area had many large screens displaying various data, but Young Master Lin did not understand them. He simply found a place to sit and watched the three of them in action.

It was precisely these flashes of inspiration that helped Young Master Lin think of more stylistic elements with the charm of ancient China, making the garden and the ancient tower under construction feel more rustic and natural.

Zhao Xiaochen gasped in amazement, but he braced his waist and, with both hands still in his own, threw a heavy, direct punch at the face.

Later, our battle with Reger spread to other areas, including the home of Qin Lan and the others. The aftermath of the battle destroyed their house, and she, along with her parents, was buried in the ruins.

"Are you getting close to Jun just to find us? Or perhaps, for the sake of the Yao family?" Aoxue asked as she watched Zheng Ruiqi finish dressing.

These two girls were ones Li Fu had mentioned that morning, telling her to buy them so she could train them to be dowry maids for Miss Qin.

Among the large numbers of reclusive sects and the forces they had subjugated, those massive half-insect humanoids were scattered throughout.

She suddenly discovered a truth: while she spoke with grand, dismissive bravado, in her heart, she was truly feeling a sense of loss.

At dawn on the third day, Altria was awakened by a massive tremor coming from afar.

However, these were only the outer vines. As one delved deeper, the strength of those vines grew increasingly formidable.

Before any of the magic-powered machine guns could fire, Grayne entered the mecha with impeccable posture and speed.

Upon hearing the news, the Governor of Shuntian Prefecture was so overjoyed he wanted to set off firecrackers to celebrate, finally able to sleep soundly.

Li Xuanbing was headstrong; once she set her sights on Ding Liang, no other man could catch her eye. She even declared that she would marry none but him, not only pursuing him relentlessly but also viewing him as her own personal possession.