Light After a Thousand Years (3)

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Looking at the Ming army, who looked like stray dogs, a figure among the Korean army asked with a sneer, "It is simply unbelievable that such an army managed to capture Zhenjiang! General, shall we pursue them right now and wipe out this band of fleeing soldiers so we can also display the might of our warriors before His Majesty?"

"What would you like to order?" After Liu Yang and the others sat down, the waiter tossed the menu onto the table.

Shangguan Liu had mentioned Shangguan Xinqi's matter before, but Shangguan Yuanqin had not paid much attention to it.

What she wanted to touch was the man whose knife hilt was adorned at the end. That fellow had his head tilted back, exposing his slender neck, and his arms spread wide as if he were thoroughly enjoying himself. Judging by his height and position, there was nothing about him worth enjoying. To wear such an expression for no reason at all was simply bizarre.

However, Liang Tian had already fallen into a deep sleep for self-repair, and the white-haired elder sitting beside him naturally closed his eyes slowly to wander in the void of his thoughts.

That person stood to the side with arms crossed, watching the blue bodily function protection fluid continuously pour into the container. There were still a dozen minutes left before the preparatory work would be complete.

Several times, she had sensed that someone should be around, yet she could not detect them. She could only conclude that their concealment skills were no inferior to her own.

As soon as he appeared, Liang Tian heavily praised the cultivators of the Demonic Cultivation Realm and initiated his scheme of instigating discord.

Upon hearing the familiar phrase, Sonoko nodded, acknowledging that Chishanjian was presumably telling the truth.

However, the entire Hundred Battles Realm was embroiled in fierce slaughter at this moment. Otherworldly entities descended from the starry sky one after another and gathered, while cultivators from various dynasties arrived successively. Siege warfare surrounding various star-continents broke out countless times every day.

"Apologies! I have truly let you down once again!" Tiezheng laughed heartily at the giant stone entity. He did not mind the entity's guarded posture, nor did he even glance at the exit of the rule belt. Instead, he turned around and strode straight into the deeper regions where the cyan flames burned more brilliantly and densely.

At that very same moment, the seventy Dutch super-dreadnoughts within the European Allied Fleet had also completed their hull turns to unleash their third round of broadsides.

Haelis walked up to Pui, looking down from above at the completely incapacitated Pui. Then, under Pui's terrified gaze, she crushed his head with a single stomp.

However, the white robes worn by the old man and the young man behind him always gave Haotian a sense of familiarity, as if he had seen them somewhere before.

"Very well, let us go take a look at the star gate you mentioned." Ancestor Huoyun raised his hand and waved it gently.

Thinking of his own highly probable tragic end, Zhu Cilang found it somewhat unacceptable. He sat there in a daze, his face turning pale and greenish by turns.

Paragas looked around, and making sure no one was following him, quietly slipped into a secret passage.

Bang! Only then did he get the chance to shatter the ice armor on his arm. With a sudden surge of mental force, he grabbed Moro Baiqi's body, and enduring the agonizing pain throughout his entire body, instantly burst forth with extreme speed to flee.

The silver needle wielded by the middle-aged man did not seem to be made of any extraordinary material—it was as thick as a hair and as long as a finger. Yet with a gentle tap, imbued with tremendous force, it batted her and her spear far away. The fact that he could leave a mark with the silver needle on the hardest part of her stone spear proved that her earlier judgment of the man's low cultivation realm was a massive mistake.

"You don't need to say much more. As I said before, you are not suited for it. After discussing it, we also plan to hold a public vote for the theme song. If you feel I am being biased, you are welcome to participate as well," Zhong Man said with her usual expression.

Over here, Yu Sanlang and the others had already finished exchanging pleasantries with the eldest master of the Peng family, and Peng Daye stepped into the probing phase.

"May the people be healthy, the nation prosperous, and the realm at peace!" This phrase suddenly popped into Yu Hongdou's mind.

She could not decipher the handwriting revealed in this diary, but she could sense the ominous aura emanating from it.

"Uncle Xu, do you know where the village was before it moved here to Cigou Village?" Tan Yanlin pursued the question, feeling it must not be far from here.

After all, this was a metropolis of thirty million people. Surely people without criminal records made up at least half the population, right?

Thinking of his father, the bloody massacre from when he was six flashed across his mind, and he clenched his fists tightly.

Thinking it over, Jiang Ci still opened WeChat and sent a message to Shao Yan, saying he had too much gold and might have even more in the future.

Most of the coolies and commoners in Kyoto deeply trusted the imperial officials, and in their hearts, they actually believed it. After all, everyone knew Dai Zhen's hands were not clean. However, as the crowd gathered around, dispersing was not easy. Since fewer people had come today and they had to carry account books and relevant human witnesses, it inevitably appeared rather difficult.

Over the next few days, the newly appointed provincial graduate Yu Song did not go out to socialize. He spent two days shopping with his family, and then went to Yunruo Temple with his younger sister and the two young masters of the Tan family to witness the grand residence known as the "Legend of Yun Sheng."

Seeing Lü Xiang'er's sincere smile, Lü Hong knew she was feeling the same way as him, and he felt quite at ease. After repeatedly giving her instructions, Lü Hong stopped the ox cart and let Lü Xiang'er go on her way alone. Not until Lü Xiang'er's figure faded from view did Lü Hong drive the ox cart toward the village chief Niu Mancang's house.

Long Xing was greatly startled. By then it was too late to change course, so he had to channel all his battle qi to take the blow head-on.

Sun Yan looked at Seth walking ahead and could not help feeling somewhat helpless. It was just picking someone up—did he have to be this excited? He was practically jumping up and down and ready to fly over directly.