Light from a Thousand Years Ago (11)

Fan Xueyi, whose heart and mind had been entirely focused on Lan Xi, suddenly seemed to receive some kind of summons; she jerked her head around and beheld the scene of a sword piercing Dong Han's chest.

How much human and material resources must have been expended, and just how genius of a figure must one be to devise such a scheme.

To conceal one's identity, one had to deliberately keep a low profile, yet to gather intelligence and seek out paths, one was inevitably forced to show one's face in public.

Zhang Fan smiled and closed his eyes once more to rest. Seeing his expression, Jiang Tao shrugged, asked the flight attendant for a cup of water, and also closed his eyes to rest.

"Dad, why are you here?" Shen Xinyi frowned. She was still wearing the same loungewear as Gu Yi, looking every bit like a devoted wife.

"Eldest brother! Why have you come? I am about to storm Xiancheng." Inside the military tent, Xue Ri looked at Xue Hai in astonishment.

The room was in utter chaos, and for a moment he could not figure out what was going on, but there was no time to dwell on it; finding a way to escape this chaotic place took precedence. Zhan Xiu was just about to move his feet when he was grabbed by a hand. Looking down, he saw a blood-stained man clutching the hem of his trousers.

The overwhelming sword Qi instantly obliterated Black Flame. Not only that, but the excess sword Qi even cleaved Black Flame's body into dozens of pieces, leaving him truly and utterly dismembered.

"Ugh!" Xu Yun let out a muffled groan as he felt the blood surging upward within him, and he hurriedly suppressed the blood that threatened to gush out.

Su Huanhuan had no prior experience; this was her first kiss, her very first time kissing a man, and before long she surrendered unconditionally, collapsing limply into Nangong Shanyu's arms.

Inside the grand tent, Liu Rui sat in a daze at the banquet table, facing a blushing Yang Heng. Completely unlike her usual masculine demeanor, Yang Heng was beautifully dressed and made up with powder, looking exceptionally pure. Gazing into her shy eyes, Liu Rui truly could not believe that everything before him was real.

Beneath the walls of Geju County, Wang Ba deployed his formations. Towering siege structures and catapults had all been assembled. At this point, Pengbo was still half an hour away from arrival; if he could not take the city within that half-hour, he would find himself facing yet another enemy.

"Have you forgotten what I said back in the world of ice?" the Queen Mother of the West retorted with a question.

"Heh, that is precisely where your tragedy lies. The Emperor long ago suspected that you intended to usurp the throne, and thus he secretly entrusted the true Imperial Seal to my care. Therefore, every single decree you have issued today is fake!" Princess Taiping said with perfect poise.

At this moment, the two of them sat down one after another on the chairs beside the dining table, each picking up a steamed bun and, without a word, began to eat.

Lin Wei said playfully, noticing that Aunt Zhang's face had darkened—her expression was rather unpleasant, and her eyes seemed to be casting a reproachful gaze at Lin Wei.

Although the family members were not all present for today's family movie day, the activity was going to proceed regardless.

Zhang Jianhao shook his head and suddenly produced an electronic watch from his hand. The time displayed on it was twenty-one hours, twelve minutes, and fourteen seconds—a mere minute away from the commencement of the Operation Magic Crane.

Wuguan was over a thousand miles away from Wancheng, with Xixian lying along the middle of the route. Although the road was reasonably flat, the southward journey truly left Liu Rui feeling exhausted. At this point, the group had already crossed Zhenping Ridge, and with just over a hundred miles remaining, they would enter the territory of Wancheng.

The tall man exuded an icy aura, hands shoved into his pockets as he leaned sideways against the doorway. The sharp glint in his eyes was concealed with exquisite precision, leaving only a faintly piercing chill in his gaze which, as it landed on Chu Qing, carried a trace of distinct indifference and a hint of bloodlust.

After spinning around a dozen or so times, Su Yang exerted a sudden burst of force, pushing off the adjacent wall with both feet to hurl Black Sha's body straight out.

The expression of Wu Ming, who had been repelled by the rebound force, turned extremely ugly. With the protection of the Naga serpent, Wu Ming had no way to harm the shaman, while the shaman could continuously cast spells to attack his group. If things continued this way, they would have to retreat.

"Awoo—" The colossal body of the Earth-Shaking Hammer was disintegrating bit by bit, thread by thread. A feeling of extreme terror and panic arose in its heart and on its face, prompting it to emit a helpless, shrill, and bizarre cry.

Meili's attitude toward Liu Shihua was much more amicable now. Consequently, she no longer picked on Liu Shihua, and instead began to shower her with praise.

Just at that moment, Su Yang's cell phone rang. While driving, he glanced at the caller ID; the number was a short extension, which he recognized as Bai Yu's number.

He led Zaiyuan up onto the martial arts stage, where the two of them stood a few meters apart, gazing at each other. From the thin, tall man's perspective, although Zaiyuan was an external disciple, his build was far too slender; in the man's experience, anyone like Zaiyuan must have been initiated only recently.

"Madam is truly fond of jokes. In such a noble and elegant banquet, how could there possibly be anything so vulgar? This, of course, is human blood," the man opposite replied ingratiatingly, presenting the tray to Momo once again.

A glance outward revealed a misty, hazy expanse where everything appeared dim, shadowy, and somewhat indistinct.

"Reporting to Master, do not worry! Suocui has gone ahead to use teleportation and book rooms at the inn!" The Scarlet Leopard appeared and vanished unpredictably.

After a moment, Leng Murong finished off an entire flask. No sooner had he finished drinking than he felt an urge to vomit, yet he forcibly checked the impulse.

Yelu Liang had already packed up and decided to leave the city with Wang Wan; by the time Tie Rou entered the city, it was already an abandoned, empty place.

Articulated and powerful fingers cupped her chin, and he lowered his head to kiss away the tears running wild at the corners of her eyes. Finally, his lips rested upon her pale ones.

He tried using his previous method—absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, then returning it—and attempted to gradually awaken from his state of embryonic breathing. But this continued all the way until dawn without producing any effect. So much for the idea that, with a mere flick of his consciousness, he could do whatever he pleased.

I slowly relaxed my grip. Knowing Yi Huayang's personality, beating her to death wouldn't make her believe I happened to be here just to drink coffee.

The sounds grew closer. Terrified that their flashlight beams might sweep over me, I darted aside and concealed myself behind a large tree.

Using the name of logic to run circles around Ying Qin would never run circles around Ying Qin's faith. Qiurong's failure to see through this meant she was destined to suffer.

Involved with the underworld? So what? As long as they didn't stir up trouble and maintained local stability, Tan Jianguo was more than happy to turn a blind eye—this all counted as his political achievements! Likewise, under Tan Jianguo's umbrella of protection, Wei Daochi's business endeavors went as smoothly as a fish in water, reaping massive profits.

Xia Qingxiao took a deep breath and said nothing; saying anything further now would only seem too hypocritical! Yet, why did she feel as though she had fallen into a trap? Looking back now at the look Han Baomo had given her earlier, that gaze had been full of anticipation, as if waiting for her to plunge into an abyss.