Volume 1, Chapter 29: Severing Hair to Sever Ties, Cutting Robes to End Allegiance

Três anos após o casamento de aliança, toda a família imperial chora em meu túmulo Jovem Senhor de Vestes Brancas 1198 words 2026-08-04 07:14:06

Song Jing froze in place. She truly hated him to the bone! To think she would go so far as to vow that even as a ghost, she would never let him go. Song Jiayin had an uncanny talent for provoking people; whether three years ago or today, she always knew exactly how to infuriate him.

This result meant that even if Hoffenheim failed to win this match, they would still secure the Bundesliga title one round early.

Seeing the bewildered expressions on everyone's faces, Zhang Qianqin offered a wry explanation. She noted that such world-class gemstones were rarely known to the average person. She only happened to be aware of it because she had once searched for the most precious jewels in the world to gift to Zhang Hao, and benitoite had been on that list.

What appeared in the anime was only a fraction of the possibilities—for instance, trainers who could manipulate psychokinesis, or those who mastered ninjutsu.

These were terms that hadn't existed in their harmonious lives just a few days ago, yet they had now become the primary topic of conversation whenever the students met.

Bobo and Xingxing were the grandsons of Grandma Duan, who lived next door to their mother. Bobo was in the third grade, while Xingxing was in the first.

Li Wan persisted with his efforts, and it wasn't until the third day that the immense force finally loosened, allowing a faint trickle of spiritual energy to seep out.

Taken by surprise, Su Wen found his mouth blocked by the other's sudden movement, leaving him gasping in the void, unable to speak.

Outside, Li Wan continued his search for the demon nests, constantly plagued by demonic miasma. There was no other choice; he was the only one left capable of turning the tide.

That was correct. The cultivation method Xia Cang had realized involved sensing the Big Dipper and absorbing the starlight it shed to transform into shamanic power. Every shamanic spell thereafter was fueled by this energy.

Lady Xing hurriedly urged, "My husband, the marauders are attacking! Xu Dingguo is likely already dead. We must prepare at once, gather our armaments, and flee Xuzhou." She knew all too well that they stood no chance against the raiding forces.

One had to realize that this was the Central Planet. For him to deploy every single trump card of the family against a lone Divine Unity stage expert—an act typically reserved for the extinction of a clan—was sheer madness.

"They will surely pursue us over the long distance tomorrow. We only have ten thousand men left. Even if we return to the tribe, there are only thirty or forty thousand people, most of whom are not able-bodied warriors..." Mote was beginning to panic. Their ruse had succeeded, but the outcome was impossible to bear.

As it turned out, Chi Xiang’s father, Chi Zhaowan, had heard that Third Master Wen was visiting today. He had come to pay his respects and, incidentally, to inquire about when the payment for the previous project would be deposited.

"In the end, it was I who exploited Lin Dongyu. I owe him for robbing him of a normal life. If being bullied can make Tan Lingfang feel better, then so be it!" Looking at his reflection, Huang Junnuo felt utterly exhausted by the passage of these years.

She was young, beautiful, and full of youthful vitality. Moreover, her industrious, simple, and gentle nature, coupled with her urgent need for his protection, stirred his innate sense of masculinity.

For Geng Long, he certainly did not wish to see Xue Yue violated, yet he was currently like a mere ant facing an elephant; no matter how hard he struggled, his efforts were futile.

Therefore, Blind Yu was uncertain. If this truly were the will of the Interstellar Alliance, he planned to run; after all, only a fool would pit himself against such a superpower. However, if this was not the work of the Alliance, he could safely eliminate Dova—perhaps that was something the Alliance would actually welcome.

Dugu Ye did not bother to drink a potion to recover. He spurred his mount to lash its tail, then swept his long spear across the field. Ling Kong understood his intent and dodged the onslaught, urging his Thunder-Fire Evil Dragon to descend slowly.