Volume 1, Chapter 63: The Child Named Guoguo (04)

When he heard the news back then, he was nearly scared to death. Looking out, a force of several thousand troops had completely surrounded them. His mountain stronghold only had a total of twenty or thirty people, so was it really necessary to make such a grand fuss to capture them?

Xu Nuan had no idea how long the fight would last, so he simply leaned against the wall and waited. While waiting, he played with his fingers to pass the time.

At this moment, his condition was not very good. A massive influx of memories kept pounding against his consciousness. That sensation could hardly be called pain, but it was far from pleasant either—much like suffering from severe motion sickness.

Hearing Guo Haiping speak with such confidence, as if he had already found some extraordinary solution, both he and Wu Hai were consumed with burning curiosity, hanging on Guo Haiping's every word.

Because, as I could tell, this slender figure was capable of controlling those dozen or so dogs.

"Did you see clearly who it was?" Qingyan asked with a frown. Could someone in the village be so daring?

Lin Yige had to dodge her colleagues when going to work these past few days. This was not because her colleagues treated her poorly, but rather because Lin Yige felt that everyone else was striving upward, shining like radiant suns, looking like promotional role models for the contemporary era in every snapshot.

And I also saw that when I said those words, the three of them simultaneously looked out through the window.

Ye Feng gave an angry shout, instantly activating the Blood-Burning state, while the "Bloodthirsty" state was also triggered at the same time.

However, before he could even get up, he heard the sound of firecrackers outside. Since no one in the village was celebrating a wedding, setting off firecrackers at this hour could only mean that someone had passed away.

Hah, Fifth Brother is truly foolish. She has already stayed at Prince Rui's Mansion for five days, drinking this tea every single day—how could she possibly not even figure out its origins?

"Of course. Better to wrongly execute a hundred than to let a single one slip away," Liao Caiyi nodded as if it were only natural.

Ye Feng frowned, couldn't help but envy Zhang Wuji from The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber, who by a fluke had mastered the Nine Yang Divine Art, achieved the harmony of hardness and softness, understood any martial art at a glance, and could execute any technique he saw. Learning Tai Chi Fist and Tai Chi Sword came twice as easily to him with half the effort—how envious, jealous, and hateful he felt!

Han Ge carefully recalled the company and realized he indeed had no impression of it whatsoever, having never seen its name before.

Ever since stepping into the desert, he had been either busy hurrying on the road or running for his life in exhaustion, never having a spare moment to take another look at these two maps. Now that he finally had some leisure time, he needed to examine them thoroughly.

Time flew by, and the winter vacation arrived. During this period, Lin Xiaomo's piano skills also progressed by leaps and bounds.

Zhao Mingyue rubbed her delicate nose in speechlessness, her beautiful eyes slowing their blink frequency, devoid of confusion and only gradually swirling with a sense of wistfulness.

Zhuang Qingrou was the first to be jolted back to her senses by the roar of the firmament, shaking her own culprit hand with an expression of genuine panic and helplessness.

Ever since the two cousins "accidentally" leaked the information to Wei She about her taking a part-time job at Wanfang Tower, her former employer had been sending messages day after day—leisurely offering well-wishes, making subtle veiled warnings. Yet, she could distinctly smell the chill of winter frost and snow hidden beneath those spring-like, gently warm stationery notes.

Prompted by Xia Manman's question, Wen Yichen felt a sudden jolt in his heart, as if some secret of his had been discovered by her.

The Silver Dragon King's dragon-shaped lightning roared toward the sky, attempting to rival the five-colored destructive lightning, but it was swallowed up directly.

This one was identical to the array in the Immortal Academy, considered the top-tier defensive grand array of the Primordial Era, combining both offense and defense while possessing the effects of stealth and concealing heavenly secrets.

The low and calm voice seemed capable of soothing all the anxiety and restlessness stirring within Jiang Muwen's heart.

She had expected him to be angry and to lecture her once more, but to her surprise, Mr. Yu simply walked up to her, wrapped his arms around her waist, and pulled her into his embrace.

Yet Jiang Muwen, who failed to get her mooncake, remained deeply resentful all along, as if without that mooncake, she lacked the strength to continue catching up on her homework.

Imperial Noble Consort Chen glanced at Xia Jiujiang with a cold gaze and remained silent for a moment. This direct confrontation made her realize that Xia Jiujiang was indeed no simple character.

"Impossible, impossible!" He quickly shook his head, poured himself a cup of tea, and told himself not to indulge in wild suspicions.

At that moment, a figure appeared on the ridge riding a snow-white warhorse. The heroic and dashing posture reminded Tuoba Yuechuan of an old acquaintance; throughout the Yanzhou region, aside from the Cold-Faced Asura Lord Ye, there was simply no second person who possessed such an aura. The soldier shouting orders was saying something beside the white warhorse, but the distance was too great for Tuoba Yuechuan to hear.

If Sima Yu did not rebel today, would he not rebel tomorrow either? No one knew or understood for certain. However, from Beichen Zheng's perspective, Sima Yu was already his friend and brother for this lifetime.

Zhenqi said nothing, though her complexion looked extremely ugly. At that moment, the gates of the Fengxian Sect opened, and the people on the southern side retreated to both sides at the sound. They saw a figure rush in first, shouting: "Who is causing trouble in the Fengxian Sect?" The newcomer was Wu Chongsan, the second disciple of Feng Lang.

Even if there were no traces of white clouds within this yellow dust, there were still men of upright and awe-inspiring integrity. Though they might not become knights-errant of gallantry and chivalry, they were nonetheless worthy of being called true practitioners. Who is there to judge? It is nothing more than the passage of time.

Swish! Yet I still leaped onto the body of the battle wolf. After all, this was a critical moment that called for core combat capability. Therefore, in order to seize some vital timing, I had to rely on him to help me execute certain movements that I could otherwise never achieve.

Hearing Mu Yidai's words, Qi Xun's originally haughty face instantly collapsed, and the last shred of goodwill he held in his heart for Mu Yidai completely vanished.

Leaving aside how this Zhang Yi recognized Sun Cheng, at this moment, upon hearing Xue Gu's shout, he was also amused and waved his hand, saying, "Arrest them!" Despite the order, the men behind him made no move, merely staring at Sun Cheng with ironic and playful smiles. Judging by their appearance, they all seemed to know one another.