Volume 1, Chapter 74: For the Past Four Years, Were You Just Pretending to Be a Good Wife?

In the dream, Cheng Qian threw down her bicycle, and once the off-road vehicle had driven far away, she quickly ran down the hillside.

That evening, because he still had numerous imperial memorials to review and a multitude of state affairs to handle, he waited until Weiyang fell asleep, just as he did before, and rose alone to meet with Li Yunjin, Qin Feng, and the others.

She gestured to the lunatic monk and the fierce wind who were clearing the path ahead, signaling everyone to stop their horses, and cast her gaze toward the red thread.

The Seven-Star Treasure Sword flew out of the red thread's palm, heading straight for Bukong. The sky was overcast with low-hanging dark clouds, and all things around had fallen into a deep stillness. This was the final stance of the Heavenly Escapement Sword Technique: The World Grows Old. This technique gathered human internal energy and resonated with the heavens, thereby generating a immense sympathetic force to assist the wielder of the Heavenly Escapement Sword Technique.

Yunluo seemed to recall that he had been staring intently at the wooden board used as a bed by Chen Chao. At first, she didn't understand why, but upon second thought, it suddenly became clear to her.

After his subordinates were injured by Hu Ye, Wang Ahniu truly worried for a few days. However, as nothing happened afterwards, he gradually put it out of his mind. Yet right at that moment, a phone call from Hu Ye dealt him a fatal blow.

A week later, Xiao Baozhu went to school to register and took the opportunity to check on her new apartment. In just a few short days, the renovation was already complete. The materials used were all high-end, healthy, and eco-friendly, so there was no need to worry about formaldehyde issues. Nevertheless, Xiao Baozhu still planned to move her belongings in first and wait a couple of months before actually moving in to live there.

Jiu'er rolled her pupils and blinked ingratiatingly, staring at his exquisitely sculpted face.

Looking at the red handprint on his face, she finally stopped laughing, a trace of slight fear creeping into her eyes: Could she have actually beaten this fellow into a state of disrepair?

At this moment, Hu Ye did not dare to hesitate in the slightest; he hoisted his backpack and turned to run. Meanwhile, the mountain continued to collapse incessantly. Many times, just as Hu Ye ran past a certain spot, it would begin to disintegrate completely. Being even a single second late would have been fatal.

Zhao Dashan dropped the blood-stained spiked club onto the ground, producing a clattering sound. He strode over to Ling Yu's bedside. The shattered protective barrier had already lifted, and Ling Yu lay quietly on the bed. Jin Ling'er had fetched some water and, while sobbing quietly, began to wipe his face for him.

The caravan steward was truly helpless now. Since the matter of the magic crystals had been exposed, there was nothing left to discuss; they could only fight desperately to the bitter end.

Inside the divine mirror, Guo Lin poured all his strength into unleashing the power of the Nine-Turn Saint, channeling it into the mirror.

Unawares, Ling Yu's entire body was enveloped by a layer of green light, and he gradually lost consciousness.

Seeing that Uncle Fu's palm techniques were fierce and formidable, Zhao Wu did not dare to be careless. He countered with a backhand wave, executing three swift sword strikes in succession—one piercing straight to the heart, one plunging like a torrential current, and one slashing through the water with a drawn blade.

Days passed by, and the sparse falling leaves outside the window had nearly all dropped. Even when the cold wind blew, not a sound of withered leaves could be heard. The lawn was entirely withered and yellow, and the entire world seemed devoid of vitality.

"The Young Marshal has personally led troops to assist in the battle, which has greatly boosted our morale. With the firepower provided by the Young Marshal as well, we have already suppressed the enemy's firepower," a soldier said excitedly.

In his impression, Ling Yu possessed the strength of a three-copper star and was in no way capable of contending with him, let alone with a three-silver star powerhouse by his side. Yet Ling Yu's attitude was filled with an air that left him completely puzzled.

The primary cause of my mental exhaustion was perhaps not that no one checked on Nali. It was rather my disgust and anger toward my own untrustworthiness, which I then vented onto my surroundings.

Remaining vanished for too long was hardly appropriate for Xiao Cheng. After all, if the Wrathful Heaven Pirate Crew could not spot his whereabouts, they would surely grow extremely nervous—especially since he was a man of the Odin Divine Kingdom! Should he harbor any other malicious intentions, it was better for the pirate crew to strike first and nip the bud in the bud, wasn't it?