Volume One, Chapter 55: The Sun Raises Dawn over the Long River (Part Two)

A Grande Dinastia Sui: Ascensão e Queda do Segundo Imperador Aiqing 2050 words 2026-08-04 04:17:08

Overcome by a sudden surge of impulse, Da Zhuang blurted out the words long buried in his heart. He looked at Lan Xin with intense nervousness, his palms slick with sweat.

Swish! Swish! Vines surged upward from the ground, intertwining and binding tightly to form a sturdy protective net. The Blue Silver Grass completely sealed off the entrance of the cave. The commotion subsided, and the sound of the wind died down as Li Xuan panted and withdrew her martial soul.

This was the first time Lou Xinglan had ever stepped into Bu Jingyu's home. In the past, he would at most walk her to the door and turn back. The moment he crossed the threshold into her house, it felt to him like entering an entirely different world, completely isolated from the outside.

"Muxi! Let me go!" Bu Jingyu tugged at the rope around her hands, her wrists already chafed red.

To be honest, Lan Xin did not particularly enjoy attending gatherings with their group of brothers. There was always an indescribable awkwardness lingering in the air, though that might just have been her own imagination.

Things had reached this point; he would no longer conceal his love for Lan Xin. If he didn't speak up now, they might never have a tomorrow.

I took a deep breath, glanced at Mu Xue, who wore an expression of equal curiosity, and then guided the interspatial spaceship to slowly approach the light barrier, ultimately passing straight through it.

Sixty thousand shi of grain—enough to feed everyone in Jiangzuo City regular white rice for over two consecutive years. Consequently, as Jiang Liu left the imperial palace and prepared to return to the city, the smile on his face was impossible to conceal.

Seeing me walk back, the trunk remained motionless. I walked over, hoisted the trunk, and headed out the door. The weight of the trunk was still that of having a ghost sitting atop it.

The Master of the Xuanwu Sect said, a flash of guilt crossing the depths of his eyes, "Ever since your mother passed away, your father has only focused on secluded cultivation and neglected you. It is my failing toward you, and toward your mother as well."

On the other side, Li Xuan too felt the approaching threat of death. Yet, at this moment, his suffering was his own to bear. The curse power, having swallowed the evil-energy flames spewed by the undead bone wolf, had grown increasingly violent, and under its continuous impacts, it showed faint signs of breaking through the restraints of the holy light power within his body.

Many viewers remarked that had Master Xu not mentioned those few words, they truly would have believed that compressed biscuits would expand upon contact with water.

Upon returning to the company, Larry Ellison recounted every single detail of his meeting and conversation with Li Zecheng.

"Huh? Why are you walking this way?" Acai asked, puzzled as to why Chen Zi'ang was pulling her toward the window.

Looking at the four spheres of light floating just above Eilistraee's head, Yvnal took these four divine portfolios and immediately began the process of fusing them together.

"You are not allowed to speak!" To prevent Chen Zi'ang from uttering another word, Lu Su sealed his lips directly with her own. Chen Zi'ang gladly indulged in the taste of Lu Su.

A blood-robed figure glanced back and, upon seeing the spaceship in hot pursuit, was instantly terrified, shouting a hurried warning to the grim-faced Blood Elf.

"Alright, alright, alright." The flustered security team member had just prepared to report when a muffled gunshot rang out.

Ever since the forest incident two months ago and today's peeping incident, she must have concluded that he was the mastermind behind them all, only too thin-skinned to admit it.

An Youyue tried to struggle, but to no avail. The venom from the vines had surged up from the soles of her feet, paralyzing half her body. If this continued, she would sooner or later become nothing more than meat on a chopping board.

Feng Ruohua had practically exhausted every bit of rhetorical skill he had cultivated during his years as a sect leader. Although the results were not entirely ideal, they were still much better than before.

Seeing him obtain the treasure, the disciples of the Lingzhao Sect were beaming with joy, stepping forward one after another to surround and protect him.

The executioner's blade slashed halfway through the air before suddenly stopping, because a white-robed youth, standing with his head lowered, had caught the blade's edge between two fingers. He raised his head and glanced at the executioner, causing the man to shiver violently as if bitten by a venomous snake, involuntarily taking half a step back.

After a long time, being a person of high status, he naturally sensed that something was amiss. By then, however, the two sides had reached a state of irreconcilable hostility, and it was too late to call a halt.

"Heh, Mother, you needn't worry about such matters; I have already thought of everything!" A disdainful smile appeared on the Second Prince's face, as if he had long since seen through the entire layout and held absolute control over everything.

Xiao Fengxian, who had not set foot in the city for ten thousand years, now ran over every three days, staying for at least half a day each time, and sometimes even spending the night. This completely shattered the worldview of everyone in the Tianjian Bureau; amidst the crushing pressure of heavy intelligence duties, they relished the gossip with great enthusiasm.

"You are the one who descended from the lower realm?" the giant at the head spoke, his voice deafening. Jiang Chen winced, feeling as though his ears were about to be shattered.

Qi Yao understood the whole sequence of events and felt somewhat grateful to Gu Chengyu. Whether he did it for her sake or for the child's, he had ultimately protected her.

Most of her family fortune had been stripped away by Jiang Liangqiu last time, but in the absence of a third-party witness, she had no legal recourse and could only swallow her blood and accept the defeat.

Guderian's security team managed to hold fast to their core principles and duties after the disaster struck, fulfilling their responsibilities to the utmost to ensure safety, which won them the affection of netizens across the entire internet.

Gao Jing and the other person naturally left the spot immediately. Zhang Jie, on the other hand, was already scared out of her wits. What was this? Feudal society remnants? When Wang Hong's gaze swept over her, she shivered and immediately scurried after them.

There was no time left for hesitation. Any further hesitation would mean watching helplessly as someone else carried away her supplies.

Li Ji operated the claw machine, over and over again, transitioning from clumsy to proficient. After dropping nearly sixty-four coins into the slot, Li Ji finally managed to grab a plush toy. Wenren Junfu squatted down to help her retrieve it, but before he could secure a firm grip, Li Ji snatched it away from him.

Wisteria vines densely climbed all over the courtyard walls. In late spring, the wisteria blossoms were at their most luxuriant and exuberant. Looking closely under the light of a lantern, the wisteria flowers hung in dense clusters, splendid and full, bursting with vitality, brilliant and magnificent. Beneath the floral wall, the ground was a riot of color, which, upon closer inspection, turned out to be fallen purple petals.