After countless lifetimes, it has always been you.
The next day, Qing Wan sent Old Master Chen and his grandson home, then headed to Teng River to buy fabric for tailoring. March Snow was practicing in her room, so Jiang Xian drove the carriage and took them part of the way, while Bai Li Nu Yun also made a trip with Jujube.
Yun Han heard this and took it lightly, laughing. “I think that old granny really did not seem like an ordinary person. Ah well, since she left, it means her injuries were not severe. There is no need to overthink it.” Tang Li Chuan nodded and asked whether they were about to depart.
“Understood!” That part was easy to grasp; it was just about fooling the beasts. The crowd grinned wickedly and agreed.
Besides, his performance in the grand hall today had truly disappointed many who had once held high hopes for him. A man who does not wish to seize the throne will find it very hard to sit upon it, and that also meant he had lost whatever value he once had as an object of attention.
“I call this kind of situation adaptive response,” Dong Fang continued with his speculation. “What I mean is, the world is adapting to us, not the other way around.”
Though there had been a warning, the move was devious and strange. Ice Ring Moon pointed toward the center of the King of Zhao’s brows, while the long sword gave a faint tremor and another streak of cold light suddenly appeared beneath the sword’s shadow, shooting toward his navel with a force like breaking waves and riding the wind, chilling to the bone. It was the Twin Dragons Seizing the Pearl.
Liu Tianli and Lei Yangzi were also greatly shocked, though they did not show it; inside, however, stormy waves were already rising.
If not for the tacit approval of the Fourth Prince, would this Miss Liu have dared use his name to swindle and swagger about everywhere?
A tear trace slipped from the corner of Han Kexin’s eye. In the gentle breeze, it turned into specks of starlight and vanished into the air.
As soon as the words fell, a familiar and sturdy figure darted out from inside the house. At first he was full of displeasure, but when he saw Jiang Chen and the other man, he froze for a moment, then burst into delighted cries.
After the turmoil subsided, Tang Zhongxin left with Zhao Lanxiang, and Tang Feilong and Tang Yiting followed as well.
Xuan Yuan Tianxin lowered her eyes in thought, and then suddenly a set of words she had once spoken to the Great Sage years ago rang in her mind.
Liu Cong glared at Huang Hu, but before he could even flare up, Huang Hu had already grown furious. He clenched the drum-hammer in his hands, eyes wide open, staring fixedly at Liu Cong.
Lin Xinxin believed that the innocent would prove themselves innocent. More than that, she wanted to take this chance to see Shen Zhan. Though she no longer remembered what had happened when she was drunk before, later she had spotted Shen Zhan in surveillance footage, and hope could not help but arise in her heart. He still loved her, even if he would not admit it.
The other party had said she could not discuss it with Huo Jun, and if she did, the person planted in the camp by the other side would surely notice. By then, there would inevitably be more variables.
But Lin Xi could not bear to watch any longer. He felt that perhaps he should create a little opportunity for father and mother.
He knew that the sect master was supporting his idea, and was even extending it further to apply to the entire sect.
For that very reason, when Ye Mo passed on inner power, he naturally became more cautious. It was only right that he first make some distinction among his very first batch of disciples.
Qiu Bi stared with its round, bulging red eyes, saying nothing. Because it could not lie, it chose silence.
Early in the morning, the road outside the residence was already bustling with carriages and horses. One after another, carriages drew up outside the gate, and richly dressed men and women stepped down before heading into the estate.
Tian Quan leaped backward, widening the distance between himself and Yao Guang, while a flame condensed into a phoenix and flew toward Yao Guang.
Er Niu Zi’s head had already been severed from his body, and behind the head that lay far from the torso trailed a string of bloody vertebrae. Though this driver had spent years dealing with corpses, he still could not help gagging at the sight of such a gruesome scene.
Just moments ago, he had been in the shell palace discussing something with members of the clan, when he was suddenly and inexplicably hauled up by a fishing line. He had struggled, but to no avail.
Locked by the multicolored radiance, a cold aura began to flow through Feng Lin’s limbs and bones. In an instant, it was as though he had been stripped bare, every secret in his body laid open before the eyes of the exquisite green-water flood dragon.
Luo Lin seized the moment and kicked the master of the arena square in the chest, sending him sprawling. But the master of the arena also had martial skill to rely on. After hitting the ground, he endured the pain in his face and locked his legs around Luo Lin’s leg, tripping him over.
Huh? A Japanese voice? It seemed that even after experiencing several worlds himself, he had never learned it. He could not understand what the old man was saying, but Logan knew what that “baka” meant, because in his previous life, when he watched those absurd heroic dramas, that word was certainly not a good one.
The three clones he had now still could not achieve the state of cultivating all three lifetimes at once, nor the condition of being neither born nor destroyed. In the end, they were merely coexisting with the true body, not truly separate individuals. Yet upon the Three-Lives Stone, it seemed that the marks of the three lifetimes had been engraved. The more they merged, the more clearly Feng Lin could feel the changes within the three clones.
Logan brought Alice to a bright room, and Alice was still somewhat agitated.
“Not for now. They still haven’t come back yet,” Ning Yue said, glancing at her watch. It was already seven o’clock. If they did not go soon, Brother Gu San would miss the train.
The two of them were very disappointed. They had not seen any supreme treasure, only a coordinate, and naturally they were very unhappy. They had originally thought that what the fox immortal clan had guarded for ten thousand years was a supreme treasure.
Coincidentally, this villainous supporting role had no connection at all with the character Su Qian was to play, which also prevented Su Qian from ending up in the same shot as Chu Fengxiao. Chu Fengxiao, that film emperor, would otherwise have stolen Su Qian’s thunder.