Chapter 66 The Tale of Re-Creation

Closing the letter, carefully tucking away the sachet and the envelope, she closed her slightly reddened eyes as turbulent emotions surged within her heart. What a silly girl, just like He Yuhui—both so persistent, and endearingly foolish.

On another note, while Yang Wo did not expect his son to charge onto the battlefield the way he had, it was still necessary for him to possess a basic understanding of military affairs.

In contrast, Lu Yu had opened his potential later in life, leaving his body with a multitude of impurities. To widen his meridians still remained a long and arduous journey.

After two or three days, Princess Jielan suffered another relapse and became completely unconscious. By this time, Tiefurong had already departed from the Left Worthy Prince's mansion. The Left Worthy Prince ordered Jia Zuo to be brought in to feel her pulse. When Jia Zuo reported the honest truth, the Left Worthy Prince flew into a rage and had him executed.

Naturally, the owner of the blacksmith shop knew that in this world, medicinal pills were a currency far harder and more valuable than silver, so he readily agreed without hesitation.

"What I have to say will certainly not be vague or generalized. Ever since we withdrew under the glory of the Prime Heavenly Emperor, we have remained hidden in the shadows, gathering intelligence, and we have managed to unearth a great deal of information." The Prime Heavenly Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang was in quite a pleasant mood at the moment.

Liu Yunzhi smiled faintly, turned around to cast a playful glance at me, and remained silent. I glared at him and rubbed my nose.

Upon taking command of the army, Yan Ruyu immediately launched a full-scale offensive against the enemy, catching them completely off guard. San'er accompanied her to the frontier to rendezvous with the grand general. This was also in accordance with Ying Hao's instructions that she temporarily remain at the border. After safely escorting her to the frontier, San'er vanished without a trace.

With meat already on the chopping block, awaiting only the blade, Feng Boling smoothed her hair, her face flushed with a warm glow as she lightfootedly stepped through the palace gates. Lu Fang stood motionless while the floating Nine-Li Star Chart before him grinned with crafty amusement, bursting into loud laughter amidst the sound of the stone doors closing shut.

So they were called foot-garments. Clothes for the feet—quite easy to understand. Wait! How did he know that the socks she kept mentioning referred to foot-garments?

Just as Wu Xiang was about to approach the defensive line formed by chariots and barbed wire, a flash of light suddenly erupted before his eyes, followed immediately by a deafening roar.

"Baka! Which bastard gave the order to fire?" Miyamoto Yezhu roared in fury, wishing he could commit murder.

A hundred years of time was truly negligible to her; she was hardly going to break her word over such a trifling span.

After fumbling awkwardly for quite a while, Liu Er's only achievement was making Li Daren's shoulder hurt even more.

"What are you waiting for? Let's move!" James Qiao escorted a criminal toward the police car.

"Is that so?" Li Mu instinctively reached out to touch Song Yi's forehead, but Song Yi flinched and nimbly dodged his hand.

Chen Dun whispered a few words into the servant's ear, scaring the man out of his wits and sending him scurrying back like his tail was on fire to deliver the message.

"If I go back, can you guarantee my safety and transform the permissions within me into a cheat exclusively belonging to me?" the young man asked.

As for Feng Caiiling, she seemed to have seen through the illusions of the mortal world, remaining utterly indifferent to the current situation in Dongyi and burying herself entirely in cultivation, which made Xiao Han feel deeply ashamed of himself.

Shesha flushed with embarrassment, shot him a sideways glance, and lightly tapped the tabletop, instantly materializing a teacup.

Logically speaking, the Chaos Golden Tree could not possibly have known what transpired in the Divine Realm in advance; therefore, it could not have timed its pledge of loyalty to coincide precisely with the moment it learned they had won the battle.

Without all those lingering attachments, those bitter resentments, those agonizing unfulfillments, and that unwillingness to accept defeat.

Qin Shuhuang stepped down from her palanquin, walked over to Liu Renci with the support of Shilan, and then entered the grand hall to pay her respects to the aged Khan.

Recalling Fu Juan's bone-chilling gaze from that night, Song Chenyan could not help trembling inwardly.

Emperor Wu Shi nodded. In the future, the heavenly court emperors would diverge into two paths: those with the potential of Dust-Escaped Immortals would remain in the mortal realm to cultivate in seclusion, striving for early ascension, while those without such potential would follow the Green Emperor to a wondrous world to drive the integration of the two realms.

Tang Rou naturally knew her brother's temperament and said nothing further. Like a gust of wind, she went inside to greet Shen Jiaojiao and the others before returning to Tang Qie's side.

Lin Zhaoxia stepped into the pavilion and seated herself on the central bench. Lost in thought, she gazed at the night sky and mindlessly counted the stars in her heart. A soft rustling sound caught her attention; snapping out of her reverie, she lowered her gaze to find it was none other than Yang Moyan.

His family had overseen the Imperial Hospital for generations, winning the deep trust of the royal family. Among the scions of noble clans, he possessed considerable prestige and a prominent reputation, so anyone would show him a modicum of respect, not even excepting members of the imperial family.

Yan He caught the sound of a soft chuckle and felt her mind ease. Carelessly, she picked herself up from the ground and dusted the dirt off her clothes.

Bao Shiyi was quite perplexed. After all, it should be class time right now, and he had no idea whether Xu Wanqing happened to have any lectures, given how scattered university schedules could be.

Sure enough, Bao Shiyi was not disappointed. The people pushing open the door and entering were none other than Zhou Yun and Xu Wanqing—ah yes, along with a master named Lin Ge.

As Lai San spoke, he scooped the entire ten thousand yuan into his bag. They were indeed in desperate need of money right now, and these funds were of the utmost importance to them.

Ye An gently dried her damp hair. The scent of shampoo mingled with a fresh, clean fragrance from the body wash, continuously stimulating his nerves.

"Right, notify the brothers: if we can capture them alive, do not kill them. The points earned from a live capture are far greater than those from a kill," Yang Xing added.

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As for Lu Tianli, she expressed complete indifference. For the longest time, she had assumed her family lacked wealth and therefore maintained a relatively frugal lifestyle. Even though Lu Tianming had substantially increased her allowance, she still refrained from spending money recklessly.

After all, their remarks were excessively pessimistic, and there was no guarantee that some individuals who were originally tempted wouldn't hesitate and waver after hearing such discouraging words.

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