Plague Shadow 15

A Bruxa Sou Eu Mesma [Fantasia Ocidental] Hengya 1734 words 2026-08-05 03:42:16

The middle-aged man had traversed the world and weathered countless dangers, relying on this peerless offensive sacred art.

Although the Wanding Group had essentially been placed entirely under Tang Shiya’s management while Tang Mingyuan was alive, his presence behind her had kept the old board members from stirring up trouble.

“Wow, Brother Cheng, you’re not joking, are you? You live with Qingxue and Aili every day, and nothing has ever happened?” Lei Yue was genuinely astonished. He knew I usually treated them like younger sisters, but once the door was closed, who could say what might happen?

At that moment, Jiang Yun’s primordial Dao body had summoned all the thunder throughout the entire Dao Prosperity Heaven and Earth. There was so much of it that it could no longer be counted. It was as though the space within the image had been completely transformed into a world of thunder.

Qi Xiaoxiao’s company would be taking half a month off, while Qiao Sizhe’s school had already begun its winter vacation. Classes would not resume until after the Lantern Festival.

Chen Danqing’s body suddenly trembled as she realized that the precious pearl had merged into the center of her brow, overlapping with the original jujube-red mark until the two became one.

Of course, most importantly, the majority of those invited by the Nangong family to attend the wedding had good relations with them. Naturally, they were inclined toward the Nangong family in their hearts.

“You’ve got to be kidding. Director Wang is filming another ridiculous drama?” To be honest, I would have accepted it under normal circumstances. After all, it paid well, and there was no reason to refuse. But for now, I still wanted to spend more time with Qingxue before going back to earn money for living expenses and the like.

By now, every one of them had been tortured beyond recognition, yet their spirit and vitality remained intact. They had not yielded. Even though they were being held like condemned prisoners, they still carried themselves with tremendous pride.

She wanted to know as well. She had gone to such lengths to stay by Shaozi’s side, yet he would let her do nothing except feed him her blood.

“What do you think? Am I clever? Lanxin is my maid. If Senior Brother marries her, then indirectly he’ll become my guard—and, indirectly, yours as well.” Tangtang counted it all out on her fingers.

Since Fang Dou was willing to make his way in the fruit market, it could be considered a backup plan for Li Xiang, relieving him of his worries about the future. No matter what happened to his company, at least his parents would not go hungry.

Xiao Bing yearned intensely for that moment. If he kissed her then—even if it were only one kiss—Lin Yuming’s pride would vanish, and all that pointless rationality would surely scatter like summer flies beneath the first few drops of rain heralding a storm.

At that moment, the brothers Wu Gang and Wu Lie, along with the two elders serving as hidden guards, had fallen into the encirclement of the golden-armored guards, Zhu Shan, and the others.

Stars shimmered across the sky, and the moon hung above the tips of the willows. Its pure, radiant light quietly spilled down, spreading a silver sheen across the ground. In the night, the azure sky held several white clouds drifting lazily overhead. Amid the city’s noise and splendor, they lent the vast metropolis a faint air of stillness and gentleness.

Behind them came the fifty-third and fifty-fifth infantry battalions of Jia Denglian’s Fourteenth Regiment, arranged side by side. Between the two battalions stood the engineers, the artillery, and Zhu Pingjin’s central command. The three companies of the Fifth Battalion, together with the reduced command company of the Fourteenth Battalion, formed the reserve force. Along with the fifty-third and fifty-fifth infantry battalions, they created an inverted-triangle formation.

This demonic blade truly lived up to the words “demonic blade.” Its dreadful aura alone was enough to reveal that it was an evil weapon that had drunk the blood of countless victims.

This time, Ye Tian did not dodge at all. Instead, he unleashed his fists and feet, pummeling the unicorn from front to back and from top to bottom with the strongest physical attacks he could muster before throwing it away.

As commander of the Brocade Guard, the man normally had to report for duty at the Northern Garrison Commandery in addition to personally protecting the Chengde Emperor. To receive such favor from the emperor would have been an immense honor in anyone else’s eyes, but Qi Zhen wished Lian Su did not possess it. His injuries had only just healed; if something happened again…

The consequences would be unthinkable.

The snow outside had stopped long ago. Everything beyond the house was wrapped in white. Waves of cold wind swept past, carrying scattered crystals that gleamed with the clarity of shattered glass.

At that moment, Duan Hongyu was just about to climb over the wall when a conversation on the other side suddenly interrupted him. The voices were very close, as though there were only a single wall between him and the speakers.

“When it is time to eat, the military camp will naturally sound the signal. Just follow them then,” Mo Yu said.

“Second Brother, Third Brother, do not be impatient. He is still a criminal under sentence. We must wait for His Majesty to withdraw the decree and pardon him. Once he has regained his status as a prince, he can marry our sister in splendor,” said the eldest son of the Lan family with a solemn, authoritative air.

After obtaining the herbal oil, Liao Yuer’s fingertips trembled faintly. Her face had been ruined beyond repair. Even though all the wounds had healed, the hideous scars left across her flesh were truly terrifying. In her hatred, she had smashed every mirror in the room, yet the image in her mind refused to disappear.

Suddenly, the three men’s pupils contracted. They hurriedly looked toward the woods to one side and reined in their horses. A trace of doubt crossed their faces. If they had not been mistaken just now, had that been Shilan?

Her wedding gown was very thick. After all, it was already the end of September, and catching a chill from wearing something too thin would be troublesome.

“Mother, Father has been deliberating over the northern frontier for a long time. Should he simply send Hui’er there personally to investigate? I can disguise myself and infiltrate the enemy camp to see whether the Hu Rong and Northern Di truly harbor rebellious ambitions,” said Xuanyuan Hui.