Echoes of the Past 18

The Great Dream A beauty in longing. 2286 words 2026-04-13 06:48:37

The audience at the scene was dead silent, plunged into utter stillness. People forgot to cheer, forgot everything around them, and focused entirely on the breathtakingly exquisite battle on the stage.

Before long, both the letters and the imperial edict were handed over to the generals present. They compared them meticulously, terrified of missing even the tiniest detail. In the end, everyone had to admit that the edict and the letters were written by the same hand.

Once he figured out the implications, great joy surged in his heart. The hesitation he felt earlier—fearing that providing false testimony might bring disaster upon himself—vanished, replaced by firm resolve. If he could trade false testimony for a favor from this Chief of the Public Security Bureau, wouldn't handling affairs in Ronglin County become much smoother?

Upon returning to his residence in the Song Dynasty, Tatar immediately imitated the cry of an eagle three times. "What are your orders, Milord?" A masked man dressed in black leaped in through the window and asked, kneeling before Tatar.

"Although my exam scores didn't pass the cutoff back then, my dad knows the principal of the Affiliated High School, which is why I was able to get in," said the long-haired boy named Zhang Tao with an arrogant expression on his face.

"I'm guessing the third point is the main reason for your dispute—striving to break through to a higher level," Ye Bai said, rubbing his chin.

In front of the Municipal Bureau office building, Meng Fei led a dozen criminal police officers waiting there. To avoid alerting the target, they drove a civilian-plated white Iveco as they rushed toward Deputy Director Wang's residence.

"No way, are we soldiers or are we just risking our lives here?" Meng Fei, who was from the same village as Wang Feng, asked him out of curiosity.

Ouyang Peiyu still wanted to mock him at a time like this. "Men's premonitions are never accurate..." Suddenly catching his scorching gaze fixed intently upon her chest, she was forced to swallow the rest of her words, her fair face flushing red down to her neck. Zixia, however, wore a gentle smile as she watched the two engage in a battle of wits.

However, while one palm print was covered by her hand, the other remained completely exposed under the glaring light of the surrounding torches.

The two bowed to Lady Jia, who was momentarily overwhelmed with emotion. She stepped forward to help them up and then spoke respectfully.

"Brothers, let's fight to the bitter death! Follow me and break through with them!" Taishi Ci sensed the growing unease all around. He had to charge out before the morale of the army completely collapsed; otherwise, he would be left with no way out.

Even if Rindo Nene voted for her, if Nakiri Erina opposed it, a 3:3 tie would mean they still could not replace the judges.

Gu Jiusi felt helpless. He had just been eating his meal quietly—how did the conversation end up dragging him into it?

"Where was I!" Yukihira Souma's pupils vanished, his eyes completely taken over by the whites as he assumed a somewhat vacant expression.

However, she could not understand the content; it sounded like some sort of foreign language. She guessed it was probably some practitioner of a foreign religion starting to pray for Jesus to save him. Instead of wasting time on that, it would be much better to come and brace the door.

Long Hao nodded. Since he had already agreed to let Han Qianxue join the Qingyuan Academy, it was only natural for him to take her to meet his master now.

After this dish spread to the West, General Tso's Chicken discarded seasonings like chili peppers and ginger paste, shifting its flavor profile from dry, spicy, and savory to sweet and sour.

Yuan Shang knew very well that before the army had marched even a third of the way, Yuan Tan would already know his movements.

The root cause of the great calamity was simply too terrifying. Before it had even truly descended, it had caused a supreme existence to fade away in such a manner—a truly shocking spectacle.

"If it's that kind of power, it will definitely be able to protect Kurosaki-kun!" Orihime's resolve hardened instantly.

Bai Bing galloped up from behind. Even though she now covered her nose and mouth with a white cloth, her brow was tightly furrowed.

From the corner of her eye, she could catch a glimpse of Xue Lengyu's face, which was as red as a certain animal's backside. For some reason, she actually felt a bit more at ease.

"Childish Grandmother, your medical skills are truly remarkable. I wonder where you learned them? In my opinion, there is simply no one else in this world whose skills could surpass yours," Zhu Bufan spoke up first.

Moreover, the number of ghost cultivators is extremely small, far inferior to cultivators among the living. One can imagine that even if all the past flying-up experts of the ghost realm were to gather together, they would still find it difficult to awe the immortal and god realms. After all, the number of experts in the immortal and god realms vastly exceeds that of the ghost realm.

He seemed to be pursued by flying craft resembling giant bird-bees, which occasionally launched strange spells at him. The burly man appeared to possess a certain level of skill, using his magic to form a transparent protective armor around himself to fend off the spells.

Such fervent heat reminded her of the feeling she had experienced when she scored her first kill in her previous life. The heartfelt euphoria and boundless excitement had made her throw open her arms, run in circles on the spot, and scream out to vent her exhilaration.

At that moment, tens of thousands of soldiers moved like shifting clouds, centering around Xiao Yiyun and his companions and surrounding them. Regardless of anything else, they had come here precisely to annihilate Athena, and they would absolutely not let them escape.

The Principality of Kabit also had its own Adventurers' Guild, and there were quite a few registered members. Although it could not compare to the activity levels of the Lulis Empire, it was still of a considerable scale.

After listening to Changyue, Ririn didn't care whether Li Hai was surprised or not. He thought for a moment and said, "Let's do this: wait a little longer and see if it can spread rapidly."

A moment later, the steward arrived with two estate guards carrying instruments of domestic punishment—a red, U-shaped wooden rack, its four corners carved with gilded floating clouds. Inserted into it were wooden rods, ranging from the thickness of a thumb and a foot long, up to the thickness of three fists and a man's height, painted red on the top and black on the bottom.

"That sword cultivator, apart from a sword heart, seems to have also attained sword bones? Truly remarkable! And that secular Buddhist monk—I could actually catch a glimpse of the phantom of boundless Buddha light around him. His physical body harbors golden light throughout; it seems that aside from the Six-Zhang Golden Body, other Buddhist divine arts have also achieved some level of mastery," exclaimed an elder of the Hundred Flowers Palace.

"Old Wang, you should head back to your office first. If there are any operations, I will notify you." Deputy Director Wang walked back into his office with a helpless expression.

"That's right! For this final move, both of us will go all out! I want to see the gap between myself and the Emperor!" Wang Bugui nodded resolutely.

Zixia comforted them a few more times before finding a flight attendant to take her and Hanxiao on a tour around the airplane.

And Zhao Yun, guided and led by him, had forged his reputation and become a hero chanted in the tales of later generations.

He still had no good solution for this yet, so he could only lead by example, letting the various demon kings see hope. Presumably, they would then lay aside all their conflicts.

"Many thanks, Big Brother. Indeed, this is my first time here." Yao Muchen cupped his hands in gratitude while a helpless, wry smile appeared on his face.

His words could not continue, because Jin Jiang had already pounced forward and tightly covered his mouth.