Chapter 66: Wen Luoya: She is still just a child

"Since it has come to this, let us use it. Endure it for a moment, and the pain will pass," Feng Zeyan said through gritted teeth as he looked at his four disciples.
"Master." Tears poured down Liu Xuewei's face in torrents. If people were to find out about her...
How could she possibly face the world and continue living?
"Be a good girl, Xuewei. You don't want to stay afflicted like this," Feng Zeyan said, looking at her with a heart full of anguish.
"I understand, Master." Meeting Feng Zeyan's gaze, Liu Xuewei obediently complied.
Therefore, she had only mentioned it as a possibility. At the same time, she was even more astonished as to how Cheng Jia could have arrived at such a bold conjecture.
With a resounding crash, a massive dark sphere of light emerged amidst the raging flames, materializing into a black-and-red figure wreathed in dark-crimson lightning, radiating an overwhelmingly supreme aura across the entire battlefield.
Meanwhile, on Earth, deep within a silent expanse of mountain woodland, Qiuye Zhiyuan, still dressed in his tattered and disheveled garments, prepared to leave the forest.
"Just like those European countries that sympathize with the Boers, the Great Song is willing to provide all possible assistance to the Boers resisting aggression," Tian Buzhi replied.
In the living room of the Fu family villa, quite a few packed suitcases were placed about. However, compared to the dozen or so massive trunks brought by Ning Xiguang and the others, the luggage in this villa's living room seemed remarkably sparse.
When Feng Chen finished everything he had to do and returned home to Ren'ai Lane, it was already past eleven o'clock at night. To his surprise, his younger sister Feng Wan was still awake, sitting in the living room with an unmistakable expression of excitement written across her face.
As soon as the meeting commenced, Hiraoka Ryuichi, the Consul-General of the Japanese Consulate in Shanghai, slammed a stack of photographs and documents onto the conference table, casting doubt on the identity of the Chinese military policeman who had been beaten to death.
Reborn into a new lifetime, Mi Huang stepped out of the palace walls that had imprisoned her in both her past and present lives, traversing the ancient capital of the State of Chu which had weathered a hundred years of storms and trials, and journeyed far to Xuan City. There, she witnessed countless commoners driven from their homeland by the protracted war between Chu and Yong, wandering afar simply to seek a place of peace and sanctuary.
Entrusting certain things to the right people at the appropriate time—that was the role of Jiraiya as a professional trustee.
When Yui awoke once more, though he did not know how much time had passed, the gnawing emptiness in his stomach told him that he had been unconscious for quite a while.
Shuitianlan's reputation as a miraculous physician had won widespread acclaim, so many people supported her ascending to that position, while the position of the Red Feather Gang's leader still remained vacant.
Thereupon, Liu Fan and Su Ling went outside and mounted their horses. When Wang Li inquired, they deceived him by saying they were taking Su Ling to see Lu Zhi so that Lu Zhi could deal with him. Liu Fan warned Wang Li that the matter was strictly confidential and must not be spread. Wang Li agreed.
Moye gazed at the pastry in silence for a long time, the expression on his handsome face icy and detached. Shuitianlan looked at him, suddenly sensing that this man must also be someone with a past, and that her actions had likely stirred some memory within him.
"Oof!" screamed the sharp-clawed ape in terror, its pair of emerald-green eyes fixed upon the Silver-Threaded Flying Ant hovering directly in front of it.
Liu Hong experienced a sudden flash of enlightenment, then said with wild ecstasy, "Ah, yes, yes, yes! You are the child of Junlang's uncle! My goodness, look at my memory—I actually forgot about my own cousin!" Junlang was the courtesy name of Liu Yuan.
However, Rey and the others were well prepared. Harnessing the energy within their bodies, they levitated mid-air.
"Hiss... Ow, my goodness... That really hurts... Why does it feel like the building I just crashed into is even harder than the one belonging to the Lightning Clan?" Gaia grimaced in pain, clutching his lower back as he pulled himself up.
Although Han Xiaoyu had no idea what Han Tianchu intended to do, she did not dare to ask further, and turned to head upstairs.
This mysterious person was none other than the Golden Turtle Sage. In order to rid the common people of the rat-beast demons and eliminate the scourge, he had assumed the identity of a mysterious avenger to oppose the rat-beast demons at every turn. Having learned this time that the Thunder Rat Fiend King possessed a massive granary hidden within the Nine Spirits Grotto, he had disguised himself and scouted the way all along the journey.