Side Story (1)

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Though separated by such a great distance, he could not clearly see the expression on his face, yet that expression seemed etched into his mind, vivid and unmistakable.
The single horn was sharp and hard, its tip gleaming with a deadly edge; once it pierced, it would go straight through without fail.
Though Mo Wuyue and Jun Jiu never spoke of marriage in daily life, they were inseparable and more affectionate than most couples. Yet the wedding was a solemn and sacred ceremony—neither Mo Wuyue nor Jun Jiu would ever forgo this step.
At this moment, Yuchi Gong surprised Nong An greatly. She knew his carefree, playboy image was not his true nature, but she had never imagined he would tirelessly assist Lin Jing.
These soldiers did not wish to die, so they silently knelt down, raising their rifles above their heads—a universal sign of surrender on any battlefield, easily understood by enemy commanders. Han Baihang was no exception.
At the very center of the battlefield, also the heart of the enemy’s encirclement, at this critical juncture, Shi Tou beside Han Baihang held his breath, firing the last bullet from his pistol, which struck Guo Songling’s thigh precisely.
Wu Yuchen frowned slightly, hesitated, then drew the Dark Sun Spear, thrusting it toward the nearest stone house. The house was made of stone, two stories high; the spear easily pierced the wall, and with a horizontal pull, not only the roof but the entire second floor was overturned.
“Consort Hui, what are you doing?” Yuan You asked, signaling with his eyes. A palace attendant snatched Yuan Yi from her arms.
After his arrival, Ling Quan was continuously channeled into the stone tower. Since Ling Quan was not a living entity, Chu Ye could easily guide it inside.
This land lay precisely at a “bottleneck” in the territory of the Wei kingdom. Centered around Anyi, the Wei lands were surrounded on the west and south by a great river; to the east lay the Han kingdom, while this piece of land occupied by Qin was like a cork, blocking that region and turning it into an isolated “island.”

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The ball came again to Zhao Yanning’s feet. Facing Ferreira’s pressing defense, Zhao Yanning pulled the ball back and turned around, stepping back two paces. He clearly saw Panucci sprinting swiftly toward the sideline, while on his other side, Malai stood waiting, ready to intercept as soon as he turned.
“What are you doing?!” A furious shout came from the garden’s side gate. Zhou Shiyuan and Chi Bi were so frightened they nearly lost their souls, releasing their grip to look over, finding the King of Qingjiang standing there.
“Master wants to interrogate that fellow about his origins and purpose. The man refused to answer, Master got angry, and then resorted to torture,” Qi Yanwu explained. Of course, talk of Yu Xie wanting to elope with Ji Mo Qinglian was best left unsaid for that man’s sake—who knew if it would infuriate Niu Dasha again?
Fortunately, he had the support of Prince Jing and several capable subordinates who often visited the Su residence to consult the prodigy, frequently receiving useful advice. Thus, after a hard month’s work, results were achieved.
Ni Huang clung tightly to his waist, tears soaking the front of his garment. For ten years, she had been a pillar for others—the young brother, old generals, the southern border troops and civilians—her soft waist never bent, not even for Nie Duo, who could not make her fully relax.
The red brick path of the confusion array was swept clean. Uncle Li, the diligent village head, served faithfully. Fewer and fewer fights, mischief with cats and dogs, and idleness occurred in the village. The fields and brick kilns all bustled with vibrant, steaming activity.
“Don’t worry. They sent word two months ago; everything went smoothly. Probably by early spring, they’ll be back home. Later, you lead the way; I’ll send the gifts over. The toys for the children are a bit trivial; the maid must explain how to play with them first…”
Jiu Zhi and Jiu Xing emerged from Jiu Yin’s place, quickly selecting their favored disciples and hurrying down the mountain. The three from Jiu Hua had already departed, leaving only Jiu Yin remaining on the mountain.
Zhang Tianshun had long held a vision to build a world-class food and beverage conglomerate. But the lottery, evening dresses, and his complicated ties to the Wei royal family pushed that idea aside—until recently, when a certain remark rekindled the thought of this profitable scheme.
When the battle emperor disappeared again, Ling Xiao’s aura stirred anew, then was drawn into his body’s major acupoints, traveling through them to repair the surrounding meridians.

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Ah Zhu was undeterred, thinking perhaps it was an age issue—that only a child’s hands could make this object glow. So he found several village children about the same age as Eagle Brother, but the stone showed no abnormalities.
Suddenly, the dark red soul phantom sprang forth a giant claw. This claw was entirely a spiritual force projection with no physical form, yet it drove the nearby alien beasts into a frenzy. An overwhelming pressure emerged, as if it sought to crush everything around it.
Previously, Duan Yan’s spirit consciousness extended only as far as this village; it was here she faintly overheard that strange conversation.
“Zhiheng, what’s going on?” Mrs. Zhang was displeased with her son’s behavior. She had seen many maids trying to climb into their master’s bed; if her son fancied one, she would not oppose it. But now, he looked bewildered, clearly being manipulated.
That day, many cultivators were corrupted by demonic energy. Many regained consciousness, pale and sickly—but he was the only one clear-headed, showing no sign of regret.
“Auntie, I don’t know anything. I’ve never meddled in the company’s affairs. Xin Ran must have his reasons—I trust his abilities,” Shen Wei said.
Xue Yi and Zuo Qiu Lie were also present; their pig-like faces had softened somewhat. Though still ugly, their original features could be discerned.
Shen Tianlan merely stepped forward inadvertently, with no intention of saving Su Ninger, but he was shocked by Sikong Xia’s words.