Volume 1, Chapter 66: Establishing the Brocade Guard

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"Yes, in the long run, the Great Qian might be in grave danger. What the Great Qian should truly do right now is indeed not to clash head-on, but rather to feign compliance while secretly hoarding strength. Furthermore, as Your Majesty said, we should dispatch death-defying agents to drive a wedge between the two countries. I fully agree with Your Majesty's approach. Under these circumstances, neither Qi nor Chu would dispatch troops against Great Qian simply because we are uncompliant. Therefore, what Your Majesty ought to do is to appear rather tough..."
Yiyi paused for a moment, thought for a little bit with her small head, and asked curiously, "Father, do you have no other opinions? If you do, I will relay them to Grandpa!"
Li Xian raised his eyebrows...
"Oh, playing innocent, are we?" a sarcastic voice sounded. Looking closely, who could it be if not that scoundrel? And right beside him, who else could it be but little Lan Ling'er?
Wang Peng originally didn't want to tell Mo Fusang, but under her relentless questioning, he relayed Feng Xiangming's words. Upon hearing this, Mo Fusang grew anxious.
Niu Gensheng desperately wanted to shout to the sky: Heaven has endowed me with talents, and they are bound to be useful! I wish to vie with the heavens in height—how high is the sky, and how high are my aspirations? How deep is the sea, and how deep is my love?
Although Nie Bu tried his best to soften his tone, his words, when falling upon the ears of others, carried a hint of mockery.
Han Shui'er's words caused a slight change in Su Can's expression, as if he had regained hope anew.
Yu Xinyuan sat up from the bed in a daze, only to find that his outer garment had been removed and neatly placed by the bedside, with a quilt draped over him.
Before Nan Liumo could react, another voice reached her ears, feeling like thunder crashing down upon her.
Without much ado, the remaining zombies were all finished off, collapsing onto the ground to become genuine corpses.
"Such as?" Ye Li tilted her head slightly, her cheek brushing against Qin Lang's face as her body was locked tightly in his embrace, preventing her from moving away. "Tell me about it," she softened her voice, feeling that this moment was truly peaceful.
Aside from the weapons carried on their persons, there was nothing else to prepare, so they set off immediately without a hint of hesitation or delay.
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Sitting on the steps of the playground, Li Hua remained silent for a long time. In the distance, only a few windows of the teaching building emitted a faint light. The students must have all gone home, and those remaining at school were probably preparing for the postgraduate or doctoral entrance exams. How she envied them; she could not help letting out a sigh.
She plunged into a profound darkness, the hatred in her heart spreading like the smell of blood, filling her with deep regret.
She glanced down at the wristwatch on her wrist and clicked her tongue. This Cheng Niannian was quite punctual, arriving precisely at the appointed time without a single minute of deviation. It seemed she had not chosen the wrong person.
"I," Li Hua was left speechless. Such occurrences were commonplace in the workplace, and she had never expected to find friends among her colleagues, but she would not allow anyone to slander her. Li Hua walked toward Shang Yunhong's office, wanting nothing more than a proof.
As expected, Jiang Tian and Cui Li, who had always doted on their son, had already arrived. At this moment, they were holding Jiang Xiao's hands with faces full of anxiety.
Fu Hanyu emerged from the kitchen. After hearing Sang Wan'an's description, he too felt that the dish indeed looked somewhat like a bowl of excrement, and thus dared not eat it.
If this drama flopped, she wouldn't make a penny and would instead have to sign a ten-year indenture with Huanyu Media under the Ye family.
Li Hua had not expected Nankē to state it so bluntly. Her face turned burning red. This was right at the entrance of the 4S dealership, where colleagues were constantly walking in and out, and already some people were glancing in their direction.
Furthermore, understanding his family background was crucial, as it could reveal whether the person possessed human empathy and whether there were leverage points to keep him in check.
Having stayed in the world of Sadako vs. Kayako for nearly a year, Old Wang was perhaps getting a bit full of himself, or perhaps he had simply forgotten that he still had an older sister.
"Roar!" A green-ox grand demon raised its hand and smashed fiercely onto the city wall, generating a terrifying shockwave.
Everyone agreed to split up and search separately. If anyone made a discovery, they would send a signal using spiritual energy, and everyone would gather at the designated meeting point.
Granny Feng and Sister Hong cleared away the food. By then, the medicine had finished simmering, so they brought it over for her to drink.
The golden-laced boots stepped firmly onto the ground, and the solid sensation filled Jin Li's fair face with pleasant surprise and pride.
The whistle fell to the ground, and a portal instantly appeared before me. I stepped through it, a white flash passed, and the scenery before my eyes transformed completely while the portal vanished without a trace.
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At night, back in my room, I sat quietly on the couch and pondered, turning things over in my mind without finding any clues. I suddenly felt a longing to go home. At that very moment, a knock sounded at the door. I looked up and saw Lin Ziqing walking in with that particularly comforting, radiant smile on her face.
Hearing Wang Dadi's reminder, he indeed noticed that his son's condition was far better than that of ordinary people. He had always believed his son was naturally gifted, but now he felt that matters were not so simple, and his expression grew solemn.
Daoist Master Jiajiu came by once in the afternoon, intending to drink with Hetu, but there were simply too many cultivators delivering items, and finding it annoying, he left again.
Yet what happened? In the third installment, the Tree Demon Grandmother revived from the ashes, claiming she had merely been heavily injured by Yan Chixia previously.
"From now on, when it hurts, you must say it hurts. When you cannot let go, you must say you cannot. Never endure the discomfort in silence, understand?" she said very earnestly. She knew that he was a soldier, and his endurance was naturally far superior to that of an ordinary person.
Therefore, dragging his injured body, he lunged toward Yang Chen once more. Seeing this cultivator charge at him again, Yang Chen only emitted a slight chuckle, turned to face the steps before him, and slowly raised his right foot.
Hekui felt an extraordinary surge of excitement. If he could obtain this pair of eyes, it would undoubtedly be like adding wings to a tiger for him, or even granting him a complete rebirth.
In fact, it was excusable that Han Siyou did not recognize her; who could possibly connect the fiery enchantress of that night with the pure girl next door standing before him?
"No throwing tantrums, come with me right now!" Li Zixiao's tone was somewhat stern, subduing even Ling Yue slightly.
Subconsciously, she wanted to get a closer look at that fragrance, so she leaned forward slightly. However, Princess Diewu reacted like a frightened bird, violently jerking backward with her delicate eyebrows raised in anger, pointing at Ye Zhen and rebuking, "What do you think you're doing?" She believed that Ye Zhen's sudden approach must harbor some ulterior motive.
In that instant, the vibrant glowing gloves dimmed abruptly, and fresh blood streamed down her arm.
After all, it was the perspective of a frog at the bottom of a well. Having lived for years in a room of less than thirty square meters, Lirou could only acquire external information through the hearsay of her guards.
That middle-aged man fought evenly with Chief Steward An, wielding his broadsword with both offensive and defensive prowess, while Chief Steward An was indeed finding the battle somewhat strenuous.
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