Volume 1 Chapter 26: The Match
Duan Rui did not expect him to pull such a stunt, but since her collaboration with Lu Jingye had gone so smoothly, it was difficult to refuse him now. Besides, teaching one person was no different from teaching ten. She smiled composedly and said, "You are most welcome."
Hearing this, my heart sank. I felt a vague intuition that the lamps lit by the people once hidden in the Earth Immortal Village were all ghost candles—a relic of an ancient custom where those who chose to be buried alive would hold a candle until they died. If they had all gone into the tomb to be buried with the dead, how exactly did they perish once inside?
With a shove, Ma Qing pushed the bailiff into Li Hu’s grasp. Li Hu gave a wicked grin and, showing no restraint, grabbed the man by the neck and hoisted him into the air. Neither of them noticed a head quietly emerging at the window; every word of their conversation drifted straight into Ah Zheng’s ears.
The reason for their clash was Princess Danyang, but would Xue Wanche be shameless enough to voice it? Moreover, Li Shimin was sharp enough to figure it out on his own, and for the sake of the royal family’s reputation, he certainly wouldn't want to blow this matter out of proportion.
The kitchen here had an oven, and Zhang Yaming had baked plenty of biscuits and sandwiches. The food prepared was mostly light, which Jaylin quite liked, and Jeremy seemed particularly excited today, showing a healthy appetite to match.
Only when Xiao Yinjian’s soul left his body would he experience the sensation of two versions of himself existing within his mind. Given Xiao Yinjian’s level of power, this feeling had never occurred before; its sudden appearance left him somewhat disoriented. However, after experiencing it twice, his perception began to clear.
"Inner sect disciples are forbidden from killing outer sect disciples. Are you not afraid of the senior brothers in the Discipline Hall?" Feng Yi took a few steps forward and puffed out his chest, refusing to kneel and beg for mercy just because his opponent was an inner sect disciple.
"There’s nothing to be done about it." Gan Lei shook his head. "Even if the Heavenly King himself came, he would still need my master’s permission." With that, he shook off Li Zheng’s hand and walked through the door.
When the Old Man Tiansha grew anxious, his voice echoed in Xiao Yinjian’s mind so loudly that it was impossible to ignore. No matter how distracted Xiao Yinjian might have been, he was forced to focus and listen carefully to what the old man was saying.
Back then, I had no concept of mobile phone ringtones, so I instinctively looked toward the high-end broadcasting equipment, assuming the sound had come from it.
"Let’s go! To the wrap party! No going home until we’re drunk!" Zhao Ning waved his hand with great flair and took the lead, followed by the cheers of the film crew.
Outside, the sky had darkened, and lanterns illuminated the entire imperial palace. While it could not compare to the bright lights of later ages, these facilities were considered top-tier for the ancient era.
The hunting party that met with the accident consisted of ten Murloc warriors in total. After three were slaughtered by the ogres, the remaining seven fled overnight to the center of the swamp to report the news.
Because of Lan Wangxin’s appearance at the inn, Tian Shou was punished by Tian Xi upon returning to Duanli Mountain, sentenced to weeding and watering the medicinal fields. During this period, An Yi was confined to the premises.
The representatives from China Chemical and Syngenta wore grim expressions. Why would such a formidable competitor refuse to join China Chemical and instead become a rival? It was over; the soybean industry was surely finished.
"Could this be a treasure?" Gu Santong suddenly recalled plot points where protagonists stumbled upon supreme artifacts, so he cast an appraisal spell on the spot.
"Big sister, my brother and I don’t resemble each other in anything other than our looks. I’m actually quite lively and cheerful—unlike him, who turns into a wooden post the moment he sees a stranger!" Hearing Sister Juan’s words, Xiao Jian could not help but retort.