Chapter 66: Transaction

Pei Heng gave a faint smile.

"I want to marry Jiang Ning."

"Ask Shen Congyan to yield this marriage to me."

Meeting his determined gaze, Shen Yujing slammed his hand heavily onto the table. "Audacious! Do you know that the marriage between Ah Yan and the Eldest Princess was personally decreed by the Emperor!"

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Coupled with his bizarre stance and footwork, the flying projectiles unleashed in tandem with the Immortal Dream spell technique could be either illusory or real. Previously, creating illusory projections of projectiles was a spell technique he had yet to master, but having cultivated it now, Zhao Shiyu wielded it with even greater proficiency.

Surveying the surrounding scenery, the terrain here was flat and open with very few demonic beasts. The boundless desert on the right-hand side, however, triggered a certain memory in Wang Ling.

Bing slowly raised his gaze; his eyes were exceptionally clear, bright, and gentle, resembling a calm lake with stars reflecting upon its surface.

Yuan Xiandao was not relying on his seniority to lecture others; he spoke from the bottom of his heart. Because his expectations for Lin Jue's lyric poetry were far too high, the resulting disappointment was equally profound. Although this lyric was fresh, delicate, and a fine piece of work in its own right, to claim that one could merit the top imperial scholar rank based on it alone would be far too exaggerated.

Bing slowly opened his eyes, feeling his mind utterly empty, bereft of everything, as if he had lost a great deal.

By now, his party had only traveled fifteen million miles and had already slain ten Martial Emperors of the beast realm. The remaining journey stretched for another sixty-5 million miles, and he could only wonder how many more Martial Emperors they would encounter.

Walking down the corridor for a long while, Shizi caught sight of an arched doorway in the distance, from which a biting, fierce chill blew forth.

At that time, I was wondering what kind of identity Shuo truly possessed. It was a pity that Shuo would not tell me, saying only that he would give me a surprise when the time came.

Apart from Li Shanhe and Wu Junhao, of whom one was hugging a mighty bear and foolishly grinning as if cuddling his own child, the other was staring straight and unblinkingly as Li Shanhe turned the object over in his hands.

Chunxiu: That is why your good friend Brother Sheng always actively puts this principle into practice. He devotes himself entirely when working, and never slacks off when doing household chores.

The very next moment, the whirlwind storm twisted and shattered as the howling thunder sword Qi pierced straight through the storm and slashed against the opposite cliff face.

It was not a matter of Director Luo being lawless or Golden Harvest being unable to suppress the situation, but rather in the case of... even the slightest chance that Ah Long might be unable to continue filming, that was an outcome no one was willing to accept.

Xiao Bai had no inkling of what they found so nerve-wracking and anticipated; how could he not be clear about his own cultivation level?

After experiencing another violent distortion of smoke and vapor, the Transforming Butterfly finally merged forcefully with this chaotic Qi mass. At this moment, Li Mu was like a fish in water, swimming back and forth within the chaotic Qi mass without the slightest pressure.

Just as everyone was beginning to doubt whether any living souls remained in this town, an old woman with a hunched back and a carrying lantern walked slowly past at the far end of the street.

"Eunuch Zhang, escort the Princess out. I am tired." Lu Yunzhao wearily closed his eyes and waved his hand, signaling Lu Luoxi to leave.

Su Wan slipped off her sandals, baring her delicate bare feet, completely oblivious to the fact that she was stepping directly onto the ice-cold marble floor.

As is well known, Youzhou is situated in the north and has since ancient times been renowned for producing cavalry. As the Governor of Youzhou, Gongsun Zan naturally formed his own specialized cavalry force, clad entirely in white and mounted on white horses, known as the White Horse Yeltsin.

When Yufuro received Guo Tai's letter and learned of his dispute with Liu Bian, he too deemed it an opportune moment to expand the territory of the Xiongnu, and thus dispatched his fierce general Xiluo leading an army of ten thousand to attack Hromong Commandery.

"This..." To be frank, upon hearing that Shi Yao was to be dispatched to drive a wedge between Dong Zhuo and Lu Bu, Wang Yun felt a tiny trace of reluctance.

Townsend's gaze had already drifted into the distance, where a slave sat leaning against a doorway frame.

Therefore, Townsend could only pat the officer's shoulder in silence and turn away. His departing footsteps were heavy, for he knew that the young man in that person's arms had just breathed his last. Sure enough, an even more sorrowful howl erupted from behind him.