Chapter 166

Toulouse.

In the 4th century AD, the Visigoths were attacked by the Huns, driven across the Danube River, and forced into the territory of the Roman Empire.

Around 410 AD, the southern-moving Visigoths, led by their chieftain Alaric, entered Italy and laid siege to Rome. With the help of internal slaves who opened the city gates, they plundered the city and departed. Thereafter, they established a kingdom within the Western Roman Empire on the Iberian Peninsula, eventually settling their capital in Toulouse.

Although they had seized the Western Roman Empire

It was precisely because of the mall’s items that Lu Mingyan could not die, could not pass out, and had no capacity to resist—forced to endure Gu Qianyu’s humiliation.

Ning Yuan turned away, refusing to look at Tong Hui’s hysterical screams, and had her dragged away, out of here.

The buttons on her chest were undone, her lips forcibly claimed, minty fragrance from his mouth flowing between their lips; her chest was already firmly covered, his gentle motions carrying three parts pity and seven parts longing.

“If you can switch it, it means you hacked into my computer last night,” the man said coldly.

Tie Xiangxue listened, her delicate brows furrowing as she pondered. But after thinking for a while, she still could not confirm it was her Master. After all, any cultivator in the world could become a god in the eyes of these simple folk. What they described gave no hint of her Master’s true characteristics.

“Why not? Why can’t you? Are you thinking that if Cai Junxi can’t be cured, you won’t let me remarry, and then make me support the two of you in old age? Hmph, really...” Her beautifully shaped lips parted, coldly uttering a few words.

When she finally sees Wenrou’s true face after being fooled like this, will she regret it to the point of breaking her heart?

Liu Yun, furious that Han Qi had cursed her so brutally with no regard for face, clenched her teeth—but Han Xining was here, and Han Qi was Haoxiangni’s father—so Liu Yun swallowed her anger and remained silent.

Shen Xingyu suppressed himself, his voice calm and tinged with amusement: “They’re not as beautiful as you.” He silently added: In my heart.

Gu Qianyu’s seat wasn’t prominent, but her and Zhong Yu’s appearance drew glances from passersby; soon, Ji Yan spotted her.

The man who had mocked the old grass seller trembled all over, terrified that the person the Xiao Gate’s master called “Senior” might erase him with a single finger.

“You! Don’t come any closer, or I’ll kill her! I’ll kill her!” Jin Ling saw sudden commotion on the other side, panicked and confused—her tension caused her grip to tighten, adding more cuts to Sisi’s body.

Pei Donglai smiled bitterly inside but said nothing, waiting until Xia Yina and Wu Yuzhe had both driven away before pulling out his phone to call Ji Hong.

As the golden light surged toward them, some Gu Lu soldiers even tried to pilot fighter jets to escape—but the golden light had already gilded them.

Then it vanished. I rubbed my head—still no answers. What bad luck. I descended the Fire Dragon and the Golden Dragon, canceling the Dragon Summoning skill—it was only a few seconds left anyway.

Though surprised, seeing Jian Chen Xingjun and the two weapons attacking, the stout old man immediately launched his counterattack.

“Master, what you said makes perfect sense, but now the Gao family has deep roots in Tongling—if the authorities grow displeased, the Gao family can’t withstand a single strike, and all their hard work will be wasted.” Gao Hong, thinking of the year’s efforts and the risks ahead, couldn’t help but worry.

Even if they wanted to make an example of someone, they should pick a real student—but strictly speaking, Chu Feng isn’t even considered a real student. He truly didn’t understand why this situation had arisen.