Chapter 1806: The Era of the Complete Collapse of the Myriad Dharma Immortal Dynasty

In the palace of seven-colored brilliance, two Dao-Union cultivators walked slowly.

One was a youth of ordinary features, the other a youth with sword-like brows and starry eyes; the two differed in form and appearance, mutually despising each other, yet forced to walk together.

The two held their breath, walking cautiously through this dreamlike palace constructed of seven-colored flowing light.

From time to time, a Dao-Union female cultivator with a cold temperament and a long sword at her waist stood silently in an inconspicuous corner of the palace, like a beautiful

"Why exactly did you do this?" The middle-aged man walked two slow steps and sat on the edge of the simple bed.

When Jin Mantun and the others saw the people of the Hanfeng Sect, the Tudu tribe were not blind either; especially the Thirteenth Prince, who spotted the abnormal situation ahead from far away and immediately informed the Twelfth Prince.

From this couplet, one can see that Mo Yan put his heart into it, yet the match was still forced and did not conform to the metric rules; Mo Yan also provided an explanation in the preface. It seems Mo Yan understands the metric rules of couplets.

I gained freedom, but lost any chance to turn the tide; moreover, after several struggles just now, I had long since lost all strength. I forced back my tears, crawled on the ground, and while crawling toward the Marquis of Xi State, I begged him to put down his sword and spare my mother.

I turned my head and saw that Old Ge and the others were following closely behind the tail of the pheasant spirit; only then did I relax my heart and sit peacefully.

As soon as the bead touched the severed finger, it was like encountering a magnet; the round white bead lifted the severed finger, and carrying it, floated until it stopped at Liu Ruxi's wound.

"Dingtian?" Black Stone Concubine's voice trembled. Her divine sense glanced at him, ruling out the possibility that it was due to nightmares not being cleared, yet it made him feel even worse. With so many people here, if anyone loved the Third Brother-in-Law the most, aside from Dingtian, there was likely no one else.

Chen Lili saw their display of affection from afar; her heart turned sour, and she shot a gaze of jealousy and hatred at her. She hated her to death in her heart.

He did not know how to say it; he was a person who only valued results, so he would not explain to Xiang Mian how much effort he had made. His heart was full of guilt, and he did not know how to explain it to Xiang Mian.

After passing through, a foul stench rushed from that cave, choking me so much my stomach turned and I nearly vomited. Old Ge took the candle from Ge San's hand and held it up to look himself.

In these past few days, every half-hour, the sound of horse hooves would gradually fade away, accompanied by the sound of urging the horse; yet after only the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the sound would return, comparable to a timekeeper.

The smile on Chu Jingying's face widened slightly; he silently gave Fang Zheming a look.

After this matter was handled, they discussed the current policies and trends of Country M again; Cui Zhizhi spoke without reservation, revealing everything he knew.

Borrowing the names of wealthy households, they lent grain to the poor, then used interest and taxes to snatch away the only land they possessed.

"She walks improperly and speaks wrongly in her three-person group; handle her however should be handled." After Xie Tingzhou spoke, he lifted his foot and left.

After finishing all this, Nan Yang sighed with relief, then pretended to be relaxed as he raised his hand to stroke the big orange cat that was licking its fur.

Jiang Liuyi was a bit worried that she might be unhappy because the matter of preparing for pregnancy had placed too great a psychological burden on her.

Shrimp Wuming is second only to the Giant Crab, but if someone still dares to cut off his adopted son, he will have to consider it.

The next morning, Gong Linglong and Gan Jinlin agreed to meet at home; her uncle, Lu Zhongyi, came along as well. After the two sides met and exchanged pleasantries, they first looked at the architectural construction drawings, then drove them to the construction site to inspect.

Li Cuihua did not expect to meet her here; previously, she had inquired at the hospital and learned that she had recovered her memories, had been discharged, and had been taken away by her natal family's relatives, though the doctors and nurses were unclear about the address of her natal family's relatives.

"Your Majesty, forgive us; in these past few days, indeed, no news has returned. This messenger pigeon has been gone for many days and has not yet returned. We suppose it is good news; we suppose our people within the Southern Border region must have received the letter, otherwise this messenger pigeon should have returned long ago," Dong Xue Jin said.