Chapter 1983: Let This Lord See Your Little Tricks, Friend

Boom!

The nine golden crows shattered one after another of the Seven Emotions Sword Domains, smashing through layer upon layer of obstacles—space, causality, nothing could halt this solar strike of the golden crow descending from the End-Dharma Era.

All manner of destructive killing intent filled Wei Zi Cheng's heart, making him colder and colder, gazing coldly at what lay before him.

All his magic power and spiritual awareness surged into the Seven Emotions Sword Domain; he thought of nothing else.

Fast!

The Great Sun Sword Disciple's sword is too fast!

"The medicine was brewed by Miss Li Mo; she and Mr. Chun stayed by her side until just now, when it was finished and they confirmed the Princess Consort was safe, then left for the quiet chamber. I heard Mr. Su has just emerged from seclusion," Xun Yun said softly as he helped me sit up.

Su Yan asked Qiao Junyao's birthday precisely so he could give her a birthday gift to please her—and the only thing that would truly delight her was that sable fur from that day.

"This—this—is this perhaps—" Lu Xiuqiang was so excited he could barely speak; Yun Aotian and Zhou Guran's eyes also glinted with greed.

As Lu Xun had predicted, Cao Cao, seeing the false appearance of the Jiaozhou army's laxity, launched his attack, fell for the ruse, suffered setbacks, and was forced to retreat. Meanwhile, Zhuge Liang, who was attacking Liangzhou, received word of Lu Xun's counter-ruse and gathered his officers to deliberate.

Simon finally understood—the voice was serious, and after it faded, silence settled once more around him.

The messenger said: "Just now, as I stepped outside, a letter from Zhuge Liang arrived, instructing me to deliver it to His Lordship!" "A letter?" I immediately took the letter from the messenger's hand and unfolded it.

Though I had never seen her in person, I once heard Lian praise her; though his gaze held only pure admiration for beauty, not romantic feeling, the fact that he spoke thus meant she was no ordinary woman.

Zhao Yan's eyes widened as he fixed his gaze on the earth serpent, and instantly felt deep respect for the dead goblin mechanist.

The head of the market habitually hunched his back, one hand pressing against his wound, nodding respectfully to the wild scholar who had approached him.

Yet even as he gasped, Yun Yang caught sight of a figure flying out the window, carried by the blast's shockwave.

When the hundred-spirit leopard walked down the street, the elderly man He Man was the first to see his lonely figure. After all, war raged outside; it was only natural that some poor families had run out of food and drink.

But those prescriptions were different—they were all mixed by Shao Li; the silver earned from them later would be Shao Li's own, and when he spent it, he would feel no guilt.

Li He glanced in the rearview mirror: multiple trails of dust rose behind them—cars were chasing, and faintly he could see figures raising guns out of their windows.

This alone shows how far merchants will go to make money.

"Think carefully about what has happened to you—you should be able to guess!" said the seemingly composed elder, closing his eyes slightly.

Level chaos was understandable—levels scrambling randomly, leading to tragic outcomes. But level collapse? That was harder to grasp. Had all the levels painstakingly accumulated been instantly rendered useless?

After graduation, due to a misunderstanding, Windsor left for China; Ivanka remained in America, hoping distance would preserve their love.

Actually, we had planned to go sightseeing, but remembering what happened last time in Tieling, we instantly lost all motivation—if something strange happened again while we were traveling, it wouldn't be fun at all.

"You've probably never seen how unreasonable reincarnation can be," Li He muttered, his throbbing head shaking as he extended his spiritual perception; whether it was brainwaves or some other formless substance, it effortlessly pierced the particle barrier, locking onto the figure shrieking and fleeing, then casually fired a bolt of lightning.