Chapter 659

"I'm a barbarian; I've never been to Nan Zhan Zhonghua, so I don't know if the people of Zhonghua know the truth." Xiao Yu spoke these words, but internally suspected the Xia Dynasty had "adjusted" its historical records.

"Given what you've said, does that mean there were more than five great emperors in ancient times?" she asked, puzzled.

"Are you trying to say 'Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors'?" Fangfeng Ji said: "I don't know the era when Tianhuang attained the Dao—it's already far removed from our time."

Like the era of Dayu to your modern age.

The Jinling Chamber of Commerce holds assets exceeding three hundred billion, and control has fallen into the hands of the Qinglong Group, which will eventually replace it.

Tang Daxi wasn't sure whether the Jones family had approached Dean Del to conduct business or for some other purpose; if it was targeted at him, he definitely needed to pay attention.

Chongzhen lay in bed, bored, thinking: he was tired, yes, but going to sleep right after seven—wasn't that too early?

At the most critical moment, he blocked Li Yougui's path; otherwise, Chen Muqing might already have met with disaster.

And what about this system? "Not inherently evil"? When Li Yiru was slamming herself into the mud, she showed no mercy.

Lu Xinlian and her mother Zhou Xuening stepped off the bus and walked straight to the factory gate's reception office.

Perhaps I didn't need to care about other voices, and the guests in the hall were all focused on their own affairs, paying no attention to those around them.

Lu Hai helped gather firewood and boiled water; Lu Lan immediately plucked the chicken feathers clean, gutted it, and opened its belly. Zhao Wanqing, seeing she couldn't help, picked up the dirty water bucket to take it outside.

In the northwestern border of Daya, Wu Yuehan heard the news and smashed the table before her with a single palm strike.

Though her body was frail, she rarely fell ill—yet this time, sickness struck like a mountain collapsing, fierce and relentless, with fever persisting for days.

She shook her wrist but found Chen Xing's wrist as hard as stone; before she could wonder further—

He dared to think of the imperial family because he had seen many folk talismans, yet never one so authentically refined.

The Grave of Heaven loomed in the distance; Nie Yuan paused his cultivation, having no intention to break through before entering the Grave of Heaven.

Zhang Yang crossed his arms and nodded, indicating he understood the basic situation. To be honest, he hadn't expected the chosen destination to be such a crowded, chaotic place—he'd preferred a remote wilderness where he could truly show his prowess.

I suppressed the upward curve of my lips: when a person is anxious or angry, they easily lose judgment, fail to think ahead, and charge forward blindly.

But she failed to recall Shen Zhi'an; Shen Zhi'an let her cry out, and this time he did not turn back, nor return.

Song Heng's blood turned cold; he nodded, then roughly tore her away from his body.

Mu Ning didn't want to cause trouble; her earlier persistence stemmed from questions that had weighed on her for days, and she seized this moment to demand clear answers from him.

Already affected by the Qi family, the company's stock value had not risen; now, with this incident, shares plunged to an all-time low. Many Guanwang partners, seeing the situation turn sour, saw no suspicion and immediately withdrew their investments to cut losses.

The child was dressed in tatters; Yu Xi felt her body was hot, yet she wasn't dirty. He picked her up and tucked her into his wool coat.

The twins were startled—Mother had slammed her fist on the table for the first time. They exchanged glances: since death was inevitable anyway, better to die early and be reborn sooner—and they lifted their heads together.

The cost of hibernation was extremely high—at least fifty thousand star credits per year—but Lu Tianyu didn't care; as long as there was hope, he would never abandon any possible opportunity.

Xu Nuor stepped out from An Xinran's dance and inquired about Li Xiuyun's residence; they lived very close, separated only by a corridor. To prevent them from forming alliances, it was clearly arranged this way on purpose.