Chapter 196

193. “Family Portrait” (1/1)

“Click-click…”

The middle-aged woman’s head, impaled on the coffin nail, still strained to move, her upper and lower teeth clacking relentlessly as she gnashed at Zhou Chang’s wrist.

Zhou Chang frowned at the woman’s head, confirmed once more that this woman was Xu Xiangfei’s mother, then suddenly a blood-red flame surged from his hand gripping the coffin nail.

The moment the karmic fire touched the woman’s head, it burst into roaring flames.

Flames engulfed the woman’s

Deng Jiajia was someone Han Xin met while competing in online gaming tournaments; for nearly two years, she had walked beside him all the way to now.

Zheng Shi watched Hao Huan crying and laughing, and tears welled up in her own eyes too; since coming here, it felt as if she had shed the burden on her back, for everyone was too busy with their own affairs to care whether she had once been impure.

Zheng Jian had never been cursed like this before; for a moment he was angry, yet found no words to retort, and after a long while he slumped his head in defeat.

The next instant, Ji Longjun punched the Cold Frost City’s iron arm; Cold Frost City clearly heard a strange crack from his arm, then was blasted backward over two zhang before landing.

Yet upon reflection, He Luoshen realized she hadn’t done anything excessively out of line; she figured her beauty could still salvage the situation—after all, since he’d come all this way to chase after her, he probably wouldn’t hold her coldness against her.

The Thousand Words Vision possessed all the functions and advantages of a regular smartphone, yet completely overturned the smartphone’s form and communication methods.

Liu Chunhua naturally refused, protested several times, but no one let her out; only then did she quietly take up Buddhist practice, and was only taken out after Yu Jin married, dying just a few years later.

But on the front line, besides him and Zhen Miao Master, no one saw Wu Yu, or even knew he existed.

Within Guangchuan, on a mountain not far from Yixian City, Yuan Qicheng was using binoculars to observe the gradually thinning Qin army inside Yixian City; originally, with over thirty thousand Qin troops stationed there, the tents had been densely packed, but now, except for a few scattered ones, nearly all had been dismantled and loaded onto carts.

But she hadn’t expected that this emotion, fitting her actual age, would make the once triumphant Zuo Jun turn back and say such things to her; suddenly she felt pampered, so flustered she was nearly as if confessing love, her ears turning bright red.

Qi Hao was torn between laughter and tears: fine, he’d come to watch a show, but now he’d ended up playing a key role in it.

“Meow… meow…” From their first meeting until now, Yi Luona and Qin Ji had never heard Ling make a cat’s proper cry before; the cries were mixed with frequent panting—clearly, there was no saving her now.

The black qi on my body grew thicker; the air around me twisted violently. Kan Shen and the others were blown away by this force; the Flame Sword floated automatically beside me; Zi Xuan’s Dark Poison Sword emerged from the ruins and hovered beside me too; the other five swords scattered across the universe sensed my call and were moving toward me.

In truth, whether we meet or miss each other is fate; if we fail to grasp each other when we meet, and fail to hold on when we part, fate naturally becomes mere chance without connection.

“Brother Chen, you finally showed up! Several reporters are looking for you today!” a security guard said to Chen Lin.

“You’re… Teacher Liu?” Chen Lin stared for several moments before recognizing her—his university counselor, Liu Yuhan.

Liu Dingtian had no preparation at all; the sudden sound deafened his ears, and he urgently channeled spiritual energy to seal them, pounding his aching head repeatedly.

This girl couldn’t possibly have fallen for him all at once; although Qi Hao knew Chu Qiao’s attitude and impression of him were changing, he had no confidence she had reconsidered the broken engagement and wanted to return to his arms.