Volume 1, Chapter 149: The English Textbook

There Is Always Spring in the Passing Years A white horse rides forth from Liangzhou. 2211 words 2026-03-25 01:15:07

When Fifth Divine Ability saw that Gu Zhen had placed a seal upon the purple box, he raised no objection.

Allowing Jilong Port to be established and exposed to everyone's eyes in the first place was precisely because Jilong Port was responsible for foreign trade, which was more conducive to communication and interaction.

This time, not only the martial artists within the Divine Realm Sacred World, but even those holy sons of the Imperial Realm had gone mad.

Watching as that punch was about to land right between Jun Lin's brows, brothers like Bamboo Pole and Monkey felt their palms slick with sweat. Yet, Jun Lin's figure suddenly flickered, shifting directly from the side to behind the Leopard.

At the mere mention of the name Huo Wu, the previously seething underground boxing arena fell instantly silent, but the very next moment, it erupted once more. Those bare-chested brawny men went utterly wild, roaring continuously.

Kshitigarbha smiled. He had seen through it long ago. Although he could no longer make sense of Gu Zhen's current state and could no longer sense the aura of a mortal emperor—had he died? Very well, even in death, you would gladly become a legendary ghostly hero.

"Mu Feiyu of the Green Wood Hall! Here to issue a challenge!" However, just as everyone was looking at each other in dismay, a slightly sinister and sharp voice rang out, and the crowd turned to look.

Although General Zuo Liangyu and his forces had finally managed to rout Zhang Xianzhong's main stronghold, they failed to capture a single rebel general, and their achievements were not enough to convince the imperial court's high officials. Consequently, they were impeached by the censors and forced to return to the capital to report on their duties and offer explanations.

The expression on the face of Fan Yong's subordinate leader flickered uncertainly, while Red Sleeves Add Fragrance let out a crisp "clang" and drew her treasured sword, a sheet of gleaming steel casting a cold light across the entire hall.

For a nameless nobody of unknown origin, Gao Jingzong was neither going to put on airs to intentionally act superior, nor would he offer a warm reception, treating him with utmost humility and running out barefoot to welcome him.

"Wow, Yingying, do you really have to torture a single person like this?" Feng Yingying could no longer bear to watch and stomped angrily back to her seat.

However, considering the current state of the escort agency, Fu Ge still decided to take it over. Valuable cargo commanded equally lucrative commissions. With this money, the Fuyuan Escort Agency wouldn't even need to take on any missions for the next two months. The Nangong Clan, the wealthiest family in the pugilistic world, was truly no empty reputation.

Du Feng trimmed down the walls of the bucket to make them smoother, and then neatly pared away the edges at both ends.

He took in every nuance of her expression, lowering his gaze as his heart suddenly gave a heavy, apprehensive jolt. Did she seem somewhat afraid of him?

And what made him feel even more helpless was that Jin Si had come up with such a fresh and refined excuse just to make trouble for him.

Extremely, extremely complicated. However, with the assistance of the computer, the two of them gained a rough understanding of the Scepter of Mind's structure.

His system automatically started broadcasting at seven o'clock morning and evening, and since it was already six-fifty-five, it was almost time to shut down.

"I promised Senior Ah Zhu that I wouldn't kill you today, so you'd better get out of here right now. Remember, I'll be coming to find you for revenge." Jiao Jiao's voice came from the side, coldly instructing her.

Upon arriving at the hotel, Jiayu was already lying flat on the desk, utterly exhausted, drinking water while tinkering with the computer.

To this day, the Chinese scientific research team led by Gao Yuan had actually achieved eternal life. How could all the viewers across the world not be boiling with excitement?

This time, a mission was finally handed down. They had originally thought it would be some sort of assassination assignment, but to their surprise, it turned out to be nothing more than frightening some of the court ministers, complete with a long list provided to them.

The Great Immortal's true form was a white willow tree, possessing vascular veins and, naturally, intricate patterns. These countless patterns were even more numerous than the veins themselves, pervasive everywhere.

The entire world was filled with a sense of unreality and fragility. Various colors and blocks were mixed together like a glitchy game on the verge of collapsing at any moment, while the strings of numbers and labels popping up continuously seemed to hint that the code could crash at any second.

The Yang Companion naturally referred to Yang Hai. Speaking of this Yang Hai, Siyu felt that he had already begun to harbor guard against her, and moreover, this Yang Companion was indeed extremely clever.

Hearing the discussions among these people, the Lady Lin acted as if she had been injected with chicken blood, becoming even more agitated as she started making a scene and rolling on the ground.

She was genuinely frightened by Lu Jianzhi, frantically trying to withdraw her hand. In the end, she didn't even know how she managed to break free, only to see the dagger fall to the ground, stained with blood.

Shen Canglang finally understood that the dead knot lay right here; his father still hoped for him to find someone of a matching family background.

The next moment, a heaven-shaking roar like muffled thunder echoed out, and immediately after, the entire Qixia Mountain began to shake.

At that very moment, a pair of hands suddenly appeared. She looked up and saw Situ Huaijue looking down at her with a faint smile.

Ah Li's heart sank. Wasn't that calm and leisurely figure approaching under the moonlight Zhu Yan? The National Preceptor's arrival was far too coincidental. What on earth was his repeated purpose in seeking out the Imperial Princess? If he truly were the master of the Soul Mirror, taking souls or claiming her life with his sorcery would be a matter of a single instant.

Therefore, facing Li Qiang's defense, Rose executed one flashy move after another, finally throwing Li Qiang off balance with a jab step.

From the perspective of the Vampire Autonomous Region, the pale and ghostly moon emerged like a curious child from the edge of the Twelve Reincarnation Lotuses of Sadu, gently sprinkling a layer of silver sand over all living things with its pristine light.

Had it been earlier, he might have felt it wasn't enough, because the Tang family had not fallen and would surely pull strings for Tang Jinrong to keep him from suffering in prison, while the inmates in prison would not dare to make things difficult for Tang Jinrong out of fear of the Tang family's influence.

Huo Xueqiong walked in and detailed He Biao's hospitalization to her, and also shared his own decision with her.

The white flames persisted for a while longer. When the flames finally extinguished, several ghost dragons were seen reduced to heaps of smoldering charcoal emitting black smoke.

After inspecting Li Hongtao's condition, Lin Xiaolei finally set her mind at ease. Li Hongtao had only been temporarily knocked unconscious and his life was not in danger.

"Haha, then I guess your grandson is in for a hard time today! I'll show him what basketball is really about!" Li Qiang said with a beaming smile.

Pulsa grew more and more uneasy. At that exact moment, a massive column of water violently surged up from the surface of the lake, accompanied by countless gushing streams of red blood.

He had already made up his mind; even if He Deming did not make a move, he would still prevent Chen's father and mother from growing desperate and doing something detrimental to his own wife.

Upon receiving intelligence regarding the lax combat readiness of the US military at Pearl Harbor, Isoroku Yamamoto immediately wrote a letter to Japanese Navy Minister Koshiro Oikawa, formally proposing the concept of a surprise attack on Pearl Harbor.

Stunned by the sudden blow, the rest of the onlookers never expected Chen Meng to be so ruthless. For a moment, many of them began to whisper among themselves.