Volume One, Chapter 130: Returning to the Ma Family Village

True Heiress from the Seventies: Why Are You Panicking When I Head to the Countryside? Bright and luminous moon 1226 words 2026-04-01 07:00:49

"Wouldn't it be more interesting to turn this fake act into reality, Xiaxia?"

Her slender waist was kneaded gently.

Su Ningxia narrowed her eyes in comfort, looking just like a satisfied, well-fed cat.

To tell the truth.

"Liking someone is one thing, but marriage is worlds apart. You haven't even asked about my specific situation to see if I'm even capable of marrying you," Qian Jin said, finally feeling a sense of frantic frustration.

At that moment, several palace guards appeared at the entrance... but upon seeing the scene before them, they were left stunned and at a loss for what to do.

Countless camera flashes flickered, pushing Lu Zhan, the low-profile holder of the empire's supreme power, into the public eye.

"Why did they come here without receiving my orders?" Mubarak asked Zheng He, his face full of suspicion.

When he broke through the giant serpent's laser energy shield, he had also been hit by the shockwave from the shield's explosion.

The brilliant golden light of the 'Po Jian' blade made contact with the cultivator's bare palm. Instantly, a vast radiance erupted from the loose immortal's hand, suppressing the golden light in a heartbeat. Under the pressure of that spiritual light, the 'Po Jian' trembled violently, and a faint, mournful wail seemed to emanate from it.

As everyone on the playground felt a sense of relief, they recalled the conversation the two had just shared. Without exception, they were all moved, and for some, it resonated deeply with their own experiences.

"Young Master Zun, you lost your temper so badly today; it's really not the right time for a heavy meal. You'd better wait for Nan Er's cooling soup instead!" Her smile was affectionate, yet her words carried a sharp sting.

"I have failed in the Emperor's great kindness, and I have no face left to live in this world! Today, let me give my life for the Emperor!" Zheng He suddenly shouted.

A smile grew on the corners of Shen Li's mouth, carrying a hint of bloodlust. Suddenly, he pressed Liu Feixu's hand onto the table, grabbed the dagger from her grasp, and drove it fiercely into the center of her palm.

Once the layout of the winery was understood, an assassination attempt could be made on Wang Ping'an that night, ensuring no one would ever suspect him.

By now, the sun was high, its rays piercing through the clouds and mist to stream into the great hall, instantly brightening the room.

Her husband’s face was weary and haggard. Strands of silver hair had quietly crept into his temples when she wasn't looking. As his nostrils flared and his lips twitched occasionally, he seemed to want to say something but lacked the strength to express it, before drifting off into a deep, heavy slumber.

They skillfully flipped through the booklets filled with the signatures of the common people, turning page after page, reading them one by one, and then calculating them one by one.

Seeing the Evil Dragon transform into a wisp of green smoke and slip back into the gourd, Xu Chen chuckled to himself and returned to his cultivation.

After listening to Cang Jianli's account, Jinyun Tong was stunned, and Jinyun Du was equally shocked. Even if Jinyun Du were to act himself, he wouldn't be confident in killing all eighty Divine Dragon Guards and their two commanders.

Ever since the Imperial Guards began their special training, they had been stationed within the Military Academy and never once stepped outside. Consequently, everyone had remained curious about what the Imperial Guards were truly like.

Moreover, Long Hao's strength exceeded her imagination. She knew that if they didn't lure this handsome boy away, they would never get a chance to strike at that annoying old man.

A cold sneer appeared on Zhang Youde's lips. Having long sensed this potential threat, his long hair began to flutter without wind. As a divine light ignited in his eyes, he quickly leaped into the air, sword in hand, charging straight toward the blade that threatened his life.

The influence of the Nine Luminaries had not only taken root within the God and Demon races but had also infiltrated the Demon-Beast race, a fact that could not help but alert Qian Yehua.

"If you keep up this attitude, I will go tell your parents right now about what happened in the car that night. Of course, I could also tell your boyfriend about it. As far as I know, you haven't told him yet, have you?" Luo Shengrui said with a smile.