Chapter 175: Marry Me

Her heart, which had just begun to relax, tightened once again.

"Since you loathe it so much, then throw it all away."

After returning to her room, Lin Lu felt an unbearable ache throughout her entire body.

From then on, she began practicing dance day and night, utilizing every spare moment she had.

Dancing allowed her to temporarily set aside her troubles and immerse herself completely, free from distraction.

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Five young people, unwilling to bow to fate, made up their minds at that moment to carve out a great achievement in this virtual world that clearly was far from simple.

Ran Qing sought out Dean Zu, demanding that he perform divination once more. Yet this time, nothing could be foreseen. Her heart turned cold, but instead of returning to the Ransheng Sect, she chose to stay at the Qianling Academy, keeping company with Blood Oriole, Yiner, Ning Shi, Teacher Ying, Huakong, Yafei, and the others.

Almost simultaneously as they caught sight of the youth in the crimson robe, an oppressive aura exuding boundless ferocity spread outward, directly crushing down upon the white-robed youth and the stalwart man in black armor.

The Hongguang court, which had pursued a policy of "pacifying bandits while defeating external foes," collapsed under the onslaught of the invading Qing cavalry's iron hooves. Coupled with the surrender of Prince Lu of Central Zhejiang to the Qing, the blow dealt to the Prince of Tang was enormous, forcing him to reflect upon the lessons of the fall of Hongguang and the surrender of Prince Lu, and to thoroughly alter the state's policies.

Xueji let out a soft cry and slowly sat down, her voice warm, tender, and tingling, carrying an intensely captivating allure.

Upon hearing the squad leader speak from behind, everyone present, without exception, instinctively kept their distance from him, treating him as though he were an extremely dangerous entity.

With the Song forces launching a sudden assault and Hanchang and Wang Bolong falling into enemy hands, Zongbi felt a pang of grief, yet he also knew that Zongfu would undoubtedly feel a sense of guilt. At the same time, this would drive him to fight with all his might, unlike the past year or two when he had grown accustomed to a life of ease and luxury, unwilling to personally venture onto the battlefields as he had done in days past.

"If you can tell me how Zhang Zhongjian obtained those shipbuilding blueprints, I would be more than happy to spare you and this ship." Yun Hao looked at Kazuko. As a member of the royal family, she ought to know something. Although he could not be certain whether she knew who had given the blueprints to Zhang Zhongjian, it never hurt to beat the grass to startle the snake.

Fortunately, the outer mountain ranges held no particularly powerful demonic beasts; that Golden-Blooded Demon Tiger was merely an exception.

I know not how much time passed, but feeling that my fused energy had recovered by some forty to fifty percent, I opened my eyes and cast an illumination magic spell. Sensing my energy fluctuations, Uncle Chai also woke up. Without a word, he pressed his ear against the giant boulder.

Well, in truth, there was no drastic upheaval to speak of at all. Mu Chen remained entirely calm—not because he possessed foreknowledge of the original text, but simply because this was the most natural course of events. Once a person is driven to the brink where even their divine soul is left with no refuge, why bother weighing other concerns? One might as well detonate oneself so that nobody gets off easy.

The lightning energy sword, over ten zhang in length, tore through the layers of empty space, emitting an aura that would cause even ghosts and gods to retreat, and swept toward the water demon in midair with matchless force.

The black cat was sent flying by his sweeping kick, but upon hitting the ground, it merely kicked up a puff of dust before immediately springing back into action, suffering not the slightest bit of injury.

This was not a temporal reversal where lost flesh returned to its original place, but rather a reverse flow that willed his missing flesh into existence out of nothingness. It was a technique he had mastered long ago, so executing it felt quite effortless.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Chengce did not reply, only gazing deeply at Zheng Kelan’s exceptionally beautiful face. After a long moment, he actually reached out and brushed aside a lock of hair from beside her ear, revealing an extraordinarily dazzling, oversized diamond stud earring.

Humiliation, anger, and remorse instantly washed over me. It was only then that I realized I had actually divorced my husband for a playboy who sold his body and charms. At that moment, I finally woke up to my mistake, so I violently shook off Zhuo Lei’s filthy hand and ran back to my former home, desperate to remarry my ex-husband.