Chapter 62: Even the System Is Moved to Tears (Come Watch Real Interstellar Era Life with the Interstellar Folk)

[The ancestors of the Yi family are truly wonderful. After such a massive incident, it blew over in the blink of an eye.]
[Indeed, what a remarkable family. Let us hope they remain harmonious and joyous for all their days to come.]
[Now this is what one calls a genuine, harmonious household. How utterly enviable.]
[And as for those senior ancestors, didn't you all think their legs and feet were just a little too agile?]
[Indeed, indeed, I thought so too. Those senior an—]

The four players from the Ding Guild naturally could not determine which was the clone and which was the true body, and thus had no choice but to launch their attacks on both Liu Tian simultaneously.

With a swift response and the union of man and spear, a piercing "swish" rang out. In that fleeting instant, it seemed to cleave through space and time itself, hurtling toward the Mountain King.

The two distinct shockwaves violently collided in mid-air, instantly fracturing into countless wind blades that scattered in every direction.

Gazing upon his eldest son lying lifeless on the ground, Jin Qiuhe lost his usual vitality in an instant. Yet mere hours later, he pulled himself together once more; he still had to strive for the future of his clan.

As soon as these words were spoken, all the generals were struck with dismay. To dare assault Ao Valley with a mere ten thousand troops—was this not seeking their own destruction? They hurried into the grand tent to offer remonstrance.

That final sentence uttered by Xia Chaochen was dripping with murderous intent, his teeth grinding together with a crisp, grating crunch. It seemed his hatred for Gao Lin even surpassed that of Qin Ming.

"I perceived in you the affinity to tread the Path of Force, and thus deliberately guided you, wishing to see whether you could achieve anything upon this Supreme Dao path, universally acknowledged as the most arduous of all."

Caiyun nodded, yet showed no inclination to release him. Yi Han stared at her arms, silently asking how he was expected to leave if she refused to let go.

Seeing the blue-eyed fairy maiden approach to stand before him, Yi Han spoke again, "Maintain a distance of three paces from me." The blue-eyed fairy maiden dutifully complied.

The dishes served up this time were two grand culinary creations: the first was mutton ribs stewed with hawthorn and water chestnuts, and the second was braised camel meat.

For a moment, one after another, they forgot how to attack, lingering in the empty sky like lost birds, wandering endlessly.

As the second second of the external world began, Xu Nian no longer had the luxury of contemplation. Clenching his hands into fists, he gathered true spiritual essence within them, throwing out more than three hundred punches in the span of a single external second. The earth-shattering roars merged into an unbroken chain, echoing like a sudden thunderclap in a clear sky through the nearly airtight dungeon.

Xu Tao'er gazed quietly at Xu Shiya for a moment, and finally spoke just as Xu Shiya's impatience reached its peak.

Clutching his left hand, Yi Dong looked around only to discover that all the remaining men were also sprawled on the ground, every single one of them injured. It appeared their targets were solely that young master of noble birth; had they possessed the intent to kill, the four of them likely would not have survived.

The space beyond the earth possessed no gravitational pull, yet standing upon the earth, one could experience entirely normal gravity.

Take summer, for instance. To mosquitoes, sucking blood is hunting, and hunting is slaughter. Therefore, even when biting humans, mosquitoes emit an aura of death.

Lady Guan looked on with a smiling expression as the three conversed, remaining silent. What more could she possibly ask for, seeing her own son favored by the scion of a great state and cultivated with such meticulous care?

And watching this scene, could the other gods of Apollo do anything besides weep, crying out, "This is..." the truly blessed land!

Nalan Songde slowly dragged himself up from the rush mat, stepping out of the cave while wearily rubbing his temples.

Implicated by Zang Liang, Zhao Jiayi and Song Xiong had been locked in this water dungeon for over a month, nearly sacrificing their very lives in the process.

"My lord, are you not entering the palace today?" Early that morning, she had overheard the maidservants discussing the grand banquet at the palace, held to welcome the diplomatic delegation from Northern Jin. All ranked officials and their madames were permitted to attend, and Lady Qin had imagined she might have a chance to enter the palace. Yet, seeing her husband's utterly unconcerned demeanor, she could not help but voice the question.

The man replied with complete indifference, casually resting his large, palm-leaf-like hand upon Xiangyun's abdomen, tracing lazily and uninhibitedly.