Chapter 69: An An's Fairy Tale
Facing the microphone handed over by her mother, along with those gentle and encouraging eyes, An'an hesitated for a moment before finally extending her little hand. The casing of the microphone was ice-cold and somewhat heavy. Her tiny hand clutched it tightly, and her little mouth was pressed into a straight line. In her large eyes, there was still a trace of timidity when faced with hundreds of gazes. Down in the audience, all sounds vanished—the mocking ones, the sympathetic ones, the ones just waiting for a good show... The innkeeper, who had been standing behind the counter all along, tapped the little bronze bell on the desk. Within just two or three breaths, a few fireworks flew out from the inn's chimney, braving the fine drizzle and rushing high into the sky before bursting apart with a loud pop.
After washing up, Lishang saw that the light in the inner room was already out. He lightened his footsteps, restrained his internal aura, walked over to the lamp, and trimmed the wick, then climbed onto the heated brick bed to rest. Come to think of it, it was truly唏嘘 (full of sighs); when he had first returned to the country, he was still glorious and magnificent, yet how much time had passed before he became reduced to this state? A low, magnetic, and somewhat heavy voice fell into Xia Li's ears, causing her eyelashes to tremble involuntarily slightly.
Early the next morning, contrary to his usual habits, Leng Yu did not leave early. After Luo Lan woke up, she was immediately pulled into his embrace and held tightly. Fengxi bared her teeth and made a funny face; these two were really something else, each one more tricky and demanding than the other. If anyone ever dared to say that their Miao people were eccentric again, she would definitely drag that person right in front of this couple to open their eyes.
Feng Xiao served the dinner on the table, and Fanqing, finishing his horse-stance exercise, took Jiujiu to wash their hands. Lishang picked up a basin and tossed the wild chicken inside. Xin Shansuo placed Taicen on the medicine cabinet and went to wash her hands as well. Just as the family gathered around the table and prepared to eat, footsteps sounded outside the door.
Compared to their physical injuries, their spirits appeared to have suffered even more brutal devastation. Kellery squatted down in front of Job, extending a hand to wave it back and forth in front of him, but the other party showed no reaction whatsoever. By this time, the dockside was already packed with people, led by none other than Sanny's subordinate in Bay Island, Da Shenfa.
Matcha Milk Green: Uh... I hear the person interrogating me is starting to lose patience; surely I'm not going to be tortured too, right? My tense heart relaxed slightly because of the professor's laughter, and I felt I was being a bit neurotic. Not to mention that now, after he had refined the Supreme Heavenly Demon Banner into the Supreme Spiritual Banner, even if it were placed in Mount Shu, it would still rank as a top-tier magical treasure, second only to the rare treasures of the Celestial Mansion.
Grandpa took care of them while serving soup to Liu Su, who felt thoroughly embarrassed by all the attentive care. Xia Luo could no longer hold back; she threw herself into Lown's arms, crying out with a sob the form of address that had remained unspoken for so long. If historical trends remained unchanged, Li Guang would put up a fierce resistance two years later, leading to the destruction of his army by the Xiongnu, and upon returning, he would commit suicide directly.
Li Shanyun possessed a profound realm of cultivation and hailed from the Sword Casting Villa. With her exceptionally high standards, she saw through the clues at a single glance and thus began to explain the intricacies to everyone. As immortal apertures were continually opened, the martial arts materials required became increasingly advanced, inevitably leading to situations where the number of available immortal apertures fell short of demand.
Galleus looked around, and upon sensing the rather heated gazes of everyone present, he nodded. The Southern-migrating Xie family rapidly became the top elite circle of the Southern Dynasty, and an event within their household spread throughout the entire Eastern Jin. Chang'an was already densely populated, so grain prices were naturally high, and they were bound to rise even further in winter. Now that refugees were pouring in, prices were destined to surge further still.
Wu Zitong had just lifted her foot, intending to walk straight past Baicheng, but that resolute figure of his—before it could even crystallize in memory—was shattered by Baicheng's words suppressed within the wind. Yet Taophi desperately urged her to keep the child, claiming that the Jiang family had only ever had single-generation heirs for three generations, and if she gave birth to a boy, the elders of the Jiang family would take charge and force Jiang Chenhan to marry her.
However, in the eyes of Bailang, these two crisp and decisive words were as heroic as they could possibly be, and as dashing as they could possibly be. Lantiao moved out of Xiyue's courtyard; ever since she was hauled out of the prison by Qianning and Mengxiao that day, she had been living in Mengxiao's palace.