Extra 34: What if Lu had not been reborn (Non-canon IF story)
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Ultimately, the judges reached a unanimous verdict that the charge of "military mutiny" was not sustained. However, regarding the initial counts, they re-sentenced Liunian Feng for "insubordination."
Whether it was the sudden recollection of Furong or the icy morning mist seeping into her skin, her face turned deathly pale, her lips drained of all color, and she trembled slightly.
"You actually changed your mind? I thought the decisions you made were set in stone for a lifetime!" Alice exclaimed in astonishment.
Yuhu walked over slowly. The closer she drew to Kangxi, the more her heart quivered. Her father had been exiled, her mother had died of grief, her home had been confiscated, and she herself had been cast into displacement. The hatred in her heart was so intense that she could not force a smile, her face remaining taut.
He had long since committed the gravitational coefficients of this object to memory, having conducted numerous experiments and recorded detailed data before starting the dungeon.
Only soldiers tempered through layers of blood-soaked battles can be called true elites. Since Liu Pi and Gong Du were not formidable commanders, Xu Ming could use them to train his troops and harvest experience points.
Just as the commoners were shouting "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable," Cai Dao braced himself to begin operating the orphanage.
Hearing the middle-aged lama’s sharp interrogation, the young lama who had opened the door offered a conciliatory smile. After muttering an explanation, he suddenly spun around, raising his arm and palm with a fierce gust of wind, striking directly toward Xu Ming’s forehead.
"I’ve never seen Jiajia wear these before..." Yu Xian said, as if casually mentioning it, though in truth, he had already taken the over-the-knee socks into his hand.
From then on, she waited for him obediently in this place. Sometimes, when wandering ghosts entered, she would learn news of him from them.
"Who cares about you!" Mo Song cast a look of utter disdain at Lan Huohuo and said in a tone that brooked no argument, "Anyway, that’s how it is!" With that, Mo Song walked away into the distance.
However, some people remained quite calm, sitting back in their chairs and watching the school’s antics with various postures.
The real reason was that going to the restroom was a ruse; the true motive was to find an excuse to pass through the classroom aisles and sneak a glance at Jiang Jingyi.
If you think you can take me down by pulling out Sun Bu’er’s signature techniques, you must be insane.
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Liu De understood that he had to grant Xiang Rui this courtesy; after all, Xiang Rui was the host here. To keep him in the dark about everything would be insensitive and far too overbearing.
In truth, he had initially felt great resentment toward the directionally-challenged Sword Elder who had forced him into servitude with a blade to his throat. While flying on her sword earlier, he had even cursed her, wishing that her future instant noodles would never come with seasoning packets.
Upon receiving a definitive answer, Dongfang Qingyue’s lips parted in shock, leaving her momentarily speechless.
Although the outcome of the war did not affect the independence of Burma and merely established a tributary relationship, the First Burmese Empire, having suffered the attack, fell into a great schism.
Nani? If this were a two-dimensional world, a giant question mark would surely have appeared over Dong Qisheng’s head.
Mo Song never summoned his martial soul, remaining one of the few in the class who relied solely on his physical body to run. Everyone could not help but take notice, committing it to memory—this boy would likely become the strongest in terms of pure physique in the class.
At most, she would feel a touch of disappointment or unhappiness, but what did that little bit of unhappiness amount to? Ye Fan had, after all, saved her life.
The subterranean port of the Underground Plant Kingdom was located behind the Salvation Light factory, occupying half the area of the vast offshore platform.
Hearing this, Ye Fan was delighted. Since the White Emperor had arrived, then Chang Xi must naturally be there as well.
The two of them maintained such an intimate relationship; they were surely conspiring in secret.
Qi Yunshu had finished her preparations early and sat in the main hall with Zhao Jing, holding hands as they waited for the results to be posted. Her heart hammered in her chest, filled with unprecedented excitement.
Winter had arrived, and the snow was falling heavily. Chu Ge sat by the fire in the house holding Tuantuan, having long since sent Chu Nan and Rong An back to the modern era.
Before Chen Hong began working for the Ruan family, she had been dating someone at school. That person was the young man who had gone to the temple with her today, named Yu Liang, a fellow alumnus two years her senior.
These two, Director Fang and his companion, had truly come prepared. They had other demands today as well; what could they be?
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As it turned out, Liu Zhan had rushed back from the Huainan military camp overnight yesterday, claiming he had accidentally fallen from his horse and was injured, insisting he could only recover properly if he returned home.
Zhang Kai shook his head, too lazy to pay attention to the fellow. He could not even grasp the most basic situation, yet he remained impulsive, arrogant, and suffered from a persecution complex. Clearly, it was he who had instigated the provocation and was taught a lesson by the NPC, yet he insisted on blaming Zhang Kai for everything.
However, a series of conspiracies and plans began the moment Davina left the imperial capital, targeting Davina while she had not yet fully matured.
Because so many people came to watch the performance, the Armed Forces Department lacked enough chairs, so they simply did not set any out. Instead, they used lime to draw circles around the stage to mark viewing spots and assigned seat numbers.
If both wild boars were, as Jia Long claimed, "assessment creatures," then judging by their size, each one was surely worth around ten points. Even if the two of them had to share one, it would still be a lifesaver for them.
That was the "frame" worn around the neck and waist. Its primary purpose was to keep the animal at a distance from herself. As for how much pressure it could withstand, even Jia Long had no idea.
Even though Luo Shuiyi tried to mask it in every way, how could Hua Lingyu be so easily deceived? As soon as Luo Shuiyi approached him, he keenly sensed an unusual aura about her.
Over there, Ouyang Luo was pulling at Qinghan with bloodshot eyes, his cute, baby-faced features filled with pain and madness.
Heramiel struggled slightly, though not with much force. Once Avis released her, she blushed and whispered a thank you.
He had used this item several times before, and it was no longer in pristine condition. As for whether it could withstand the might of the Great Annihilation Sword, Xie Xuan had his doubts.