In every part of the Six Countries, the decrees of the Great Qin were spreading, but they were limited by the number of people and their control over the localities, so they did not spread as extensively as in Qin land, not even to each village. However, these places also had methods of communication.
In a county in the Chu region, a sudden burst of loud drumming resounded through the town, drawing the attention of many people. Who was beating the drums, and what was happening?
People were speculating, when the drumming stopped, followed by a voice: "All of you villagers and elders, come quickly to listen! A great joy has come!"
She was smiling, while his brow was furrowing deeper and deeper. She became increasingly confused, but her relationship with Twelve became better and better.
The teeth clashed, the body trembled, and Shang Guan Mingqing rushed to the window, hoping to jump off. But downstairs, there were two fierce dogs with tiger-like aura.
The great defeat of extravagance had long reached Munne's ears. Previously, Munne had been overjoyed when Ximí conquered Wuyuan County. However, after the battle in Shuofang Commandery, Munne completely saw through Ximí's incompetence. He had already begun to consider consolidating Ximí's military power. But due to the urgent situation in Yunzhong Commandery, Munne had no time to deal with Ximí temporarily.
"Before the matter is clarified, Prince Xing cannot be ruled out as a suspect," said the leader of the guards, maintaining a calm demeanor but feeling a bit nervous inside. Especially when Sheng Shaoguang gave him an icy gaze, he couldn't help but squeeze a couple of cold sweats for himself.
Master An followed, still looking back at Shen Fei. She nodded to him, and he sighed in his heart.
Hu Xixixi watched with interest as the waiter brewed tea, then looked at the red and concentrated soup. The aroma was unique and fragrant, and a taste of thick and sweet lingering after drinking it. It was indeed a high-quality Pu'er tea.
The night was heavy, and the bustling city of Chang'an was now swathed in darkness. From the lively scene, it had turned into a cool and desolate one. The stark contrast was so intense that it was hard to accept.
After laughing for a while, Ye Canghao watched as Shen Fei lay down and then fell asleep. He blew out the light and left quietly.
At that moment, Zhu You's eyes were slightly red. Behind him, four soldiers carried a stretcher on which lay Liu Zhong's body. After a bloody battle, Zhu You had finally killed Zhen Fu and recovered Liu Zhong's remains. However, the first battle to attack Wanyan County had already ended in failure.
Xiao Cai fu's expression changed instantly as if struck by lightning. She was so foolish she looked senseless, and so startled that she was almost undignified. It took her a long while before she finally found her voice.
Li Muye, as if waking from a dream, laughed and said with self-mockery: "I've heard that as long as one reaches the peak in the fields of Taoism, Confucianism, Buddhism, and other schools, they can each find their own way. Today I've finally seen the true meaning of the phrase 'art is almost Tao.'" After saying that, he continued to cook his dishes according to his original plan.
She had a temperament that was typical of "break rather than bend, stubborn and arrogant." She looked quite powerful, but actually lacked inner strength. Her heart was not particularly strong. Such a person would easily lose hope in adversity, easily become arrogant in good times, and easily become impatient when deadlocked.
Overwhelmed with joy, these people and the nearby beasts immediately pounced on it, grabbing the water flowing from the pipe as if they had drunk nectar. However, not long after, the water in the pipe was gone.
Xiuzai Master - the so-called undefeated master is actually a fake master, using the title of master to play against Ryo Goshirō 13 games, but lost 11 of them and didn't win even a single set. He also lost 4 games against Ringeru Kanzoku. He often used his master privilege to hide.
"Alright." Mo Li sighed longily, his tone could be heard that he was very helpless. If he had another choice, he wouldn't have made such a decision.
Fu City sighed lightly. There's really nothing left to linger in the capital of Jingyuan. Those who can discern the situation are pretending not to hear or see, while those who can't grasp the situation are flattering. It's better to leave early and spare myself from worry.
Duan Lang was in a state of urgent anxiety. The uprising in Mulan City and other places was supposed to happen within these days, but due to the loss of Mingyue's message, Duan Lang had instructed Zhou Guangji to inform them to wait for further news. However, Duan Lang could no longer wait and decided to set out for Chengyang Prefecture early tomorrow morning.
