Chapter 91: My Teacher, Cao Yu

Literary Master 1978: Time to Teach the Literary World a Lesson The most cunning Bermuda grass 2096 words 2026-04-10 09:37:36

Uralos pushed his vigilance to the limit, only to discover in vain that a sword had pierced straight through his abdomen from behind.

“Every city, every road, every town has them, that much is certain. To tell you the truth, my lord, there are even some right here in Clear River City. I dare swear on my head!” Yue Xiang said with such absolute certainty that Yang Hao was startled.

Pamieres cried out in shock. At the same time, she felt an inexplicable tension rise in her heart.

Zhang Erhu’s eyes went wide. Good heavens, Fifth Brother had actually become a hundred-man commander, and in the Imperial Guard at that. His power was no small matter. Admiration filled his gaze.

“Pfft!” After coughing up two mouthfuls of blood in a row, Nie Shao finally staggered to the ground. That blow was too terrifying. Who could have imagined that Ba Tian’s strength had reached such a horrifying level?

Li Weizheng looked back again at the merchant ship. It had already finished loading; the gangplank was withdrawn, and the great vessel was setting out.

Li Jinchong—if he remembered correctly, there truly had been a eunuch by that name in the late Ming. But that name was far less known to later generations than the one he would take afterward: Wei Zhongxian.

There had originally been two people threatening his throne: one was the deeply hidden royal son-in-law, and the other the flamboyant general. Yet Rong Qi truly could not understand why, while Chu Yi suspected the son-in-law, he still trusted the Great General An Ding as though nothing had ever changed.

Tong Jing nodded. “I really don’t think I’m suited to Beijing.” Lowering her eyes, she spoke softly.

Elder Xi Zhe released his immortal essence without hesitation, intending to break the restraining force binding Xi Xi’s body, but it was directly repelled by another power.

Because... he knew very well that ever since Nalan Mingzhu came to the capital, she had not only been hailed as the most beautiful flower of Great Yan University, but the number of suitors after her was endless, countless as fish crossing a river. Among them were not only heirs of the super-rich and the children of high officials, but even the descendants of some great families in the capital.

After hearing this, everyone erupted into confusion. They stood as instructed. Though they all managed to stand, a few people in the back could not help finding it amusing and laughed softly. Those beside them, infected by the mood, also laughed along.

Han Dian and Han Qing, following the old man’s orders, opened the city gates for two hours each day so soldiers and civilians could gather firewood and buy provisions. Whenever anyone went out during the opening of the gates, they were issued passes and identity tokens one by one, and in the afternoon these were checked again before reentry would be allowed. This was to prevent Zheng Ding’s men from slipping into the city. As for Zheng Ding outside the city, they still supplied him with one day’s worth of grain and fodder each day.

It seemed the burly laborer was so absorbed in his fight that he had not noticed my entrance at all. I coughed lightly and said with a smile, “Hello, may I help you with something?” The laborer heard my voice.

“Long Kong, if it weren’t for the sake of your dead father, you’d have long since died an unnatural death, wouldn’t you?” The four of them spoke back and forth in the air, and curses were mixed in from time to time, but none of them made a move.

The baseball-cap man in front suddenly broke into a run. Shen Yingjie was alarmed and muttered that things were bad. He immediately started after him, but the tall man, who had already gained more than half a body’s length, suddenly伸 out his thick arm, seized Shen Yingjie’s satchel, and with a hard yank turned and ran.

Seeing that only Dongfang Lengyu was stepping down from the car, the long-waiting street racing enthusiasts immediately grew unhappy and began to shout in protest.

However, the radiance of the Bright Void Treasure Mirror merely enveloped the experts of the Hundred Rivers Divine Sect; as for the people of the Radiant Sun Sect, they still remained within the range of the suction force.

When the flight attendant came over to ask what drink they wanted, he asked Tang Qianyu in a gentle voice what she would like, and then told the attendant to bring two glasses of plain water.

As soon as he entered the granary, the fragrance of rice rushed at him. Zeng Xianghong turned around just as he was about to say something, when a sharp pain struck the back of his neck and he collapsed at once.

Hearing this, Sun Hanhua, who stood nearby, laughed heartily. He glanced at Lu Tianxing and then spoke directly.

The broken formation had been reorganized and thrown back into the fray. They had probably only exchanged a few thrusts before losing heart and fleeing. After all, ordinary formations facing copper-shield spear formations head-on were indeed no match, and with the defenders on the high wall behind them, it was enough to terrify them out of their wits.

Crimson and darkness—Chen Xu could only infer as much from the Dream Calamity. A dream orb of this level was almost impossible to forge.

They had a feeling that only when Yun Feng was by their side would they feel safe. No one else could give them such a strong sense of security.

He had already wiped out half of the enemy guard cavalry. The enemy cavalry took the chance to turn and flee, while Aloyus led his horsemen on to continue slaughtering the Roman infantry. Just then, two additional Roman youth cohorts came up to reinforce the line and blocked the Macedonian cavalry’s assault. Aloyus had intended to utterly destroy the enemy’s right-flank cavalry, but this move failed to succeed.

Zhao Zhihui was also a man who had lived through many years. Although he was already a ninth-level martial academy master, before seeing his opponent he still kept a very low profile, hurrying to show goodwill and demanding that the other reveal himself. As soon as the man appeared, Zhao Zhihui intended to strike and kill him in a single blow, leaving absolutely no survivors.

Leng Yun let out a cold laugh at the sight, and at that very moment a long spear suddenly appeared in his hand as he shouted loudly.

Tang Qianyu leaned forward, sitting even closer to Yan Mofeng. At that moment, she very much wanted to give him an embrace and tell him that this world still held warmth.

On the eve of Nord’s Spring Festival, the Software Research Center was formally separated from the Academy of Sciences and established as the Microsoft Software Company. The newly founded Microsoft Software Company was reorganized from the Microsoft company whose shares had been purchased from the United States.

With a fierce slam of his hand on the table, the old man stormed toward the door. After a long while, a crack suddenly appeared in the underside of the square peach-wood table. Such force was truly formidable.

Although Zhao Wanqing and the others would be safe once they crossed the courtyard outside the house, Jiang Ping also knew that the next stretch of road was the most dangerous.

“Minister Zhang, are you certain that Yan Chengfeng has been lying to us?” On the road, Feng Lie asked Zhang Yu, who was traveling with them.

Yet even in her astonishment, there remained a hint of doubt. If Shui Xin had ill intent, she would already have been able to kill them all. And if she had no ill intent... then Lin Anran’s words just now were much kinder than how she had treated her before. How had she ended up provoking her?

Nangong Ning let out a miserable cry, her face drained of all color. Her body stumbled back two steps, as though trying to evade Xiao Zheng’s pursuit.