Chapter 66 Framed

Nanyan also took the initiative to speak, extinguishing the Vice Minister's wife's notion and sparing her from delaying her son's lifelong happiness.

"Thank you, Madam Vice Minister, for your high regard. Yan'er's marriage has already been settled, and I lack the fortune to become your daughter-in-law."

"Today's banquet is filled with young ladies from distinguished families, every single one of them more well-read and courteous than Yan'er. They would make wonderful choices for a daughter-in-law!"

"Madam can take her time to choose and need not be in a rush. After all, this is a matter of lifelong importance!"

These words left the Vice Minister...

Walking out of the room, she wanted to step outside to take a look, only to find that the moonlight outside had already penetrated the house. Realizing the main door had been opened by someone, Yang Ling immediately walked out.

The zombie retreated a few steps, not daring to advance, then turned its head to look at another old man, extending its stiff arms as it hopped toward him.

Although the Myriad Paths Sword Emperor ultimately perished within the Emperor-Falling Sea, he was nevertheless the very first person since ancient times to break through the shackles of the Emperor-Falling Sea.

Hearing this, Ling Qinglan felt a trace of sourness stir in her heart, tasting very much like aged vinegar. Accepting the candied pill, she popped one into her mouth and bit down with a crisp crunch.

"I'll go take a look at the sacrificial altar," Cheng Wushuang said to Tuoba Lingshan, walking toward the altar all by himself. He had a strange feeling that the layout here should be a place where martial artists received inheritances, yet why did it evoke a trace of fear and panic deep within his heart?

The young gallants present, witnessing this bold and hearty drinking motion, instantly exchanged glances, completely at a loss as to how to react.

"Someone on the forum is currently releasing a system vulnerability of the bank, probably trying to create some hype taking advantage of this!" said the white-skinned young man.

Seeing that Xi Feng was unarmed, Long Teng immediately tossed his Crimson Blood Sword to him and said, "I originally did not intend to kill you now, but since you insist on courting death, no one can stop you." Seeing Long Teng discard the Crimson Blood Sword, several soldiers hurried off to retrieve the thunder-bolt weapon.

A few more days passed in a blur, and by the evening of that day, the two of them arrived outside Snowplain City. Xi Feng selected a wind-sheltered spot, and the two temporarily sought refuge from the wind and snow in the wild. Nangong Ran gathered some dry branches and twigs from all around, lit a campfire, and then sat down close to Xi Feng, only then remembering to ask why Xi Feng had come to the snow plains.

Meeting those increasingly fervent eyes, Sima Lianjin suddenly hooked the corners of his lips and smiled faintly.

Ding Mo had just finished a meal with Bai Yue today and escorted her home. Because things had been going much smoother with Bai Yue these past few days, he was in high spirits and drove his car in circles around the Imperial Capital. Passing by here inadvertently, he heard Nana's cries and shouts.

At this moment, Luo Xingqi was so thoroughly intoxicated in mind and spirit that the handsome face of Ding Xichen right before her dazzled her eyes. When Ding Xichen crooked a finger at her, she immediately swayed her waist and followed right behind him.

His expression was filled with ferocity, one half of his body transforming into raging flames, while the other half was covered in white frost as he charged madly toward Lin Le.

Had it not been for King Xiayin's exceptionally keen eyesight, an ordinary person would have found it hard to distinguish the "stone" from the soil and rocks surrounding it.

King Xiayin hurriedly looked over, and sure enough, the faces of those two were turned green with anger. King Xiayin quickly turned his face away again.

As for Xue Wenwen, the mere thought of her filled Ling Fei's heart with stifling vexation; she hadn't brought her a single thing, nor had she even made a single phone call after returning home.

Several figures in black formed a circle, surrounding Tang Bao tightly. All of them wore masks, hiding their faces, but through those masks, the cold light and murderous intent in their eyes were unmistakably clear.

On the back of the wind-eagle was a translucent, pale green light curtain about two meters high, enveloping everyone and blocking the violent external winds.

"Granted. The cultivation of high-yield crops concerns the people's livelihood of the empire and is of paramount importance; there must be no negligence whatsoever," Zhu Youjian said with a nod.

Old Liu Er, General Xian stared at him, and Black Brother, Feng Yunzhan, including Tusu also looked at him. They were equally unaware of Gao Hongyi's underlying intentions and could only guess secretly.

Therefore, present-day cultivators, aside from a portion who joined national institutions, began to see the emergence of various cultivation sects among the common folk as well.