Chapter 499 — Success

A great-granddaughter who had returned to her natal home after being widowed, now wanting to remarry?!

Old Master Ji heard this and could not catch his breath; he fainted dead away.

Ji Song and Ji Qi were so frightened that their hands and feet went cold. They rushed forward in a panic—one pinching Old Master Ji's philtrum, the other shouting at a servant to go fetch a physician.

After a long while, Old Master Ji came groggily back to his senses, and the first thing he asked was where Ji Yong had gone: "...He is always coming and going in Mao'er Alley. There is no way he does not know about this!"

"Your Majesty, why not have drums beaten throughout the city to signal the river fleet, so they hurry ashore and break the iron chains themselves!" Feng Yansi proposed.

"It's fine. He probably won't die—at the very least he can take two more cuts before he does," Charis cut in.

The maids all answered with smiles as well; no doubt they too wished to stay and watch. Now that Lianzhu had given her consent, one might well call it following the will of the people.

I did not dare open my mouth again. I scrambled slowly over to the fire and held Old Liao's backpack over the flames to dry it. I had hoped that setting the pack alight might buy us a little more time, but who would have thought the thing was waterproof and fireproof alike. I struck at it several times, and it gave off nothing but a wisp of black smoke.

Chen Ran stood blankly for a good while before he came to his senses; in an instant his whole mind turned utterly clear—except that his heart was in turmoil, and his head was swelling.

Zhu Yuan knew the Jingnan command structure quite well: a commanding officer was the rank of a battalion commander, in charge of roughly five hundred men, while a prefectural judge was an official beneath the prefect of a province, responsible for penal law and other miscellaneous affairs.

And Augustus had saved her besides. Explaining to Augustus why she had run away from home felt perfectly natural to Annie, but telling Sylved seemed to her to serve no purpose at all.

From Princess Gaoyang's sullen expression it was not hard to see that she was nursing a grievance—only no one knew who had given her offense. Yongning pondered the matter as she refilled the princess's cup.

Flying through the sky there were no restraints, but running along the ground meant paths and limits; weaving this way and that, Le Piaopiao grew a little lost. Seeing the sky darken toward evening, she passed through a natural tunnel of rock and suddenly came upon a grove of maples. At once, as though something had struck her heart, she sank into a paradise of breathtaking beauty.

The planet Namek still had quite a few powerful fighters. To put it plainly, there were far more of them than on Earth, and far stronger ones at that—the mightiest of them possessed a battle power of tens of thousands. [Baidu Wangshuge for the latest chapters.]

Xia Tian hurried along; there was no danger below, and before long he found the ship's bottom that the Water Dragon King had spoken of.

So that was how it was. No wonder the Ghost Reckoner had said that day that he was waiting for an honored guest—it turned out he had this history with the Yin-Yang Ancestor. Ye Yu was turning it over in his mind when, with a sudden bang, an explosion burst from the stone house.

Seeing the flames about to strike him, a divine light flashed in Da Huang's eyes, and his body instantly transformed into a carp. The one gripping him from below was naturally Huang Tu, an adept of the earth element; before Huang Tu could react, Da Huang had become a carp, his body slick and slippery beyond compare. With a slight twist, he actually broke free of his hold.

Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni's command of force was, one might say, unmatched in all the Soul Society; the strength with which he hurled Aizen was just right, sending him in an arc hurtling toward the place on the plain where the shinigami were clustered.

A comely youth in the uniform of the Seminary stood behind them, calm and unruffled. His face was full of confidence. His face was full of pride, and in the especially eerie moonlight of that night, it made him strangely, bewitchingly beautiful.

"Chief Mumu of the Global Homosexual Association, might I ask what business brings you here?" Bai asked mildly.

Meili stole a glance at Yue Longtian. She had assumed he was given to peculiar tastes, but judging by his looks and the way he dressed, he was clearly nothing of the sort.

Just as Qinghuan was tensely bracing herself for the horde of strange beasts closing in from a thousand meters away, Xiao Junzhuo, standing before her, suddenly turned his head, gazing curiously at the tachi in Qinghuan's hand and sizing it up from top to bottom.