Chapter 77

Cairo, the capital and largest city of Egypt, is also the biggest metropolis in North Africa and the Arab world. It straddles the Nile River and stands as the political, economic, and transportation hub of the entire Middle East.

Five or six torches protruded from the city wall—though the wall was only about four or five meters high, so everyone could see clearly.

Huángfǔ Minghan’s handsome face, so striking it could make all things pale in comparison, presented such a scene now—one both enchanting and beguiling, tinged with a hint of sensuality that made Nalan Qingyu blush uncontrollably.

Mei Jiang turned away in embarrassment, offering no reply to Feng Yunxiao, and continued his assault on Murong Kuang.

Feng Chuge was well aware of Yaoye’s formidable strength; she had already witnessed it that day within the Demon Suppression Tower.

Lina’s belly was now unmistakable; even loose clothing could no longer conceal its growing curve.

As expected, another tremendous collision sounded from within the oil vat, nearly knocking Zhang Lei off the lid, after which the vat fell silent.

After dinner, Hong Yun greeted his grandfather, then mounted his Wild Leap bicycle and raced toward the Hong Fang Martial Arts Hall.

“What are you all staring at? Hurry up and compete! Don’t you know time is money? Wastefulness is shameful!” Nalan Qingli grew irritated upon seeing everyone stop fighting.

“To build the eastern gate was mere chance; to plant melons, I dare chant the dragon’s ode. All I ask is to be fed and clothed, to eke out another ten years in this world.” He murmured these lines softly.

Yin Qiuran looked at Quan Yi, Feng Qingyan, and Cheng Luoqian, only to find them all grinning mischievously at her.

The truth was, her sister had indeed stayed in the bedroom that night, gazing at the memorial portrait, doing nothing else.

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Yet seeing Ai Wuhui’s unwavering resolve, even threatening death, Feng Buji had no choice but to reluctantly acquiesce.

It turned out that Bai Muyun’s purse held the very walnuts she had crushed underfoot earlier.

Perhaps the victim harbored the same thoughts as they did, but only made it as far as that place.

“Tan Tou, what else did you learn this time?” I anxiously awaited Tan Tou’s answer, sensing he’d brought back many secrets. Even if he couldn’t explain everything, at least he could tell me why this ordinary person was dragged into the game.

When Yin Qiuran awoke, she found Zhao Linqi sitting beside her, and realized she was already hooked up to an IV.

He’d been enticed by the smell of fried chicken, peeking into the shop—only to be chased by the big yellow dog.

“There is true goodness in this world; forget the future, start with virtue! Let us hold onto those bad memories for you.” Qin Ming watched Mò Lingfan’s silhouette as the sun set, stretching his shadow and bathing the spring in red.

In the previous life, without Sun Zhuo and Da Zhi, China still won this match. Today’s team, stronger and buoyed by their victory over Spain, would surely have no trouble winning.

He knew well the thoughts of Jun Linchu at this moment—Ye Meng was coveted by every prince, but none dared claim her. Emperor Shengwu watched Ye Meng closely; any prince who befriended her became a thorn in his side. Getting involved with Ye Meng was unwise, and Jun Shaonian agreed.

Because of the rainy weather, Zhao Hao went out less, but he wouldn’t miss the bustling marketplace where people were traded. His charitable deeds for disaster victims brought ever-increasing merit, now over ten thousand, and his reputation as a kind young master grew, gradually erasing his image as a wastrel.

“Don’t be like that—shall we check on how Qin’er’s cultivation is going?” Xia Biyao activated her divine sense, sensing where Yang Qin was.

Jiang Yiwei, after sizing up the suddenly appearing man, realized he was the one who’d been sitting in the corner waiting for someone. Watching them interact so intimately, she couldn’t quite judge their relationship.

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“So, Yuhuan? Are there secrets in the Twilight Forest I don’t know about?” When Qi Xuan spoke of the Twilight Forest, he’d seemed hesitant—could there really be something special here?

Suddenly, Li Zixiao felt someone tapping his shoulder; he turned and immediately donned a look of disdain.

“Yes, let’s raise a glass and toast to the past!” Vice class monitor Ye Lingling lifted her wine glass.

Wait till the fifteenth? They sent me fifteen orders in one go—am I a vegetable vendor aunt or a breakfast stall uncle? Come when called, go when waved; do as you please, come and go as you like?

After all this, he no longer recognized himself; yet she, for the sake of their promise, had changed so much.

But soon after the ruler became prime minister of Wei, he resigned and returned to Xue. Thus, for Wei’s sake, much money was wasted in vain.

After a few quiet days, Emperor Yuanming sent word: the day of the grand wedding for Crown Prince Taishu Ye had arrived. If their health allowed, they were to attend the prince’s wedding.

“Wizard, your magic is powerful—even the same spell, yours is far stronger than others.” Lilia’s voice rang out, crisp and clear.

Hong Chengchou encountered trouble outside Luoyang; uncertain of the situation, he could only camp and await reinforcements.

Brewing medicinal decoctions isn’t something ordinary people can do; the best tool is the alchemy furnace. But here on Earth, even in the cultivation world, furnaces are rare. Without one, a clay pot must suffice—fortunately, the requirements for brewing decoctions are not high.