Spring’s message in the snow, chapter eight

Su Zimo gazed at the endless stream of messages popping up in the chat window. He hadn’t expected the other party to be so impatient, and so he quickly set his fingers to the keyboard.

As Long Tianwei’s calm, cold, nearly ruthless analysis unfolded, Long Yuntian’s expression grew heavier and even a bit despondent.

The driver simply nodded without saying more, started the engine, and slowly drove onward.

Tie Lan was not boasting. He was the second son of Tie Jun, and Tie Qin was the third. And who was Tie Jun? The newly crowned emperor of the Third Caesar Empire, as well as the uncle of that powerful demigod who had died in Miyona. In short, both Tie Lan and Tie Qin were princes of the Third Caesar Empire.

“With him like this, does he really have what it takes to challenge the top master? I bet he won’t last five moves!” A monk in red robes turned to his companion and remarked.

Chu Tianyu looked at Murong Xin’s belly, and his expression shifted from absent-mindedness to a growing smile, only to turn to shock—a series of reactions that revealed just how stunned he was.

Even as Liu Tian formed a seal with his hands, and the martial force around him shifted and evolved, he couldn’t help but let a faint smirk curve his lips.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Liu Tian entered the hall, and immediately, Shen Xuanyuan, seated in the front row, let a subtle smile creep onto his face.

With angelic wings spreading from his back, Duan Qiu gathered speed and charged toward the area where Yiyeta was located.

At those words, everyone poured their profound strength into their eyes, and in an instant, hundreds of pairs of shining eyes lit up, all carefully scrutinizing that blue light.

Inside the car, Tong’er furrowed her brows. She wondered when these days of wandering would finally come to an end.

Meanwhile, the quaking darkness roused Bing Yi, who had remained oblivious to Jiang Yun and Liu Ruxia’s arrival until that very moment, his eyes snapping open.

With a wave of her long sleeve, she unleashed a mystical lightness technique, gliding like a fairy, and in a flash, appeared a hundred yards away.

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Before the shock had even faded from the crowd, Mo Fan lifted his head, his face resolute, and once again raised the Celestial Sword in his hand.

Hearing this, Meng Huiyi grew anxious. He truly couldn’t break this formation. If his strength were just a bit greater, perhaps he could have forced his way through. But now, he could only stand and take the blows.

After typing that message, I felt a pang of guilt—it really did have a hint of coercion and manipulation.

As the second elder left, Ao Xu suddenly gave a sly grin, glanced at Mo Fan, and spoke in a calm voice.

In their earlier clash, Yan Tianxi had relied solely on his body, while he himself had controlled his life-bound spirit with soul force. Yet not only had he failed to touch even a single hair on Yan Tianxi’s head, the other had easily closed the distance. This was a level of dominance that brooked no argument.

Yan Jicheng smiled and nodded, his expression pure and harmless. Even Bei Ruhun had never seen him look so innocent before.

Lu Zhengnan didn’t know why Lu Sheng’er had come to tell him that Lu Qinghuan liked Su Qiancheng, but he decided to say what needed to be said regardless.

No sooner had Lu Qinghuan gone to the hospital than Li Jingchen immediately made things public. There was clearly some secret here that the old master was unaware of.

Along the way, Sizhen lost the last of the few ornaments in her hair—it only took a twist for them to scatter, and her unbound, raven locks cascaded down like a waterfall, revealing a face of peerless beauty.

When Sizhen requested a restorative recipe, Huamei, thinking such things from the palace should not be easily given out, had Magpie Yu prepare a version to send out, while the original was kept locked in its box.

She rose to her feet, her head spinning and heavy, and, using the moonlight from the window, took a few steps forward. She meant to turn on the light, but instead, her foot struck something—a shape that felt all too human.

He always hated grinding ink and writing, but Sizhen said that now he had entered the council of state ministers, he could no longer remain merely a general. He’d have to write memorials and such, and so honing his calligraphy was essential. He could only comply, albeit reluctantly.

Qin Luofan got out of bed, walked over, and gently drew her into his arms, a tenderness in his every move. Yet she broke away in shock and quickly retreated several steps.

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I was closest to him. Every change in his expression was perfectly clear to me. He frowned in thought for a few seconds, then turned to look at me. There was a hint of doubt in his eyes—as if his confusion had something to do with me.

Lu Sheng’er had no intention of going in. She leisurely sat back down on the sofa, knowing that Shangguan Zu would have to come out eventually, so there was no rush.

Her head spun, and her hands slowed for a beat. Before she could react, she saw a gleaming sword thrusting toward her.

In the span of a single second, his face switched countless times—from Jiang Yuan’s sorrowful, compassionate visage to his own fierce and venomous expression.

The man with the blood blade staggered back, overwhelmed, his prized artifact shattered into pieces by Chu Xun, and finally broken completely as Chu Xun delivered a fatal blow.

“I am Jiang Yuan. I wonder if you have heard of me?” Jiang Yuan’s face bore a kindly, benevolent smile. For some reason, when Jiang Liang felt Jiang Yuan’s hand upon his head, he experienced an extraordinary sensation, as if his own cultivation was loosening, ready at any moment to break through to a higher realm.

She paused, suddenly recalling how, when she was with Gong Qianxing, he would sometimes lose himself to primal urges. Could it be that, back then, he was using her as a way to enhance his own cultivation?

Seeing the once-cool and aloof police beauty reduced to such a state, many felt pained and anxious. They couldn’t bear to see Yu Ningxue like this, so after Xiao Tian returned, everyone at the station resolved to do their utmost to bring the two together.

After the crowd dispersed, Chu Xun stood up and looked over at Lin Yunfei, the Lord of Shaoguang, and the others. He spoke.