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The Rise of Phoenixes

Dynasties rise and dynasties fall, like the tide washing the sand. On one side, he suffers from intrigue and hides his great ambition; on the other, the mysterious girl hides her anger behind her gentle smile. Who toppled the country, establishing their dynasty? Who built the Yellow Springs and set it over Imperial Power, inciting strife and conquering the earth? Who exchanged gazes at the Nine Palaces to the sound of halberd and blood, watching the falling flowers of Acacia? Who drank the poisoned wine and smiled, trading it for a cinnabar dot to the chest? Tribulation and strife has destroyed past prosperity; he would not retreat, and she has not finished singing. .... Is she disturbing the earth world, or is the world disturbing her? This is a seemingly simple story about an era of recovering the old country and the fight for the throne, and the men and women on both sides. To conquer or resist; To push away or fight for chance. To provoke or to still; To love, or to refuse love.

World Convergence · Histoire
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312 Chs

Chapter 150

The soft sword's death by a thousand cuts was a more terrifying torture than a sudden death and finally the two assassins dropped their swords and fell to their knees, begging: "Don't kill me — don't kill me…"

"Cha." 

The extraordinary long sword slice across their sinful throats, splashing their blood into the rain. 

"I was waiting for those words." 

Feng Zhiwei replied calmly, sheathing her sword around her waist. 

They passed the bodies and ate some of the roast meat, resting. Ning Yi kept time, and after a while he said: "They should have reached the temple by now." 

"Do you think they will head down the mountain or come back?" Feng Zhiwei asked.