Rising Phoenix

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 · História

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308 Chs

Chapter 298

Translator: Aristophaneso

"The White Head Mountain trail is almost cleared." Feng Zhiwei began as she convened with her subordinates in a secret staging ground under a short hill. "The last parts are cliff ground, but the way is not too steep, though it will still be difficult to travel quietly. We'll bring only the most elite in our sneak attack; I will lead our attack on Jin Siyu's tent. The others will follow Chunyu and Yangyu to White Spirit Lake, five miles from their camp. Wrap your horse's hoofs with grass and shut their mouths with wooden sticks. Your signal will be a red flare, and once we've secured the main tent, you will storm the camp."

"I will follow you!" Yao Yangyu called out loyally.

"No." Feng Zhiwei refused cleanly, "Your Kungfu is not good enough."

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