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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 · ย้อนยุค
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308 Chs

Chapter 241

นักแปล: Aristophaneso

Kereyid smiled as he gently rubbed the female slave's fingers, his voice still casual as he said: "When I have her, I'll really have some fun.. I hear that the Central Plains women all have slender fingers… what kind of beauty will that be… ah, look at your pot-holding, udder-squeezing, shit sweeping coarse fingers… truly upsetting…"

A dull crack filled the tent.

Before the slave could scream, a smiling Kereyid had already grabbed the gigot off the floor and stuffed it into her mouth.

Four more quiet cracks followed and the young slave shook violently, her blushed face now paler than a ghost. Tears dripped down her face and she fell to the ground, her broken misshapen fingers still in Kereyid's hand. The young man quietly toyed with the fingers, cracking and shattering the little bones into smaller and smaller pieces.