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 · Lịch sử

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Chapter 207

Dịch giả: Aristophaneso

Feng Zhiwei cried out: "It's me!"

The golden lights froze and two finger sized monkeys paused, large round eyes staring at Feng Zhiwei mid-pounce. The light of recognition flashed in those eyes and the little monkeys squeaked excitedly as they reached out to hug her, somehow forgetting that they were still airborne as they dropped.

Feng Zhiwei reached out and caught the two furballs.

Beside her, Gu Nanyi had grabbed the human cannon-ball, holding the huge, howling man still.

Feng Zhiwei carefully cradled the two monkeys as she stared at the dirty man's swollen face. She breathed deeply, a teary smile on her face.

"Chunyu… you're alive."

Feng Zhiwei explained the bare bones of the matter to the officials to Tao Shifeng's pleasant surprise. Chunyu Meng had a significant background and his father was deputy to the Northern Expedition General. Saving his life was a great merit.

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