Chapter 72: Newlyweds, Bound Together in Deep Affection

Flash Marriage and Military Life: The Elite Heiress is Pampered by the Big Shots The fierce wind howled. 2125 words 2026-04-10 10:10:52

Cloud Duo’s face was drained of color as she looked at Leng Muhan. He was always domineering, but only when facing her did he speak in such a tone. Meeting Leng Muhan’s gaze, she found herself unable to utter the words to send him away.

Yet, born into poverty, the innate inferiority she carried made her beauty feel somewhat bleak, tainted by an air of hardship.

Zong Yang paused, staring intently. The creature before him was a rotund figure swathed in brocade, with a fat head and large ears, thick arms crossed over his chest as he sat atop a giant, serpentine, curved sword as broad as an arm.

Song Ziying’s furious roar echoed, instantly draining the color from Sun Yaozu’s face. He had never expected to become Li Rui’s scapegoat.

“What does that have to do with us? As far as I know, space seeds live far longer than earth seeds, don’t they? Your so-called approaching end probably still outlasts us by a great deal,” Su Haoran pointed out her mistake.

He was silent for a long moment before he spoke, “No, you’re not like me. I have no heart. I can live because I’m an aberration in this world.”

The two women snorted simultaneously, then nodded at the same time, unwilling to admit it yet forced to acknowledge the truth.

I awkwardly withdrew my outstretched hand, glanced at De De who cared nothing for dignity, and shook my head.

He drove for a long time, but contrary to expectations, he never saw Ye Qingcheng’s shadow.

Cloud Duo, unable to evade, had no choice but to follow him into the bedchamber. Fortunately, Murong Che was indeed merely sleeping.

Yang Fan let out a low shout, and from his body surged boundless holy light, sweeping out and blotting out the sky.

Yet, before the blade’s light could pierce the three-headed demon dragon’s skull, a muffled thunderclap erupted across the sky. The Will of Heaven’s Law Eye, broken by the demon dragon’s assault, reappeared amidst layers of black clouds.

Guo Ye would never cover for Yang Jingping; this old fox had brought ruin upon himself, and surely had more tricks up his sleeve.

But at that moment, the Void Mirror suddenly trembled, slicing through the sky in an attempt to flee.

Thus, without suspense, his head burst like a watermelon struck by a bat, red and white matter splattering everywhere. The black mass did not stop there, but crashed onto the back of the wolf behind him, which was drinking water with its head low.

“What are you going to do? If you fail to get the mark from the young master, His Highness will definitely kill you—and maybe me too!” John rubbed his swollen face and questioned.

Liu Dongxing smiled, “Well then… what about Longsheng Pavilion?” It was a famed restaurant in the capital, renowned for its exquisite dishes and equally notorious prices.

Ye Yang snorted coldly, his right hand slowly reaching for the sword on his back. Suddenly a low, dragon-like hum sounded, cold light flashing, sword aura weaving in all directions.

With so many people to protect, so many things awaiting him, how could he not move forward? How could he not yearn for greater strength?

These two combat modes shared a common flaw: inefficiency. Even if the enemy offered no resistance, it was difficult to inflict heavy damage quickly.

A shadow fell over Shen Yanshao’s head. She looked up in surprise, and the handsome, refined face appeared before her, so close that her breath grew increasingly rapid.

“Chengyu and the bribed old woman are both in the yamen. Whether it’s true or not, the imperial sister can ask and find out,” Li Yun patted Chang’an’s hand, signaling her to relax, and said seriously, “There’s something I shouldn’t mention without proof, but now it seems unusual.”

“Chu Zimo, with your powers, surely you’ve seen that I am not truly Yun Muxue, but merely a wraith from another world?” Yun Muxue smiled.

The Grand Princess wanted to mock him, but facing Zhong Mao’s clear eyes, and remembering how he’d recovered from such a potent sleeping drug, she realized that perhaps he would achieve something remarkable in the future.

If there were such a thing, she would record it and post it online, to help promote Sister Xiyan.

Everyone knew that Mai and Miao had a poor relationship. If Mai Miao really did such a thing, the Su family might well throw her out.

“Strictly speaking, she isn’t really a resident of Star Chess Island. The girl actually survived a shipwreck three years ago, was washed ashore by the waves, and taken in by an old woman on the island,” Chen Yijie explained slowly.

Unfortunately, once Joanna sobered up, she forgot it all and treated him as she always had.

Under the starry sky, beneath the moon, over the sea, the rich aroma of wine filled the ship’s cabin, overpowering the salty wind.

But she knew it was only work. She could understand him, and did not want to trouble him because of herself.

When a wooden brute attacked, Lu Shuangyang leapt onto its head.

Pei Qingyun fell silent for a moment after hearing Lu Junchen’s words. He understood that Lu’s mention of the Cold King referred not to the current Han King Ji Rulong, but to the previous Cold King, the eldest prince of those years.

Because it could raise their combat power. Strength meant everything in this world, where the weak are prey to the strong; with greater power, one could climb higher peaks.

The Shadow Phantom Squad was the target of many online teams, but in recent years no team had ever shaken their throne.

At that moment, the Wei family elder hanging in midair suddenly felt her hair stand on end. She clearly sensed an icy finger gliding across her smooth back.

The turn of events had gone far beyond Ye Zixin’s expectations. She still hadn’t recovered, and when she saw the papers she needed to sign placed on the bed, it felt as though they were weighing down her heart.

The so-called noble sons were direct descendants of the Martial Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. With such birth, they were born aristocrats, enjoying privileges unlike those of common families, and under the protection of the Dragon Martial Empire. Truly, they were children of destiny.