Volume VI, Qinghai Sky, Chapter 191: World Choice (Grand Finale)


by Xiao Xiang Dong’er | Translated and Arranged by Angel Chua

Edited by AC, 17 April 2019

The fragrance of the rose dissipated in the night wind, and there was no sound. She stood on the high wall and looked through the layers of the cold armor and parked on the man. The torrent of years passed away from her ear, and the sound of the sound, like the hurricane in the wilderness, roared like a mountain eagle.

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Volume VI, Qinghai Sky, Chapter 190: Reuniting Again


by Xiao Xiang Dong’er | Translated and Arranged by Angel Chua

 

Gray sky, heavy rain continued.

The height of the sedge near the drowning water was more than one person high. The thunder rumbling across the river surface, from west to east, followed by a squat, cut off a hundred-year eucalyptus tree in the Xui Xui Pass, two on duty. Yanbei military guards were injured and a house in the east of the city was cut off. The seven people in the family were all drowned in their sleep. The blood and brains were splashed.

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Volume VI, Qinghai Sky, Chapter 189: Trouble Shooting


by Xiao Xiang Dong’er | Translated and Arranged by Angel Chua

For a lifetime, she has never seen real snow.

In the fall of the stars, the moon is particularly dazzling, and the white light shines on the ground, like a torrent of water, like a piece of white snow.

She stood at the top of the white tower and wore large robes. The wind rolled from the sky and blew her sleeves like two eagle-winging eagles, raising her wings and swaying her wings. The wind blows away, the flying behind it, like a thousand spider webs, the big palace is heavy and heavy, under the dark night, the black stone door in the distance stands a figure, can’t see the face, can only stand up from it. The back ridge speculates that it is a soldier and still very young.

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Volume VI, Qinghai Sky, Chapter 188: Wild Soldiers Frenzy


by Xiao Xiang Dong’er | Translated and Arranged by Angel Chua

Wei Shu Ye looked up and the red sun caught in sight. The rising red was like bright blood, the grass was bleak, and the chill was shaking. Rumble drums roared in the side of the ears, and thousands of soldiers rushed to him. Iron gray shadows were like overwhelming tides, covering the entire battlefield a little.

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Volume VI, Qinghai Sky, Chapter 187.1: The Great Summer Collapse


by Xiao Xiang Dong’er | Translated and Arranged by Angel Chua

Zhu Lu (means pursued deer) carved, color tile Cheng Bi (means clear jade), the sun from the gap between the branches and leaves turned thousands of times, with old and simple shallow Jin Hui (means gold and splendor). The flower shadow was oblique, and the willows outside the spring dormitory were slightly parked, passing through the dim window, and the eyes of her eyes were flowing.

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Volume VI, Qinghai Sky, Chapter 187: Meeting of Affection Enemies


by Xiao Xiang Dong’er | Translated and Arranged by Angel Chua

Zhuge Yue went to the city business, has been going for half a month. Three days ago, Chu Qiao received a message that Zhuge Yue had started another battle outside Yanming, but only just more than 30 drunken soldiers rushed out of the crossing and went off to provoke the Yanbei Dragons, shot an arrow, and the Yanbei army died. Three of them received injuries but did not fight back.

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Volume VI, Qinghai Sky, Chapter 186: Yanfeng is approaching


by Xiao Xiang Dong’er | Translated and Arranged by Angel Chua

For a moment, Chu Qiao even thought she saw Yan Xun again.

There was no light in the moonlight. Only the whispering wind and snow blew on people’s faces like a cold knife. The man stood there, wrapped in a cloak, and only had deep eyes, through the layers of the blizzard, determined to look at her. The candlelight in the room was all blown away by the wind at the moment the door was opened. Only the faint snow-white light flickered in the darkness of the night, and it reflected the vague figure heavy and depressing.

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