The Venerable Swordsman - Chapter 129 - Kill Them All!

A lonely soul, which was placed under the care of the Lord Protector’s Manor, ended up having her lover stolen by the family’s eldest daughter and dying tragically the day before her wedding.

Somehow, she was reborn in the family as their 14-year-old first wife’s daughter, Ning Xueyan, with a startlingly familiar face.

Step by step, she will ruthlessly scheme to seek revenge as well as uncover the mystery of her tragic death.

Her former fiancee, the flirty crown prince and the bloodthirsty prince, will now bear witness to a vengeful Ning Xueyan becoming the peerless lady of her generation…

Chen Yuan, a government official in Ping’an County, came across, with an altar of luck hidden in his mind.

As long as you sacrifice luck, you can get the guidance of heavenly secrets, supernatural powers, exercises, sorcery, treasures of heaven and earth…

There are immortals, Buddhas, and demons in this world, as high as temples and as far away as rivers and lakes.

There are three thousand sword immortals who control the sword in the sky, there are Buddhist arhats holding the sky with one finger, and there are rivers and lakes…

It was the worst of times, and it was the best of times.

My name is Chen Yuan, from the abyss!

—————

Killing decisively, there is already a 2 million word old book “Martial Arts Beginning from Bandits” Welcome to read

- Description from novelbuddy

“Zhong Nuannuan, your charges have been withdrawn. The courts have declared you innocent and pronounced you not guilty for murder. You can leave prison now. Your family is waiting for you in the waiting room outside.” Zhong Nuannuan was startled. She pushed the female prison guard to the side and ran toward the waiting room. She did not even bother to put on her shoes. If not for the icy feeling she felt at every step of the way reminding her that this was not a dream, Zhong Nuannuan would not have believed that she had resurrected.
As she burst through the doors and saw him again, she knew in her heart, that this time she would get it right. This time she would cherish him properly and hopefully, just hopefully, turn her own fate around.

There was no light in the night, save for the sound of war drums and war cries.

The young man listened carefully, it was the sound of his heartbeat and the flow of his blood.

What lay hidden in the darkness ahead? Is it man, god or……a monster?

There was no such thing as the best road, because the journey beneath one’s feet is limitless!