Volume 1, Chapter 119: Ji Junyong, Not Only Married but Also a Father

Transmigrated into a 1970s Novel: The Villainous Supporting Woman Is Spoiled by the Infertile Overlord A Pig Who Knows How to Fall in Love 1152 words 2026-04-01 06:43:34

It was 1980 in the capital, and the lingering summer heat was fierce.

Ji Junyong had already been reinstated to his former post.

"Damn it, this wound..." Wu Yan tried to cover the black hole in her chest, but her hand recoiled the moment it made contact. There was no bleeding there, nor any sensation of pain, yet there remained a hollow, surreal sense of detachment.

Zhu Yanyi and the others ordered three tables of food and sat down to eat together. For today, at least, they all appeared exceptionally happy.

Fortunately, Yu Sheng groped around, finding the skin on his neck as smooth as before; he did not feel any deep, bone-exposing wounds or rivers of blood.

Deep within the mountain range, dozens of pitch-black peaks stood side by side, piercing the clouds. A terrifying aura emanated from them, striking dread into the hearts of all who beheld them.

Yet, they were all well aware that the strength of the Great Emperor was on par with the ancient gods of the Eternal Star Domain—invincible in the world, with divine might beyond imagination.

"I’ve got it. A blind date is a blind date, then. When the time comes, we old folks will just go and take a look," Flender nodded in agreement, then slurped down the last of the food in his bowl before reaching for more.

"No, wait until you’ve obtained your second spirit ring," Flender waved his hand, refusing with genuine sternness this time.

He also believed that once stir-frying was introduced, it would certainly be welcomed. After all, had he not seen in his past life on Earth just how popular Chinese stir-fry was among foreigners?

The blacksmith said nothing, pulling Gao Jian behind him in one swift motion. Then, without any apparent movement on his part, countless metal objects in the abandoned building obeyed his will like flying swords, converging in mid-air to swirl into a massive vortex, completely neutralizing the momentum of the two fire dragons.

"Heh heh heh, you’re too late!" A cold laugh suddenly erupted from beneath the ground. Near the cluster of purple mist, a tunnel suddenly opened, and three or four figures darted into the mist. At the same time, an Evil Soul Master, his body shimmering with eight spirit rings, emerged from the hole to mock them.

The situation on the battlefield grew increasingly dire, with the Great Shang army suffering a lopsided defeat. Qin Yun’s sudden accident had dealt a massive, almost devastating blow to this battle-hardened force.

Under the scorching sun, a line of people knelt against the base of the wall. Leading them was none other than A-Yao.

However, this meant the battlefield was currently in Henan Yin, which was clearly less advantageous than invading Hedong Commandery and shifting the theater of war to Zhao Feng’s own territory.

"Sigh, even though I call her 'wife' at every turn, it’s all just empty talk—nothing to be taken seriously," Yi Fan sighed. "On the contrary, Li Mu, you fellow, you managed to hook up with someone without making a sound." With that, he shook his head and walked into the house.

Su Yang seized the moment, leaping swiftly from the platform. Relying on the aid of two Gale Spells, he jumped directly to Ingram’s side.

The reason Zhao Feng made such arrangements was his belief that had Gongsun Zan not lived in the late Han Dynasty, he would undoubtedly have been a fine general for defending the frontier.

The container split open from left to right. He Ningyan lay inside, drenched, her eyes tightly shut. Next, the cyborgs approached to clean and disinfect her, dress her in clothes, and place her into a medical pod, waiting for the transport ship to arrive and ferry her to her designated sector.

If there had truly been anyone with such exceptional circumstances, the grass on their grave might already be three feet high.

With this move, Zhao Feng had provided these disciples with a legitimate path to break free from the shackles of arranged marriages.

She couldn't possibly let her own soldiers be used as sacrifices every time she encountered this slime, only to kill them afterward.