Summit Farmer - Chapter 330 - 329 Teaching Class

# PRINCE # ESCAPEFAMINE

Lin Suisui, the legendary doctor of Medicine King Valley, saved countless lives during her life, but in the end, she died a tragic death when an arrow pierced her chest.

When she opened her eyes once more, she had become the crown princess who had just married into the East Palace! Standing before her was a lackey eunuch who was going to kick her while she was down, and behind her was a sickly prince who was severely injured and unconscious…

In desperation, Lin Suisui turned and kissed her husband’s thin lips with tears in her eyes…

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Lu Ze, the crown prince of the Great Xia Dynasty, was the pride of the heavens.

He was in charge of the frontier warriors, the unbeatable and invincible god of war! When the palace changed hands, he was seriously poisoned and falsely accused of treason.

When he next opened his eyes, he was met with a bed with red decorations and the word “double happiness” everywhere. The crown princess, who called him her husband in tears, was clutching a gold hairpin in hand as she stabbed the evil eunuch in the neck.

The violent and ruthless man didn’t know why he felt a surge of protectiveness towards her, and he never imagined that he would end up wanting to protect her for a lifetime!

Mathew survived the entire two weeks of the apocalypse. A great score for someone blessed with brains over the brawn. Yet, even he fell after just fourteen days, giving his all to save the one person he cared for.

But why does a death looks like watching himself from the third person perspective? Is this the purgatory to watch over his own shoulders at the mistakes he made? A punishment for Mathew's sins to repeat those mistakes over and over again?

But wait, what are the three clocks in the corner of his vision, one of which only five minutes away from ticking out?

The hearse with the weird odor slowed to a stop before the entrance. The sound of pebbles could be heard bouncing on the ceiling. There were footsteps coming from the corridor, and there seemed to be someone sawing next door. The door knob to the room rattled slightly, and the faucet in the bathroom kept dripping even though it had been screwed shut. There was a rubber ball that rolled on its own underneath the bed. Wet footsteps started to surface one after another on the floor. At 3 am, Chen Ge held a cleaver in his hand as he hid beside the room heater. The call he was trying to make was finally answered. “Landlord, is this what you meant by ‘the house can be a little crowded at night’!?”

An Imperial Scholar by day. An assassin by night.The World of Cultivation has changed.Elemental Mancers. Flux Mancers. Spirit Mancers. Soul Mancers.Raining down fire and splitting oceans. Destroying mountains with a single stomp and calming skies with a glance. Controlling the tides of Karma, while wielding the souls of others like a puppeteer tugging on the Lines of Fate.The most mysterious of them all were Spirit Mancers, a truth that Theron was more than intimately familiar with. Due to one's Tribulation, his life was turned upside down. His family, his rage, his somber sadness becoming nothing more than Bad Karma's fuel for a madman.He was once a gentle young man, a non-combative Water Mancer who wanted nothing more than to read his novels to the sound of the rain and one day become an Imperial Scholar.But now...Everything had changed.He donned a cloak in the silent night as the clouds above gathered. Pulling its hood over his chilling blue eyes, he stalked off into the darkness.The first droplets fell.He would become the nightmare of his enemies, the blade hidden in the shadows of Heaven's tears.The River of the Night.