Volume 1, Chapter 29: Either Remove Me

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"Fortunately, the young mistress has medical knowledge. It is merely that her body has been weakened, and she must be carefully nursed back to health during this period," the doctor continued.

The news of Liu Jiayu's burial had long since spread, drawing many members of the media as well as some of her friends.

At this moment, the old man stared ahead as if he had no eyes, an appearance that was utterly terrifying. Yet, suddenly, the old man stomped his feet and dropped into a horse stance, much like a martial arts master from the secular world, before unleashing a powerful punch toward the stone wall with a sudden burst of force.

Qiao Ye was my classmate in high school. I find it difficult to define the nature of our relationship, but one thing is worth mentioning: two years ago, he married Qin Miao, and I was the one who planned their wedding, which also took place around October 1st.

Consequently, Shangguan Jing began to busy himself once again. His busyness, however, was not much of anything; Xu Butan had a large appetite, and Shangguan Jing was merely preparing a vast amount of food. Meanwhile, Xu Butan suddenly raised his hands and cast dozens of seals into the surroundings.

Pushing the door open and walking inside, Yang Jin was lying on the hospital bed reading a business magazine. Her mood did not seem to be affected by the upcoming chemotherapy and radiation; at the very least, she appeared calm.

Zhou Ruolan had a relatively peaceful sleep. By the time she woke up, it was already dark outside. She sat on the edge of the bed in a daze for a while before washing up and heading downstairs.

Shen Tianhao had been in a bad mood lately. Of course, he hadn't been well since Liu Jiayu passed away, but things had been even worse recently.

Pei Qin taught Fang Liuming martial arts and practiced with him. She had always been physically robust and rarely fell ill.

Taiji stomped heavily on the ground, and a fiery-red divine power surged forth like a tidal wave, spreading in all directions. The crimson began to erode the gold, attempting to consume it entirely.

When Concubine Yi dismissed Yin Zhen, Jiang Ranli knew what awaited her, but she had never been one to sit and wait for her fate.

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"Friends from afar, please forgive my rudeness, and welcome to Gray Valley!" A man of mixed Black and White heritage and medium build stepped forward and reached out his hand toward Su He.

Every day, the collector could gaze upon these rare items in his living room. He loved this feeling; in his long life, nothing satisfied him more than collecting these rare, ephemeral creatures and objects.

Old Ye’s mouth couldn't stop grinning; seeing his son-in-law and daughter, he felt immense joy and decided to drink a little extra today to celebrate.

Seeing him speak in this manner, Coulson suddenly felt that something was amiss. He was about to intervene, but Skye spoke up first.

It was a bright purple mountain bike, its frame slender and lightweight, its color dazzling and ostentatiously bold. Yet, riding it was an incredibly obese man.

If there were anything in the world more perfect than the gods, it was undoubtedly the owner of this foot.

After Murong Ling, Zhou Yi, Mu Jiaojiao, and others went up for testing, their flames were all rated as top-tier, yet none surpassed the supreme-grade flame of Murong Ling. In this way, it seemed Murong Ling had already become the winner of this trial.

As it happened, he encountered a red light when he drove here. Although he was a superhero of extraordinary status, he still had to obey traffic laws, so he waited quietly. However, while he was waiting for the green light, what was happening in a restaurant to his right caught his attention.

Yet, unexpectedly, in the next second, Yang Yunhai leaped up, mounted the horse, and pulled Gu Lingling into his arms.

However, despite his thoughts, he could not stop the gazes directed at him. Finally, a scorching aura emanated from one side. Ye Feng looked up to see an old man with red hair, dressed in a white alchemist's robe, with a blue cauldron glowing brilliantly on his chest.

The fire-attribute power permeating the air was so rich that it seemed to drill directly into one's body. Seeing this, Ye Feng could not help but exclaim in admiration; only a blessed land like the Alchemy Sect deserved to possess such a treasure.

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For one thing, the private kitchen restaurant offered a wide variety of specialty dishes. If one didn't eat slowly, they would be stuffed long before finishing even half of the table full of food.

A sharp, angry voice rang in her ears. Yu'er was slammed hard against the wall. Beyond the dull ache in her back, her arm burned with pain. Yu'er couldn't help but hiss, drawing in a sharp breath as her eyebrows twisted into a knot.

It must be said that the Japanese soldier was certainly correct to start the armored vehicle regardless of the situation outside.

Ling Li sensed the aura of his cultivation and felt a flash of doubt. This man’s cultivation was only at the third stage of the Longevity Realm; why would Yue Wuhai submit to him?

Taking advantage of the moment Xu Haoran had no chance to counterattack, they coordinated their blades and guns perfectly, sealing off almost all of his escape routes.

Even Ye Juan couldn't help but scold herself for being so spineless, when she was clearly the one seeking praise and validation.

Fang Lei’s heart began to pound. He was truly afraid that what Lu Liu'er said would be completely different from his own story, which would cause his lie about an ancient divine artifact appearing in Houhai to crumble.

Felt boots were essentially long, felt-lined footwear. To say they were warm, lightweight, and kept snow from seeping in was to state the truth.