Chapter 64: The Black Cat

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Ying Shu walked into the shop and saw a stack of paper placed on the reception table, covered in dense, intricate formulas.

"What is this?"

She picked up the papers. Apart from recognizing perspective drawings of instruments and some numbers, she could not understand a single thing.

Number One said, "Blueprints for a stealth device."

"A stealth device?"

"It can render a fighter craft invisible in terms of hull, scent, and all sounds."

Ying Shu knitted her brows. A moment ago, she and the ring-eyed ferocious tiger seemed to freeze simultaneously, the tiger's eyes devoid of any luster. Instantly, right within those huge tiger eyes, a fiercely aggressive fist came hurtling straight toward it.

No one expected that the bride, acting as the victim, would suddenly hurl herself onto Jiang Qiyun. Chen Qingli was unable to check her momentum, and her back took the heavy brunt of a punch.

Fu Tiantian was so angered that she summoned Ye Chu to catch them in the act at the MGM Dance Hall, only to end up parting on bad terms with her father. In the end, Zhang Xinli got her wish and became a concubine.

For some time afterward, Ye Jiarou dropped all sorts of hints to Ye Chu, but Ye Chu acted completely oblivious. Ye Jiarou had no choice but to give up, and instead obtained one from her suitor, Chen Xiyuan.

Even Li Jing felt a sense of heart-pounding suspense, let alone the ministers and officials of the Southern Yi. Everyone had assumed that with Qin Fengyi's lazy disposition, now that the two regions of Guixin were pacified, he would live out a peaceful and stable life from then on. Who would have thought that, stimulated by the First Prince, Qin Fengyi was simply going to gallop further down the path of astonishing brilliance?

Over the phone, Zhang Xinli spilled everything about her relationship with Fu Tiantian's father, every single sentence provoking Fu Tiantian's mother for being unable to keep a man.

Linlang lay half-reclined lazily in the form of a fox, her eight snow-white tails swaying gently with her master's will, resembling pristine, flawless moonlight fallen all over the ground.

As more and more memories were triggered, Water Tree witnessed countless scenes. He never expected to discover Russell's hidden truth this way, nor how he had time-traveled.

Xue Tingyan pondered for an entire night, then threw the matter to the back of his mind, deciding to act as though he knew nothing about it.

Shen Yunjiao blinked in disappointment, then walked into the room, her retreating figure suffused with a sense of loneliness.

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Returning home just in time for lunch, compared to patient meals, the food cooked by the family's housekeeper, though still light, tasted considerably better.

The course list already covered several sheets of paper. Jian Yuelan cast a curious glance at it, and then retreated three hundred miles, never wanting to look at it again.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, before the person even came into her line of sight, she had already rushed to the entryway and pulled her directly inside.

There were many mosquitoes in the living room. Xi Zirong said nothing; he grabbed Xu Su by the hand and led her straight to her bedroom, pinning her against the door.

Hearing Douglas Lepont's plain, matter-of-fact narration devoid of any boastful tone, Han Yi could not help but give him a second look.

Chen Fan's mood was somewhat complicated. In his eyes, his usually carefree mom possessed such sharp insight that she instantly saw through his attempt to probe for information. For the first time, he felt like he didn't quite recognize his own parents.

He was also well aware in his heart that the previous incident had indeed brought an untold amount of trouble to Yun Qian.

Regarding Kongmu's actions, Dianyu was in total agreement. Which boss wouldn't like an employee who knew how to innovate spontaneously?

What saddened them was also the fact that the other party was too wealthy, making them disciples of the Sword Sect look no different from refugees.

Therefore, the blood Hidan obtained was actually Kakuzu's own, while he himself was now unluckily lying on the ground, having to complete the post-curse ritual.

During the subsequent testing time, Chen Xi also explained to Erya the precautions to take regarding the superpower of fate, the most important point being: never do anything beyond your own control, because the backlash might erase the caster's very existence from the world.

"I know Ziyuan is honest and upright," Guo Jia said this while sincerely wishing he could slap himself hard across the face twice. Xun You's greed for money was already notorious; saying this was nothing more than speaking nonsense with his eyes open.

The most special place was Tao Province of the Huaxia Empire. Long Yaru, the Governor of Tao Province, had always hoped to build Tao Province into a multi-elemental province.

Before the competition began, the venue welcomed not only the head and deputy heads of the Chinese sports delegation, but also an unexpected guest: the President of the International Olympic Committee, Mr. Juan Antonio Samaranch.

Suddenly, with Xia Yu's roar, the original conflict between Xia Yu and the Long-haired Monster escalated to the level of a conflict between the Holy Light Knights and the Holy Cross Crusaders.

Carrying the heavily wounded Jiangdong soldiers, the Xuanzhen Camp soldiers who were clearing the battlefield were in less than joyful moods.

Metal clashed, sparks flew, and amidst the vibrating tail-end of the metallic hum, Liao Hai only felt a fierce force surge toward him, and the long spear in his hand was almost knocked flying from his grip.

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He was currently in urgent need of money. If Li Changjiang truly was the market manipulator for the major stake, wouldn't that mean Yang Mu could also ride the coattails of the manipulator to get rich?

After throwing Wukong and the three of them into the main hall, Mo Ying'er turned around and sneered repeatedly at the elders of Kunlun Ruins.

Yet, whenever the Emperor of Chu thought of the other party's identity, the anger in his heart was doused like a basin of cold water, instantly turning into powerlessness.

Sheng Xiangwan's conjecture was indeed possible. Gu Zhengnian had always regarded money as his life, and with her engagement to Jiang Ruizhez soon coming to an end, he was already impatiently preparing to transfer her ownership and sell her off again.

This was his own affair; he couldn't always trouble his dad, and moreover, the grievances between him and Chen Zhiming over the years had to be resolved by his own hands.

Lin Xi turned her head and saw Jiang Hao gazing intently at Qin Zhaozhao. She bit her lower lip, her smile turning somewhat forced.

Bo Qingshan had changed into a crimson round-collared robe, belted at the waist, which made him look even more lean, taut, and slender.

Judging by the time the letter was sent, in roughly another three to five days, the Emperor of Chu and the important ministers of the court would arrive.

She poured some medicinal wine into the palm of her hand, rubbed her hands together until they were warm, and then placed them over the bruised area on Shen Sichen's back.

Bo Qingshan went and returned, only to see that under the tree at the village entrance, only Mo Jingchun was left, shaking her head and sighing. Her brows and eyes lacked the gloomy despondency of her past life, likely because she had not yet been oppressed by her second uncle's family.

Qiaozhimo rubbed her temples. The chaotic dreams dissolved into mist the moment she woke up, and staying in bed any longer would not bring back sleep. So she got up, washed up, and applied medicine to her face and hands. After a night of recovery, the swelling on her face had mostly subsided, though the scratches on her arms had broken the skin and would take time to heal.

However, there was no sense of defeat on Zhang Chao's face. The continuous weakening effect brought by the Blood Plague made his physical condition increasingly unbearable. Clearly frail to the extreme, beneath that unhealthy flush, his expression instead concealed a trace of fanaticism.

Dad held a natural sense of awe toward schools like Peking University and Tsinghua University, speaking of them only with lavish praise.

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