Volume 1, Chapter 29: The Fair-Skinned Concubine-Born Son
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Su Huaijun was already hopelessly ensnared in the trap, while Lan Jiahui was still dreaming her impractical dreams at home. That left her with plenty of energy to investigate the matters she had not finished looking into before.
“The injury is fairly serious, and he lost quite a lot of blood.” Manager Qiao deliberately exaggerated Cheng Hongxin’s condition while watching You Lan’s subtle expression. Her complexion did not look good; she seemed tense and at a loss.
Wei Qingqing was utterly exhausted. Somehow, the clothes on her body had been torn to shreds, but she had no time to worry about the cold. The moment she closed her eyes, she began drifting into a drowsy sleep.
Looking at the bruises covering her body, a trace of guilt flashed through Yan Cheng’s eyes. He pressed his lips together and slowly walked forward, placing the bowl in his hand on the table.
“Why, why should I be afraid of you?” I understood that Qing Qian could not accept her own strangeness and was worried that she might frighten others.
After the introductions, Britney began chatting casually with Maureen without the slightest reserve, most of it concerning how mischievous and disobedient Kane was. Unable to get a word in, Kane could only sit to one side and cough dryly, while Brittany listened with great interest.
“It isn’t that I judge people by their appearance. It’s just that, in my eyes, you really are very weak.” Xia Xuan looked at Qin Feng with utter disdain.
Ever since the doctor had said those words, they had been playing on repeat in her mind all night. The deepening terror kept her awake until dawn.
Li Wei, once so lively and energetic, had just been killed by a venomous snake right before my eyes. My heart was filled with grief. There were only seventy-six classmates left now, with one month remaining—but I felt we did not need a month at all. In just one week, every one of them would probably be dead.
Huge ice and stone spikes suddenly burst from beneath the giant lizard’s belly without warning. The giant lizard, its entrails strewn across the ground, collapsed with a thunderous crash. The sturdy knight riding on its back was flung into the air, and before he even landed, a blade of sword energy cut him in two. The enormous axe in his hand flew several yards away.
Old Master Situ said excitedly, “Brother, thank you.” Now past fifty, Old Master Situ had grown far less interested in money and power. His greatest pursuit was increasing his cultivation. If a martial artist could reach the Postnatal Realm, his lifespan could be extended by sixty years.
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The attendees left one after another. Inside the enormous conference room, only Ling Tian and Mu Qingcheng remained, both deep in meditation.
“All right, everyone has finally met. Let’s go find something to eat.” Zhang Yang clapped his hands and tugged at the distracted Fa Gao beside him.
“If that won’t do, there’s an easy solution. I’ll send you all to prison. Simple as that. You’ve probably done this quite a lot, and the cumulative amount should be more than enough to keep you locked up for life. Don’t even count on your fathers being able to bail you out.” Gao Zhengsheng snorted.
“Master, shall we make our move?” an elder asked coldly, his eyes fixed on the elite fighters of the Supreme Nether Sect battling Ling Tian. “This is the best opportunity to destroy the Supreme Nether Sect. Once these people are eliminated, the sect will exist in name only.” The elder continued.
Of course, Qin Tianqi was in no mood to do those things with her at that moment. They should first find a cave to shelter from the rain.
He often brought his direct officials deep into the fields and villages, visiting remote rural communities and inspecting the conditions of the people in various regions.
Naturally, she was reluctant to part with the warmth and fragrance of Hinata, but there were things she had to do. Eating was one reason; finding Naruto was another.
Ordinary players would think this was the pattern, but Zhang Yang knew it was not the whole story. If they fought according to this pattern, the entire team would be wiped out.
In his battle against the Ancestor of Guangling, Nie Wushuang was not relying solely on Lang Kun. He also had the Demonic Host and the Primal Chaos Mirror. However, the two sides were mortal enemies and could not be fully utilized, which gave Nie Wushuang a considerable headache.
Once his thoughts settled, Ren Tuying prepared to stretch his limbs. He instinctively stepped forward, only for the ground beneath his foot to vanish. In an instant, he plunged into the boundless abyss.
Allowing the Road and Bridge Company to participate in the reconstruction bidding was, in effect, an indirect acknowledgment that the company had no record of wrongdoing. Moreover, Huang Ping had spoken with such confidence that they clearly possessed some persuasive leverage.
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As the two were speaking, Lang Kun entered the courtyard with two men. Behind him were none other than Zhu Wuchang and the Ancestor of Guangling. The moment Nie Wushuang saw the Ancestor of Guangling, anger rose within him. That detestable grandson of his had used up more than a hundred Shadow Guards—he truly felt no pain when spending what belonged to others.
Jiang Wanrong was astonished that I knew so many characters. I explained that I had an older cousin who attended school and often came to teach me, and thus managed to bluff my way through.
Although he did not understand what Hun Yuan intended, Nie Wushuang trusted him completely. After studying it carefully, he finally discovered something wondrous several days later. With every breath, the biological properties of that realm gradually reached a kind of balance with his own breathing.
When Zheng Shuang heard Zhao Feng mention the danger, she tightly gripped his arm, terribly worried for him. When Zhao Feng spoke of the deaths of his good brothers, Xu Fangwei and Qian Zhong, tears silently rolled down his face, and Zheng Shuang began crying with him.
All the elders in the hall who wore ceremonial robes trembled violently. Without a word, they joined in chanting the spell. In an instant, their spiritual power surged several times over, and the decomposition of the bloodline force flowing toward Xiao Zhan accelerated as well.
After she finished speaking, she cast a deep glance at Luo Yu, her face showing an expression that clearly suggested she did not care about anything else.
Still, remembering the miraculous Immortal Bruise and Swelling Pill that Li Bichui had once praised to the heavens, everyone’s eyes held a measure of anticipation.
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