Volume One, Chapter 147: Jumping into the River

"Brother Lin, you are mine!"
Even if Su Tingxue did not like it, she was determined to keep this man firmly by her side.
Someone in the neighboring village drowned in the river, and the news became the talk of the entire village.
Even a clever local dog could be tricked, let alone a Husky, one of the so-called "three idiots of the sled."
Qin Yang shook his head slightly at the jeers, saying nothing. Durant remained silent, and the game continued.
The remaining disciples of the Jade Void Palace watched the carnage in horror. Just as they were gripped by fear, they suddenly realized Lin Qingxuan had aimed the mouth of his gourd toward them. Terrified out of their wits, they all scattered in a panicked swarm.
Wang Yun said, "Very well, you are grown up now; it is time you knew what happened in the past." Sitting on the couch, he gazed into the void and began to speak slowly of the past.
A rare intellectual among fire lizards, it possessed a high affinity for fire elements and could cast powerful fire-based witchcraft beyond its rank, though at the cost of its vitality.
Song Shiqiu felt quite calm today. He had given his all in the final exams and felt completely drained. He had no regrets, and even the indescribable awkwardness and the slight sense of humiliation he felt when Cheng Ran surpassed him had vanished.
The speaker was Qin Feng, an A-list celebrity who had just been surrounded by reporters for interviews; he was rumored to be playing Erlang Shen this time around. He had always maintained an excellent relationship with the media, so he rarely had any negative press.
However, they truly witnessed this scene unfold, and the outcome was, unsurprisingly, tragic. Of course, Cheng Ran’s attempt to smooth things over made the whole crowd burst into laughter, making the incident appear to be a farce, though at its core, it remained a tragedy.
Di Chongxiao shook his head with a smile, pulled the furious Zhu Hongyu to the lower end of the long table, pressed her into a seat, and sat down beside her.
The number of individuals appearing increased to five. Facing the evil spirit, they remained arrogant and even more greedy, their hands flashing with crystalline, brilliant spears and swords. Three others saw their divine aura shift in color as it rapidly amplified, reaching the second or third level of the Sovereign God rank.

It was already past nine in the evening. Qin Sihao sat on the sofa playing a mobile game, while both children were already asleep.
"This is a disaster, Xiao Yiqin has arrived! There are so many soldiers outside, they have surrounded the place completely!" the subordinate gasped.
"Young... Young Marshal, I haven't found that out yet. This subordinate does not know how the Madam came to know that Ninth Master." Adjutant Zhao’s voice trembled, his face turning a sickly shade of green.
In a pavilion within the private residence, curtains were hung all around. Inside, a red glow cast the shadows of two intertwined figures onto the fabric.
The middle-aged man laughed, "Xiaoli, your brain really is slow. I told you just now, after that, I passed out directly and didn't know anything else." With that, he held up the blood-dripping stone and laughed heartily.
Hu Qing’s eyes dimmed, her large, deep eyes shimmering with sorrow—a sadness that yearned to weep, a heartache.
"You're annoying! My Lord!" Li Yunxuan, held tightly by Mu Yan, put up a show of resistance. Looking at Mu Yan’s tall and sturdy frame, she felt a rare sense of coy shyness.
"For those who practice metaphysics, there are five afflictions and three miseries; one cannot have it all. As it stands, this is enough." Zhou Yao’s husband was very broad-minded, and in his final moments, he closed his eyes with a serene expression.
"Sweetheart, do you think your Imperial Grandfather is like this?" After saying this, Li Yue gently tugged at the corner of her eye with her index finger.
Being able to vent his frustration before leaving made Lin Xi smile happily, despite the slight sting of losing a few thousand yuan. Thinking of his own heroic spirit just now, and the fact that the benefits Lin Feng offered were far better than here, he felt content.
After Nangong Xuan and Zhan Yunge finished lunch with Nangong Hongyuan and his wife, they set off for the Wangjing Mountain Palace.
He felt extremely confident in this secret agent he valued the most; otherwise, he would not have chosen him out of over a hundred people to carry out the Wudang mission.
Did she have no family? No bloodline? He knew that even ordinary people could live a long time under the rich elemental energy of Auzer and various bizarre methods.

The three-story circular building was constructed of white marble, with gilded pillars and colorful glazed tiles, as magnificent and ethereal as a celestial palace.
What angered her most was that even after Feng Yanli had humiliated her so openly, Young Master Yang still fell for her act. She looked at their departing backs in disbelief.
Could this be Zhi A's bedroom? That shouldn't be right. Although she was not as skilled as Zhi A, she was certain that when she came yesterday, the sound had come from the third floor.
What he did not know was that just after the people from James’s side had taken the nanny away, someone else had immediately gone looking for her.
The Silver Wolf King did not seem as sentient as Gu Yan had imagined; its reaction was not at all what she had anticipated.
However, she truly needed the title of champion. With less than half a month until the entrance exams, Ningning had already completed all the application tests and some elective courses; she only needed to pass the remaining three exams to qualify for admission to the Federal Comprehensive Academy.
It was Lu Chengfu and Yu Junzhou who reminded the others that these were not dishes from the store, but the food box brought by their sister-in-law just now.
"Some are, some are not. For example, this one is a high-quality imitation of blue and white porcelain. This one is also a replica, modeled after the Song Dynasty. But this piece, despite its unremarkable appearance, is genuine, dating from the Ming Dynasty, and holds great collection value," Lei Bao explained one by one.
Xiao Yunfei gently stroked Liu Qing’s back, comforting her. Although he was a doctor, he did not know what caused her illness, so he could only stay by her side, gently patting her back.