Chapter 57

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Introduction: A fan community dedicated to protecting Chen Mo and safeguarding folk music, where all official updates regarding me, Chen Mo, are also published.

Things having reached this point, apart from waiting for death, President Lei was actually left with only three options.

However, just to be safe, he and Bian Dongjie still chose to stay at the company until eight o'clock that day to watch Great Qin Optics' so-called repair livestream together.

The newly arrived Ninth Guardian was also veiled in black gauze and walked with a limp, yet his attitude toward the Tenth Guardian was distinctly different.

Li Shen was overjoyed, as this indicated success. In fact, practicing variolation was quite simple; China was the earliest to use the method of variolation, which was only later introduced to foreign countries. Li Shen and the people of the Prince's Mansion also began variolating, though Li Shen directly used a needle to inject into the epidermis—he certainly didn't want to take a slash from a blade.

In the end, the only one left was a performance agent he had met while doing a part-time job in college, named Jing Ming. She had met this person while performing at a performance bar; he specialized in introducing actors to various bars and performance bars, essentially functioning as an intermediary.

So that was how it was. Everyone let out a sigh of relief. Upon hearing this, I could not help shedding tears and said, "Your Majesty, please rest at ease and recover; you will be fine!" Despite these words, everyone was already well aware of the emperor's condition, so my voice was choked with sobs, prompting the others to weep along.

Liang Cheng and the others were all stunned by Chu Anning's sudden slap, while Jiang Tan turned her face away, a few strands of hair scattered across it. Her cheek bore a bright red palm print, making her look quite disheveled.

When the King of Hell and the others saw Jiang Mengyue appear, a flash of apprehension crossed their eyes. They were not wary of Jiang Mengyue, but rather anxious about the Prime Meridian Array.

"General Jin am I, the garrison commander defending Wuliluo, and now I have surrendered to the Great Tang. It is not that Jin is afraid of death and clings to life, but that this Goguryeo is no longer the Goguryeo of the past."

"Release everyone here, or I will take action immediately. What I, Zhou Yun, say, I will do!" At this moment, Zhou Yun's eyes were blazing with blood.

As for how to retrieve these two items, that was simple enough. Li Ping and the deputy mayor were both busy people; presumably, even if they stayed here for the night, they would have to leave early in the morning, and she could just come back to collect them then.

Hua Yuxin had already begun struggling to move her mouth. Although the sounds she emitted were merely single syllables, all fear and panic had already vanished from them.
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Nan Yu did not dare to look at Sheng Xueluo the entire way. Firstly, because he knew young master Xinghan's intense possessiveness over Sheng Xueluo, and secondly, due to his own inexplicable feelings, which made him afraid to look at Sheng Xueluo lest he reveal certain things deeply hidden at the bottom of his heart.

Fortunately, there wasn't much wine left inside; otherwise, if anyone unknowingly drank a few sips, it would certainly pack quite a punch.

A jolt of alarm went through my heart. If the hallucination witnessed by Granny Mayao was accurate, this child might not be far from death.

"Some matters?" Seeing Zhuo Lingtian's hesitant expression, for some reason, Chu Nan gradually developed an ominous premonition.

On his way to Grand Century Gardens, Gu Zhaoxi spotted a flower shop and pulled his car over to the roadside.

"Is that so? Are you merely afraid of this?" Bai Taizong leaned closer to her, his face nearly touching hers, his lips almost brushing her ear, sending a tingling sensation through her.

Therefore, over the years, my fans and I have shared a promise: I will tell them a story every year.

However, the "Weakened Soul" status was no joke. Just trying to maintain a floating state was already immensely difficult for Gregory; how much mental energy could he possibly spare to manipulate his flight speed?

Although the Water Dragon Protection on the Dragon-Skin Water-Repelling Garment did not add defense, it could absorb eight million points of damage. That might seem like a lot, but under the Phantom Wyrm's basic attacks, it was nothing more than a matter of a few extra moves.

"Then the Second Chief intends to surrender to the imperial court?" Guo Zhiyi felt he had uncovered a crucial piece of intelligence.

Kong Youde had agreed to surrender, but at this point, Zhang Chu began to harbor some concerns regarding the loyalty of Kong Youde's subordinates.

Suddenly, the remaining wild bulls retreated, splitting to the left and right to reveal a passageway, from which a golden wild bull emerged from the rear. Standing four meters tall and eight meters long, this wild bull was entirely golden in color and possessed a majestic and extraordinary aura.

One has to admit that although they had been teammates for a while, unlike Zhang Debiao and Cai Chang, who knew each other thoroughly inside and out, for Di Xiuyuan, Lou Anqi, and later Du Ruhui and An Zhenxi and others, their understanding of one another was rather limited.
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Zhang Chu also closely monitored the warfare of the capital from Liaodong, and the outcome left even him dumbfounded. When intelligence reported that a large number of people had died of illness within Beijing and described the symptoms at the time, Zhang Chu finally believed that posterity's speculation about a plague occurring at the end of the Ming dynasty appeared to be true.

After Fan Dongliu had walked more than sixty meters in that direction, Mao Gong still had not shown himself. It was impossible to tell whether he truly was not in the vicinity, or if he believed that Yu Tian's words were merely meant to scare him, thinking that as long as he stayed hidden, Yu Tian would not be able to find him.

"Someone with good perceptive ability usually possesses stronger spiritual perception than ordinary people. Cultivating with it can yield twice the result with half the effort. Brother Li, why don't you take him as a disciple?" Shi Wuyi suddenly joked.

"Yes, yes, yes, hurry and offer the tea. We still have to enter the palace to express our gratitude shortly," the heir apparent also said with a smile.

As his thought-form traveled through the astral realm, Charlotte no longer bothered to admire the magnificent and boundless vistas of the starry sky. He muttered unceasingly like a madman, as if doing so could dispel the unease within his heart.

As his voice trailed off, after the crowd stood stunned for a moment before regaining their senses, they immediately placed their clothes on the ground and began stripping all at once. Witnessing the spectacular scene of nearly a hundred people shedding their clothes simultaneously, Su Jin truly did not know what to say.

Yet at this moment, Murong Mo's complexion was pale, and that smile of hers, falling into Xuan Shao's eyes, carried a few extra shades of heartache.

With that, the fat, aged face thrust forward toward Zhao Bixiu's lips, which were painted with bright red lipstick. Zhao Bixiu furrowed her brows; inwardly displeased yet helpless, she gently turned her face away.

"Aunt..." Jiang Zhengxi knew nothing about whatever wet nurse was inside there, and moreover, she possessed such a fierce countenance; Jiang Zhengxi was genuinely afraid she would frighten Yan Ruojiu.
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