Chapter 41
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Li Feng shook his head. He was just about to lean against the headboard and think over the matters he would need to watch out for upon reaching Liaodong when the system prompt arrived unexpectedly.
Ye Ji immediately realized that the handsome young man before her had used an excuse to distract her so that he could apply the medicine.
Seeing Su Yiyi, radiant and captivating, standing beside his car, Xu Fuhai was startled at first. Then he smiled and walked over, greeting her warmly.
Although they were not speaking face-to-face, he could still discern the anxious emotion in her voice.
“Sit down. Stop fidgeting!” Shi Hui grabbed Yin Zhi, who was trying to slip away, and pressed him down beside her. These little brats were remarkably skilled at getting off topic.
Then Xu Mu turned and glanced toward Gu Qingfeng in the distance. She happened to catch sight of his extremely gloomy expression and immediately burst out laughing.
There were also a few young masters who, relying on their respectable family backgrounds, wanted to step forward and tease her. But after taking one look at the dozen or so burly guards behind her, each carrying a weapon, they dejectedly abandoned the idea.
The next second, a high-pitched whinny rang out. To evade Su Xiang’s mallet, Yang Qian caused her horse’s entire front half to rear into the air, narrowly avoiding the swinging club.
“Master Chen, you are overthinking this. Since the Chen family wishes to maintain ten years of peace with my Li family, naturally I must accept it. Otherwise, I would be rejecting the Chen family’s goodwill.” Li Fei raised his eyes slightly and spoke with indifference.
Yin Yi could not understand how such an inefficient form of communication had managed to produce so many outstanding talents.
By an unfortunate coincidence, that scene had taken root in his mind. Now, at this very moment, it had surfaced beyond his control. Together with Dong Ru’s two soft breasts, which were on the verge of springing free, it kept swaying before his eyes from time to time.
Seeing that the situation was turning unfavorable, the team leader immediately rushed to seize the ball. But I stopped him.
Professor Wu took a specially made magnifying glass from inside his clothes. His gentle gaze moved inch by inch across the landscape painting.
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He ignored everyone else and simply crouched beside her, taking her hand and quietly staying at her side as he always did. Yet at this moment, he had lost his usual composure and dignity. His eyes were filled with anxiety and fear, and his face had turned as pale as Dong Ru’s.
Compared with corpse refinement, however, cultivating oneself was simply far too slow—far inferior to the shortcut offered by refining corpses.
Fan Shuiqing and Lü Fei were utterly dumbfounded. They had indeed heard before that live streaming was extremely popular, but that had only been hearsay. They had never truly grasped what it was like in reality. Now, watching the viewer count soar continuously, they were struck by an enormous shock.
“Ha... half a month.” I reluctantly gave him the time frame, already guessing what he was about to say.
“This is a high-end program focusing on the study of classical poetry,” the man said as he walked. “Your job is to highlight the guests’ scholarly and learned image.”
“Really? What is it? Didn’t you say that the grand sealing ceremony for the exit of the hell passage in the ancient tomb of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva on Mount Jiuhua required the iron alms bowl of the Alms-Bowl Arhat? I finally managed to get it!” Zhu Yingtai declared proudly, delighted by her victory.
If all you did was make people work without offering them any benefits, you might be able to hold your subordinates’ loyalty through personal charisma for a while. But over time, surely no one would be willing to follow such a superior.
“Stop spouting useless nonsense. I just want to fight you! So what do you say? Shall we arrange a match?” Zhang Kuang’s sharply defined face showed not the slightest trace of joy. After all, Zhang Kuang, who had always strived to surpass everyone in every respect, had lost to Ling Feng in the race to graduate, despite Ling Feng entering school later than him. Of course, neither of them could compare with the young master Tian Yan.
The Divine Master studied the miraculous conch. After several days, he observed that it had changed from a dull object into something clear and beautiful. He also noticed that the mist and vapor within the white hole had visibly diminished. From this, he inferred that the conch possessed the ability to absorb mist and vapor currents.
There were certainly fellow disciples somewhere within the Misty Marsh. Just moments ago, the tracking disk hanging from her waist for ease of observation had flashed several times, and six points of light had illuminated in different directions.
When Chen Chen recalled the sinister techniques Zhong Meiyan and the others had used that night, even he felt a chill of alarm.
Fifteen minutes later, the third-tier squad completed its rotation and went up onto the city wall to fight. The zombie army continued sending large numbers of low-level zombies to attack the city, while the fourth- and fifth-tier zombies mixed among them were relatively few.
Sure enough, she discovered a household in the woods to the west. The place was sinister to an extreme even in broad daylight. Unable to resist the temptation, she walked over and, seeing that the wooden door stood open, entered out of curiosity.
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He must have discovered long ago that she had secretly left the house for Ward Fern Forest. After all, the place where the two of them had reunited was the Nanrio Ridge Canyon, and he had been the one to tell her about that route.
Although Wang Li, Cao Cao, Yuan Shao, and the others had once broken into the palace and rescued both me and the Emperor, thereby saving my life, none of them showed me the slightest respect. They were even cold toward me. My second elder brother, He Miao, had died tragically at the hands of the rebel army under their command.
“Of course you can leave the hospital. The operation went very well. You’ll be discharged before long.” Duo’er’s mother loved touching her forehead, as though only by doing so could she set her mind at ease.
In the great training ground, ten round tables had been placed atop a temporary platform. These were all the main tables.
The appointed battlefield lay along the shore of Bird Island on Lake Kawaguchi. From there, one could look up and see the whole of Mount Fuji, turn one’s head and see the more-than-one-thousand-meter bridge spanning the lake, or look down and see Mount Fuji reflected in the water.
That was why Elder Eight felt no pain at all about wasting some resources now. In any case, they were tribal resources, and their waste had nothing to do with him.
A strong warrior had to cut through thorns and obstacles all the way forward. Battles without the slightest challenge were of no benefit whatsoever to one’s growth.
“Spread out and ascend the mountain. Kill every human you find, but none of you are to think of hiding the treasures for yourselves!” the Venerable-level captain roared harshly.
Just as everyone was bewildered, Lin Xiu glanced toward the rear. Looking at Baili Zhishui, who was seated there, he smiled and said,
Yang Tian had no choice but to steel himself and follow Nie Dingtian into the villa. Without waiting for him and Wushuang to question him, Yang Tian immediately told them the whole truth: Zhao Yi had called someone in the bathroom and said that he was going to cripple him.
As Yun Feiyang charged across the suspension bridge, the afterimage faded away. One plank after another shattered beneath him and fell into the bottomless abyss below.
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