Volume 1, Chapter 56: The Time Was Too Short, It Wasn't Brother Chen

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Thinking of her horse... Suddenly turning her head, she saw her own horse tethered in the back yard, pawing the ground somewhat irritably, churning the mud beneath its hooves just like her current mood.

At this sight and in this setting, she could not help but feel both sorrowful and furious... and her teeth actually itched with vexation!

"Oh my, what on earth happened to this young lady to make her look like this? Could she have taken a tumble in the woods?"

Nearby, a village woman whose chest looked as though it had just been beaten by ten strong men looked at Bai Yuxiang's appearance, asking with a mixture of concern and curiosity.

Bai Yuxiang had just been pinned to the ground and rubbed into the dirt by Li Chen, taking a thorough beating. Her clothes were disheveled, and there were even blades of grass stuck in her hair.

However, being so fiercely and tenderly...

Furthermore, quite a bit of information was dug up by others. The banquet that Shen Hanshi had brought her to last time was attended by many prominent figures, and someone recognized her, exposing online that she was indeed the wife of Shen Hanshi from the Shen Corporation.

"What?" Sheng Xuzhe widened his eyes, his amber pupils clearly reflecting Yu Qingtong's face. Surely he hadn't heard wrong.

The car drove into a secluded villa. The last time Chen Luyao had come, she was bound and hadn't been able to see what the surroundings looked like. Looking at the scenery around them now, it truly was breathtaking.

While the numerous students were engaged in lively discussions, the various peak masters, elders, and teachers were also communicating with one another, each wearing an expression of deep shock.

The window beside the elevator was slightly ajar, and a breeze blew in. The wind, as summer approached, was not cold, carrying instead a refreshing coolness.

"No need! I assume you don't have the guts anyway!" Bian Dong was merely going through the motions, his main purpose being to check on Chu Dongtian's condition. Because that crazy old man resided in the herb garden, if the dispatched handymen failed to complete the watering on time, the crazy old man would likely slaughter them on the spot.

Fu Min was momentarily stunned, then raised her gaze to look at the man ahead, an indescribable feeling swirling in her heart.

As the master of the Martial Academy, Leng Chen's wits were by no means simple! Leng Chen understood better than anyone that regarding today's matter, no matter how he acted—whether he took a step back or stood firm to the end—he had already placed himself at a disadvantage.

It was not until she stepped into the Deity Transformation realm and investigated various secret accounts that she finally learned a tiny fraction of the true secrets and mysteries.

Meanwhile, several thousand miles away from the Daoist Academy's mystic realm, within the vast and boundless wilderness, a few figures were drawing closer to the Daoist Academy's mystic realm.

Qing Hong quietly withdrew his hand, playfully pinching Huo Lingfeng's prominent nose. With a slight roll of his bright eyes, he looked at his thin, ruddy lips. Thinking of the deep kiss from the previous night, his finger gently poked the soft, tender lips, almost as if he wanted to puncture those red lips that had been teasing him.

Who knows how much time had passed, but in any case, Pan Yuhong felt that the time was exceedingly long. Mei Xuelian, who was crafting the token, finally made a sound—and a successful one at that.

In reality, he understood in his heart that the clientele of Jiang Shuyao's pet shop and that other pet shop were actually quite different.

"You want to leave me? Absolutely not." Bai Shaozi slanted the corners of his eyes, carrying a trace of wickedness, his flawless facial features radiating a faint glow.

At this moment, there was also a tiger, and because of the corpse of its companion, it appeared even more enraged. Xue Qiong waved his hand impatiently: "Attack together." In an instant, countless hidden guards emerged from their hiding spots, simultaneously pouncing toward the tiger. Finally, someone brought a cage and forced the live tiger into it.

During this lengthy process, Zhuohua also finally succeeded in fusing the light blade into her sword techniques, gradually figuring out a rudimentary method to combine incantations with sword strikes.

Leng Qingqing also stared intently at the needles in Ximen Piaoxue's hands without even blinking, and so did everyone else.

"I, I want to take you as my master." Xiyin Guli looked at her with a gaze full of firmness, the brilliance emanating from those eyes almost scorching Zhuohua.

The enormous sword-qi storm kicked up endless spatial fragments, and the sound of the explosion was enough to make one's scalp begin to tingle.

Yet it was just hanging there... resembling an upstart showing off their wealth in the most blatant manner, though the surrounding furnishings were uniquely styled, appearing exceptionally elegant.

"Let the body double in? Call Jinli, Yutuo, and Imperial Physicians Huang and Liu over as well," Sheng Yanhang issued yet another command.

Chen Yan paused for a moment, then couldn't help but burst into hearty laughter. He felt that this was the Ying-ge he truly knew.

The Holy Emperor sat back in the main seat and fell into deep contemplation, unexpectedly making no move to introduce Li Chengqian for quite a while.

After preparing the stones, Lan fixed his gaze on the vertical curtain of the great waterfall, discovering that the great waterfall in Holy Soul Village was much larger than the one in Taoli Village.

After giving a few instructions to Cheng Tianxiang and Fatty Fenghuang, telling them to look after the company well, Chen Yan prepared to leave.

On this particular night, many people who usually did not watch television turned on their sets to watch these two dramas.

Not only was Lady Cui dumbfounded, but Cheng Chuli was also utterly bewildered! When did our relationship get so good? Just a moment ago, your grandson was thrown onto the street by me! Are you trying to repay kindness with enmity?

Hua Zhengxiu inquired warmly with a smile on his face, brighter than the sunshine, as if he had just picked up a piece of silver.

In the distance, on the peak of a mountain, Cheng Chuli had set up a military telescope and began observing Songtsan Gampo's military camp.

There was simply no help for it, as the ground was paved with porcelain! Moreover, it was the kind of high-end porcelain that gleamed brightly enough to reflect a person's silhouette.

Furthermore, Jia Side had later learned that all the matters of contacting the mountain bandits and sea pirates were handled personally and spearheaded by Shi Jun. To say that Shi Chun helped meant merely that Shi Jun had borrowed the name of Shi Chun, the commander of the Infantry Garrison.

And this was precisely the moment the other party enjoyed the most. Ye Qi even guessed that if he put on a slightly more wretched and distressed appearance, the other party would likely prolong this period by another dozen minutes or so.

Stepping into the carriage at the entrance and looking at the money bags filled with Gimptons inside the carriage, the tension and trembling in Hank's heart instantly vanished completely. He grabbed a money bag and clutched it tightly to his chest.

The final blooming of the Purple Molten Fire did not disappoint Lin Feng with its power. Such might was probably capable of even severely injuring a Tribulation-stage cultivator; as for dealing with Yin Wuhua of the late Mahayana stage, could it completely annihilate him in one fell swoop?

Lin Feng had packed his gear early on, then walked out of his front door carrying what looked like a rather heavy large package.

"Dead or alive?" Liu Shoucai gritted his teeth, narrowing his eyes to look in that direction, his hands locked tightly into the ground. A succession of wind pressures washed over his ears, causing his eardrums to ache slightly, much like circling at low altitude in an airplane dozens of times.