Chapter 58 What did she do to Sister Mianmian?

"Sister Mianmian! Where on earth are you?"

Fu Yanchi's voice echoed over the narrow, crisscrossing paths, tinged with a trace of anxiety.

He did not miss a single corner along the roadside, yet wherever his gaze fell, that familiar figure was nowhere to be seen.

Logically speaking, he had clearly witnessed Luo Yunmian heading in this direction—how could she possibly have vanished?

Intuition told him that Luo Yunmian had not turned back.

Fu Yanchi halted in his tracks, as if suddenly...

Su Kong instinctively sensed safety, muttering vaguely that although the defensive power of his ninth-tier Turtle Breathing Technique was weak, it was still somewhat inadequate against monsters with a combat strength reaching the Innate Realm.

Bai Nian was worried about Fu Hancheng's injuries and hurriedly wanted to get out of bed to check on him. Fu Hancheng quickly pressed her down. Due to the sudden and intense movement, she was seized by a fit of coughing.

Jia Xi was released, and his body slammed straight onto the ground, producing a massive "thud."

The next morning, Ye Chen packed up and got ready for school. Xiao Yao leaped down from the second floor full of vitality, and seeing him like this, Ye Chen knew he had recovered his spirits.

"No, I just want to know what on earth you can actually understand! You probably can't even recognize half of the characters on it!" Old Man Lu was truly anxious, resorting even to such a crude method of goading.

Back then, she had even wanted to trade Spirit-Solidifying Flowers with the old man for Bone-Washing Flowers, only for the other party to give them all to her in the end.

Initially, Chu Hong did indeed feel a tiny bit of unfamiliarity, considering that the Fiora hero was no longer used as frequently as before.

Looking at the hand of the clock pointing to two-thirty in the morning, Ye Chen sighed, took out his phone, and dialed Xu Feng's number.

Compared to a little over a year ago, his combat power had not increased much, gaining only a slight boost brought by Armament Haki.

Yin Gezhi found it strange and followed her gaze, only to see the wind rustling the trees outside the window, with the fallen leaves of early autumn swirling about, and nothing else.

Wang Ming bestowed starry divine power for the believers to enjoy, set the four heavenly gates to their respective tasks, and then came beneath the divine tree.

The conversation finally concluded, and Ge Feng came out, casting her a meaningful glance. Yun Qiyue smiled back at him mischievously.

Yun Qiyue also curiously turned her head to look at the person beside her, while he merely stared fixedly at Alang with deep eyes, revealing no further emotion.

To be honest, many people would not understand this kind of emotion. In fact, it is related to the education received and the environment in which one grew up. People are shaped by their company, just as those near vermin are stained red. The Japanese invaders during the War of Resistance were extremely ferocious, yet after surrendering, they lived in constant terror—people remained the same people, but in a different environment, their mindset changed instantly.

Bo Yin gave her assurance, and I smiled as I followed behind him and sat by his side. The car set off, heading all the way toward a safe place.

I went to the bathroom to wash up, and upon coming out, I picked out a pair of overalls to wear, along with a pair of white sneakers.

There was no one in the restroom. Si Junhao shoved Ai Mu right in front of the washbasin, pressing his body closely against hers.

Therefore, Qin Xiaowei had gotten battered and bruised right from the start. During one sample test, due to substandard roller machining, an unlocking deviation occurred, causing the entire gun to explode and nearly blinding Qin Xiaowei, who was conducting the test personally.

With that, ignoring Si Junhao, he dragged Ai Mu aside to sit down, and then went to fetch a hair dryer to help dry her hair.

Swish, swish—everyone paid no attention to who was speaking, focusing entirely on the content of the words, and thus directed their gazes unanimously toward the man on the side.

Yesterday, while staying at the inn, the lighting had been somewhat dim. At that time, it only felt as though Cheng Ziluoyao was beautiful and heart-stirring.

So Duan Zhang had deliberately called her just to remind her about tomorrow's contract signing? She truly hadn't expected him to be even more anxious about this matter than she was.

"Win, and I'll tell you what you want to know." Lian Yan'kai's voice was exceptionally faint, yet it carried an unyielding dominance.