Chapter 66

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Xia Mengning's cheeks burned scarlet, and she felt a fine layer of sweat breaking out all over her body. Her originally dry clothes now clung uncomfortably to her skin.
Leng Xiao turned around, but Jiuer was running blindly ahead without noticing that Leng Xiao had stopped. Unwittingly, she crashed right into him.
"You're the one who's sick! Damn it, your whole family is sick, and with epilepsy too! Get lost!" She was really something else. She had no idea whether he had come to comfort her or to infuriate her; his words were becoming more and more absurd.
I didn't know whether he genuinely thought that way or was just trying to curry favor, but this praise still made us feel quite comfortable. However, what? That group? Which group?
"I do know, of course, but who says allies must always help each other?" Chen Kuang flashed his pearly white teeth, his smile appearing thoroughly sinister to the other person.
"Chen Kuang, the next demonic tide should be in half a month, right?" Inside the powered vehicle, Chang Xue suddenly spoke up, her expression turning solemn.
For development, ideology and mindset are crucial. Without changing one's mindset, no matter how much money or relief the state provides, it will all go to waste; the mindset must be fundamentally transformed.
Like a helpless, desperate shriek, Lady Ge's voice was shrill and trembling. She managed to crawl toward the edge of the cliff, her tears falling like shattered beads from a broken string.
"Barbarians." He Danggui curled her lip, returned to her room to find a red-lacquered chopstick among the kitchen utensils, broke off the thicker end, and pinned it into a topknot identical to Zhenjing's.
Lei Bao walked toward the vehicle behind them—a Toyota Land Cruiser. Its windshield was somewhat dusty, but he could clearly see that the driver was a young woman.
"I wouldn't dare ~" Xu Ning said softly, pretending to look thoroughly frightened and panic-stricken.
With a wave of her hand, several eunuchs dragged two people forward, tossing them beside Wei Jiahang like dead dogs.
High above the boundless firmament, amidst rolling dark clouds, with a deafening crash, a massive bolt of purple lightning cleaved downward in response. While illuminating the world, it completely enshrouded Lin Feiyu.
Although today's banquet was a simple one, it allowed them to hear quite a few shocking pieces of news.
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Xing Shen followed into the bridal chamber, lifted the veil, and permitted the matchmaker to assist them in drinking the nuptial wine. Having finished this flurry of activity, before he could even cast a few more glances at Feng Qiwen, he was dragged off to the outer courtyard to offer toasts.
News of Jimmeng bearing children for the Yusha clan, the War Emperor clan, the Guxue Fox clan, and the Longyuan clan spread thoroughly across the Mirage Snow Realm, prompting numerous tribes to visit and offer their congratulations.
"I'll wait for you outside," Lin Yuexi said indifferently, turning to walk out. Qin Yanran glanced at her son and followed close behind.
The man in black did not even blink, seemingly accustomed to such bloodshed. He respectfully acknowledged the order and then retreated, vanishing once more into the dark night.
While appreciating the sight, she was also speculating on the newcomer's identity. Before Jimmeng could figure it out, the other party had already revealed their background.
To be safe, Feng Qiwen specifically sent Baishao ahead to Liu Hui's residence. Liu Hui had just returned from the morning court session, and Baishao personally invited him to come and serve as a witness.
It wasn't that I was afraid of anything—right now, I was in constant danger at every moment, simply because there were far too many people who wanted to kill both Cheng and me.
Only Gao Li's wife wept bitterly. At this moment, she knew that the Bodhisattva had truly been watching over her from the heavens all along.
Clever as he was, he could naturally guess the reason the three of them had just been given the cold shoulder: it was undoubtedly because of the inferior combat armor he wore. The pain of having one's scars reopened was excruciating, but turning the tables to lift one's head in pride now was, of course, uniquely satisfying.
About half a second later, the thick wooden door had completely vanished into thin air—the falling dust was automatically vacuumed into the resource recycling layer as trash by the house's stewardship system. And the scene inside the "bedroom" finally came into Lin Shu's view.
Behind the large door was merely a main hall of about two hundred square meters, with four iron doors in black, red, silver, and gold respectively facing the front of the hall. What aroused Liu Ye's suspicion was that the main hall was utterly empty and dead silent. The steady stream of people from just moments before was now completely invisible.
All of this was told to me personally by Dr. Shiyu while I was hospitalized at the National Medical College, which served as Dr. Shiyu's research institute.
Liu Ye felt a jolt of surprise, making it even harder for him to fathom Old Xu. No one else knew about the transaction between him and Jin Da, yet Baishao had only been dead for a single day, and Old Xu already knew it was his doing. The speed at which this news spread was terrifying.
"If I tell you to leave, then leave." Yuan Feng's tone suddenly turned stern. Liu Ying'er pouted and reluctantly got to her feet. The two hailed a hired mule cart and hurried toward the prime minister's estate.
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"These are the injuries you sustained back then!" Liu Ye stepped forward, observed closely for a moment, and asked.
Seeing Han Han's center of gravity lift upward without any suppression, Yunmeng Feixiang let out another snort. Stepping forward with his left foot, utilizing the "Treading Iron Shoes" technique, he heavily stamped down on Han Han's foot, pinning his body immobility.
In a flash, Leng Tianying vanished! No, he was moving at extreme speed. Just as I prepared to act, a tremendous force struck my body. I was knocked high into the air, and just as I was about to fall back down, Leng Tianying batted me back up into the sky once more.
"You!" The Emperor raised a finger, pointing at Wang Deming as he shouted in a low, furious tone. Wang Deming's cheeks turned crimson, and shrinking his neck in extreme dread, he cast a lingering, apprehensive glance into the hall, not daring to utter a response.
Slashing downward with a swift claw, the corpse-beast slammed a heavy palm into the ground. It smiled with smug satisfaction, but when it withdrew its limb, it was dumbfounded: the ground was completely empty, which meant its previous attack had completely missed us.
Ling Yun, however, was the first to realize something. He swiftly withdrew the hidden weapon he had been holding in his palm, and stepping forward with an unperturbed expression, he tugged at the sleeve of the bewildered Shen Yue, pulling him far away.
Regardless of whether what he said was true or false, Xu Mu still had to find some evidence to pin him down.
At this time of year, people had yet to shed their padded cotton winter garments. Looking at Erbanxian, he was already drenched in sweat, letting out a long sigh as he slumped into a chair, utterly drained of strength. Jingxian hurriedly handed him a towel, and I casually offered a cup of hot tea.
Qingshuang's body, under Bi'er's meticulous care and Zeng Shaocong's conditioning, was growing increasingly healthy.
Although Qingpi didn't say much, Qin Yang could still perceive the displeasure on his face. He didn't dare to act too presumptuously around Qingpi; regardless, this was the Daxing Gambling House. Even though military intelligence was urgent and allowed for not the slightest negligence, provoking Qingpi was not necessarily a good thing. Qingpi's style of conduct and ruthlessness were likely no less than his own.
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