Chapter 29: My Cousin-in-Law from a Previous Life

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The new school year officially began today. At 7:50 a.m., the preparatory bell rang, and Wang Peng entered the classroom. The small room was packed, with students squeezed shoulder to shoulder, a dense sea of heads. If the classroom were a sunflower, the students would be the unripened seeds within. On the right side of the second row stood four desks; a chubby boy sat by the window, with an empty seat next to him. Although the other two desks were unoccupied, they held a pink backpack and a jacket, clearly claimed by someone. As Wang Peng walked toward the empty seat, the noisy classroom suddenly fell silent, and his classmates stared at him. Being the center of attention was not a pleasant feeling. Wang Peng, however, remained indifferent. He sat down next to the chubby boy and pulled out his third-year textbook... The dragon-shaped monster bit its lip in terror, yet its eyes seemed to convey a wealth of unspoken words. Su Mingyue had just arrived at the courtyard gate when she caught a glimpse of the hem of a peach-colored garment belonging to Lady Lu, who had just vanished from sight. As for the enemy choosing to establish a defensive line right there, it seemed perfectly logical to Yelu Yeshi; after all, if the local bandits did not want to be mercilessly slaughtered by the warriors of the Great Jin Kingdom, their only recourse was to consolidate their remaining forces and mount a desperate resistance. "Since my daughter-in-law was able to come here alone, how could her courage be something a father could fathom?" Having returned to her usual form of address, Li Fengniang, now certain that she had finally grasped the weakness of Emperor Xiaozong, seemed to have regained her pride. Xu Yang had calmed down, but what about Huang Zhong? He remained deeply shaken. What kind of power was this? How could those three points of light appear within the camp without even him, a Saint-level warrior, sensing them? Just as he was engrossed in his game, Director Qin arrived behind him with a file, watching him play "Fight the Landlord" in silence. Furthermore, since Lu Zihan mentioned that Liu Yulian called that person "Zhang Lang," he was even more certain that the man was Zhang Jian. Chu Nan did not know why she had said that, and as a result, Leng Ruyan ignored her for the better part of the day.

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Moreover, Xu Yang was not lonely at the Xuanyuan family, for Xu Mo was there too! The two of them spent their days enjoying life at the Xuanyuan estate, though in Xu Yang’s own words, he was merely watching the house for Xuanyuan Chunqiu. She also suspected that the identity he had revealed to them was somewhat inflated, and that his true background might be even more formidable than he had let on. Mu Shaohe was not in a rush; everyone there was of high quality, and wasn't it better to work alone? Who likes having incompetent teammates? The Demon Right General asked the Demon Left General a few more questions, and after instructing the Demon Physician to take good care of the latter, he departed. "Bah! When I went to buy her lunch, this slut tried to flirt with another man. Once others exposed her, she had no shame left!" Dazhuang spat on his wife, hitting his mark, and then shook his leg with a gloating, malicious glee. The Wise Prince shook his head: "No need. There are others who care about this news more than I do." He wanted to see how the Emperor would react. No wonder some were beginning to stir; it had been many years, and the New Water River had long since been able to stir up new vitality. "Once Song Xiang has had his fill of her, he will dump her sooner or later," Du Fei said with absolute certainty. The Yan Qiubai of the past was just like this... Tables have turned, and now it was her turn to repay that sentiment. "I know you are meticulous and always handle affairs properly. If the task is completed well, you will naturally be rewarded. Do you understand the Empress Dowager's intentions regarding Consort Liu?" the old nanny asked. In this round, Miaoyun was likely calculating her own schemes, using her as a pawn to bite into the General’s Mansion, just as she was using the opportunity to test the General’s Mansion herself. "No need for formalities!" The old Lady of the Brave and Valiant Marquis quickly waved her hand, stepping forward to personally help Ji Shangxie up. Zhuo Lingfeng claimed it would not be difficult to deal with the Divine Beast Clan. Yan Ming and the others were skeptical, so Zhuo Lingfeng patiently explained: as Yan Ming had mentioned yesterday, the Divine Beast Clan was only oppressing them out of necessity, as they were also facing a powerful rival. Invoking the underworld messengers was not an easy task, Gu Qihan said; it required a suitable time and the preparation of incense and offerings. Thus, he temporarily sealed the blood-eating ghost inside a ceramic horse, intending to deal with him when the time was right. This sinister smile was very similar to the one he had worn when he sat in the Ferrari earlier. I had long felt he was up to no good, though I hadn't figured out his true purpose until now. Monkey’s words seemed to be telling me that there had been many with the Golden Profound Body throughout history—many more powerful than I—yet none had possessed the ability to ascend to the status of Emperor. "Are you fucking trying to trick me?" At this point, the Buddha-like figure finally lost his composure. Moments ago, he had been mocking Zhuo Lingfeng for lacking brains, but with the sudden turn of events, he found himself checked by Zhuo Lingfeng instead.

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There are always a few mistakes in one's life, and for Xia Xiaoxiao, the greatest mistake during her brief life was meeting Beigong Yu. "Dark Palace, we are coming!" Mang-di looked toward the west, a familiar smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. I sighed; a while ago, I felt I was on the verge of breaking through to the Profound Realm, but recently, there hasn't been the slightest sign of progress. "If that is the case, why haven't you turned yourself into a bad person yet?" Ji Shangxie asked. "I know, but I fear that if I avert my gaze from you, I will regret it for the rest of my life," Murong Qingxue replied. Without looking up, Fan Hongdao knew who was questioning him; who else but Han Yanchang would raise such impractical objections? After I woke up, Wangyou, fearing I might be in low spirits, spoke and chatted with me every day about many things, so I knew it was impossible for Wangyou to have been in the Imperial Palace at that time. She missed her eldest sister and her second and third brothers dearly, wondering how they were doing and hoping they were thinking of her as well. "Could it be? The master of the God-Burial Palace is also such a madman. Looking at the situation, he seems to be on the verge of success. If he succeeds, it will surely bring a catastrophe upon the Nine Provinces," Murong Qingxue said worriedly. Fortunately, the city of the Divine Palace was large enough to accommodate the new armies of the Great Zhou and other nations. Otherwise, if the armies of all the Eastern Continent's nations had gathered there, they would have suffered greatly when the evil puppet army attacked, unable to retreat in time. I used my internal energy to protect the heart meridians of Gemalina and her unborn child, determined to save their lives even in the event of a difficult labor. Huangfu Beier ignored Murong Jiao's displeasure, straightened her clothes, and rose to open the door. Because the farm in the suburbs was quite far from the city, Yan Yeting pulled Liu Mengmeng out of bed early. Before she could even fully open her eyes, he shoved her into the car, went to Grain City University to pick up Tang Yin, and headed for the suburban farm. Although they did not flee in a panic as they had before, they were still somewhat timid, appearing deeply fearful of their master, Ye Ji.