Chapter 69: Guiding the Head Teacher

Li Fang left with Liu Yili.

Wang Peng stayed home to continue copying Journey to the West.

He did not know how long he had been writing until the ink in the refill finally ran out.

He replaced it with a new refill, counted the number of grid manuscript sheets, and multiplied it by the character count per sheet.

"One refill wrote 10,035 characters. Not bad."

He stretched his sore wrists and resumed reading Journey to the West.

At the Chen household.

The dining table was occupied by the three members of the Chen family and Li Fang.

"Xiaofang, have another piece of meat." Liu Yili used a spoon to scoop up a large spare rib and carefully placed it in Li Fang's bowl.

"Auntie, I really can't eat anymore." Li Fang's face turned slightly red.

Her stomach was uncomfortably full. She had already eaten her fill, but helpless against Liu...

This caused Lin Yunyin's eyes to widen involuntarily. She looked at Ling Feng with some astonishment, her curiosity growing stronger by the moment.

"What are you doing?" Ling Feng observed his surroundings and discovered quite a few traps here; for the moment, he had no way of understanding all of them.

Along the way, Ling Feng did not stop. Red lights meant nothing to him. The most urgent task right now was to find Du Youyou, as this group of people was clearly targeting her.

"Alright, check everything she has on her to see if you can find anything verifying her identity. I'm heading to the hospital now; you follow those doctors to the hospital," Yi Dong said.

Luo Anning and Fu Shaoquan exchanged glances and sighed helplessly in their hearts. If they had a choice for relaxation, they would rather sleep soundly at home than attend such a boring banquet.

Yanran had feelings for him; surely he must have sensed something? But why hadn't he reacted at all?

In truth, the tone and feel of Ling Feng's speech were not particularly like her father's, yet they carried a very warm sensation.

Yet he suspected her, and when she tried to explain, he refused to believe her, endlessly insulting her while simultaneously refusing to let her go.

Upon receiving Xiaoshangkong's instructions, Xu Fei immediately returned to her room to prepare the potion. She would be able to finish it in just ten minutes.

Zhou Lin looked with a puzzled expression at the person exerting force in front of him, while a ghost-faced shield blocked the space between Zhou Lin and the strange figure.

As dusk fell and the mountain paths grew treacherous, the officials and their entourage found it inconvenient to travel down the mountain at night. They decided to eat, drink, and stay at the village chief's house, waiting until dawn to descend.

In fact, among all these dishes, Shen Yanbo only cared to eat one or two; the rest had all been ordered for her.

Throughout Hang Yi's narration, Xin Na's expression went through various transformations. Astonishment, suspicion, fear, and unease flickered across her face in turn. Finally, she covered her mouth, her eyes widening to their absolute limit, paralyzed with shock.

"Look! Ahead!!" Shenbao, clutching Lieyan's thigh, suddenly cried out, his pitch-black, bean-like eyes glowing with an almost greenish light.

Gao Shiman hurriedly led her people to follow them to the Gao estate. With Yun Niang's reassuring words, her heart settled greatly. She thought to herself that once inside the estate, if this woman surnamed Lu still tried to cause trouble, she herself was not someone to be bullied easily, especially with a princess backing her up.

Yan Chen was in a dazed state, having completely forgotten about danger and self-preservation. Slowly crawling up from the bed, his fair and handsome face was now suffused with an unusual flush, a suspicious red glow lingering there and stirring chaotic confusion in anyone who saw it.

On many occasions, I ran into Gu Yingdeng returning to her maiden home. Her work in the film and television industry had completely ground to a halt, as if she were genuinely preparing to become a full-time housewife at home.

Lieyan and Tiankuang exchanged glances, nodded, and leaped forward, sliding all the way down along the winding cavern.

Sure enough, looking at the expressions of the Yang family members, they were as colorful as could be. Especially Yang Yuan, whose heart was shaken with disbelief, his aged face changing expressions in an instant. His focus and attitude toward Qin Yang shifted immediately from contempt to high regard.

A few words from Scotland left Di Rong somewhat speechless. He wanted to retort, but found nothing to say.

Now, seeing a bronze coffin here, identical in style and floating in the void, could it be related to his past life?

"Wu'er, we need to have a proper talk." Qiu Tian approached her, looking at her very seriously.

Once the deed was done, the Third Elder would simply hand him over to the blood bats, leaving no dead bodies to bear witness, and the matter would thus be concluded.

"I feel so dizzy... I didn't get seasick, so why am I getting landsick?" Barely finishing the sentence, the big-headed soldier tumbled forward with a loud *thud*, eating dirt.

From then on, Wu Zhenhao began to pay attention to Feng Tian and his independent battalion, intending to align with the military department at the appropriate time.

"For the sake of our mission, we have no other choice..." The fairy Nishang's voice shifted bizarrely, as if many voices were superimposed together, brimming with infinite magnetic charm yet inspiring deep dread.

It turned out to be such a beautiful thing—so beautiful that it surpassed all the scenery in the world, so beautiful that after just one glance, one never wished to look away, and so beautiful that one's heartbeat involuntarily accelerated.

Although Xue Jasmine had doubts, she did not voice them. Years of married life had allowed her to thoroughly understand Xu Tianlin's temperament; if the situation had not reached a certain level of severity, he would have explained in detail.

The Queen Mother felt helpless, sighing that this child was her predestined nemesis, bringing one disaster after another upon her since birth. Knowing that further talk was futile after the Jade Emperor departed, she sealed off the Jade Pond and said no more.

The fact that the Elven race itself was disinclined to participate in the national disputes of Oslo was perhaps partly due to the human empires lacking sufficient courage to actively provoke this ancient and terrifying Elven Empire.

The Black Bear Spirit revealed its true black bear form. Standing several zhang tall, with two faint bulges on its back, it continuously exhaled demonic clouds from its mouth to refine a banner.

Perhaps some martial arts experts could achieve this through formidable battle qi and advanced techniques, but very few soldiers among the Behemoth Orcs could do so, and thus doom befell them.

This time, the Jin Dynasty had truly lifted a rock only to drop it on its own feet. However, the demon clan's Lu Ya and Kunpeng had already made their decision, ordering the demon clan to fight the final battle of the Conferment of Gods at Huanglong Jade with the Song army. Consequently, Yue Fei led 500,500 Song troops to capture multiple cities in less than two months, pressing directly upon Huanglong.

The cave was neither very deep nor very large. Logically speaking, it should have felt stuffy, but in reality, it was refreshingly cool.