Chapter 34: Become the Physician of My Estate

Wang Rui had already arrived by car. A recent phone call had informed him that the fellow was swamped with work and needed his assistance, forcing Wang Rui to leave the leisurely atmosphere of the hot pot restaurant behind.

"Oh my, what a stunning beauty. The Cult Master will surely love her!" Nicholas walked up to Qing Lan, his eyes fixed on her, a trail of drool escaping the corner of his mouth.

It could be said that the purpose of such a large-scale martial arts arena was to satisfy the audience and collect ticket revenue. If they couldn't even manage that, how could they possibly operate a martial arts arena in the night market?

After Liu Mingyue flew off holding Mo Xixi, Ye Qingfeng stood up, walked slowly to Dawa's side, and slammed a kick into his waist.

Ye Dao did not know why the snake had suddenly turned to head in a different direction, but he had to speculate that the path it chose for its escape likely led to a water source; otherwise, it would not have acted with such determination.

If it were truly proven that he was a member of the Mowo family, he really wouldn't know where he should go or what he should do.

At dinner, Su Xia naturally sat with Enterprise to discuss the future development of the garrison.

Ye Dao wondered if he should find an opportunity to slip away; otherwise, being questioned by Huangfu Hua like this might actually cause trouble.

Long Ye'er was dressed in a white short shirt, reclining on the ground with a heroic air that somehow didn't feel unrefined.

"The places I patrolled were all perfectly normal, with nothing out of the ordinary. I thought the journey would be smooth, but after passing through a village, I lost consciousness and have only just woken up."

Meanwhile, a dark red spider hung in the air, its six pitch-black eyes appearing incredibly eerie.

Wang Huai did not tell Wang Yangyu that the secret training Wang Ming was participating in was a new experimental training method based on the techniques used by ghost messengers to train yin soldiers. Thus, relatively speaking, the elite training Wang Ming was undergoing carried a certain degree of danger.

"She must not care whether I live or die; saving me now was just a matter of convenience!" Aimo thought to himself. Even as an eighth-level mage, he might not have been able to withstand an attack of that magnitude.

Come to think of it, since the great upheaval of heaven and earth, Wang Huai had not been in contact with Lin Yao. He wondered how the disciple of the Medicine King Valley, who had once cured Wang Huai’s mother’s stroke, was faring now.

Because he had investigated Chi Yunye's background, Huang Hao was surprised to discover that he was not the first person to harbor such evil intentions toward her.

Aunt Liu, who had originally held a skeptical attitude, finally recognized the facts, though she felt a complex mix of emotions.

Feng Muye looked very much like Feng Jue and also a little like Ye Yunle. A beautiful child like him would always be favored by the elders.

Over these past few days, King Naye had tried every method, nearly crushing Su Feng’s ten fingers, yet he still would not utter a word of truth.

In fact, when Zhou Xiaotian arrived at the hospital, he had already notified the administration. Now, seeing the old man’s fury, Zhou Xiaotian had no choice but to nod, turn around, and lead the two of them straight to the director’s office.

The entire Ningyuan Marquis Mansion had long been like a bird startled by the mere twang of a bowstring. Seeing their young master carried back covered in blood, the servants whose indentures were not held by the mansion had already fled. There wasn't even anyone in the kitchen to boil water.

"There shouldn't be any issues. The old man hasn't been well lately and has been bedridden for a few days, leaving me to wait on him hand and foot," Fu Qishan said with a listless expression.

"So? Who ended up with the immortal-grade formation?" Yan Zi asked with a blank look.

With that, he started the car and slowly pulled out of the parking lot, while Sister Ying watched from behind.

As she spoke, Su Mianmian lowered her head, looking exactly like someone who knew they were wrong and shouldn't have lied.

Qian Yun looked at the girl lying on the bed. She appeared to be in a deep sleep, but he knew she wasn't, because he saw her eyelashes tremble slightly.

Speaking of which, this vulnerability was closely related to Zhao Mengmeng; it was she who had exposed it.

Ailian had also long since let go of her feelings for Ye Lingxiao and had officially gotten together with Shen Qianyue.

It did not have the same effect as the previous sword strike, which had carved deep, trench-like furrows into the ground.

Song Weili laughed at himself. In front of her, he was always the one destined to lose. Others thought that with his excellent qualifications, he should be invincible in love, but they didn't know that he was always the one retreating.

"However, the South Korean team is not easy to play against. The main players of the Sao Paulo U16 team, Lee Woo, Hamburg U16's Lee Jae-kang, and Monaco's Jung Chun-seok represent the absolute core of this year's South Korean U16 national youth team," Dong Xin analyzed.

The failure of the Beiyang Fleet had many causes, but we must acknowledge that the lack of ammunition and the poor quality of the ammunition itself had a significant negative impact on the fleet's ability to exert its full combat effectiveness, which is one of the important reasons that cannot be ignored.

She wondered, did this guy not want to be with me at all? Was he also forced by his parents, just like me? How could that be?

The place he thought of was the peach blossom grove. Letting her stay there would allow her to keep Kou Niang company, and it would be convenient for both of them to live there.

At the same time, he realized that the reason the Wind and Thunder Sect had lost so many tomb guards was likely due to this reason as well.

The newcomer was a young man. He had fair skin and a well-defined, handsome face, but between his sword-like brows, there was always an attractive air of determination. The youth was lean; though sturdy, he did not appear overly muscular. He wore a loose white robe, giving him an air of elegance.

In the following days, another person caused trouble while eating, but there was no need for Xu Mo and the others to step in. Other martial artists, annoyed by the interruption to their meals, threw the troublemakers out. Of course, to express his gratitude and encourage such behavior, Xu Mo waived the meal cost for those who had taken action.

Just as Song Weili was about to say more, his phone rang. It was a doctor from the hospital, telling him that Gu Meng had escaped.

According to the information he had, an ordinary zombie required a martial artist at the fifth level of the Earth Realm or higher to contend with it. If the ancestor of the Wang family had become a zombie, wouldn't it have been several hundred years? What kind of person could possibly subdue such a creature?