Chapter 44: The Dilapidated Courtyard

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The next day, as night fell, a wisp of cool breeze gently brushed against the loose men's attire worn by Shen He.
Qinyi had indeed handled matters impeccably.
This men's outfit cleverly outlined her heroic, dashing, and extraordinary bearing.
Had it not been known beforehand, anyone would find it hard to associate her with that gentle and poised eldest young miss of the Shen family.
"My lady, is this really going to be all right?" Guyu stood behind Shen He, lowering her voice with a trace of unperceived worry.
Shen He nodded gently, her gaze resolute: "Rest assured, you stay here. If anyone comes looking for me, just say I have already fallen asleep."
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Tingyin Tower, the music house hidden within the bustling capital...
Seeing Zhang Donglin step forward instantly, Lin Shen Si Hai was already too late to react.
During the recess, Li Zhaoge summoned Mei Ande, the chief grand eunuch who had long been waiting outside the princess's mansion. After giving him explicit instructions, she waved her hand and dismissed him.
With a crisp "bang," the bullet precisely collided with the incoming bullet, mutually neutralizing that formidable force.
Putting aside the fact that Shangguan Wanyu had always held a secret crush on him, even for the sake of their four years of camaraderie as classmates, he was more than willing to spend this money.
"Ha, farewell, everyone," the Spirit Emperor laughed aloud, flapping his wings and transforming into a stream of light flying toward the distant night sky, instantly leaving behind only a single speck of light.
Shanyuan Guanzhi looked toward the lake. Although it was night, the artificial lake was only about a meter deep, and the water was crystal clear to the bottom. The ornamental fish kept inside were motionless at the moment, like hibernating creatures, all resting flat at the bottom of the pond.
He Cheng suddenly collapsed to the ground like a puddle of mud, all his hysterical struggles and unwillingness abruptly vanishing. He was completely drained of even a shred of mental strength.
However, compared to his strength in other aspects, this intelligence was far too lacking, not on the same level at all. One could only say that his growth value in terms of intelligence was far lower than the other stats.
Stepping onto the battle stage meant that both sides were willing to fight a fair battle. As long as lives were not taken and cultivation bases were not crippled, they could fight to their heart's content upon the stage.
Yet Luo Qingchen truly had no way of dealing with them at all; this was precisely what Luo Qingchen found most vexing.
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That flood-dragon spirit had been able to undergo the dragon-transformation tribulation within a mere three thousand years, and the pure faith provided by the people of this village was an indispensable contribution.
The reason he had just called Red Bean his aunt's sister was simply because he wanted to strike up a familiar relationship with her, seeing as Red Bean looked even prettier than Zhou Layue.
"You actually didn't fall under the delusion!" The old woman looked at Zhou Tingshan, the only one whose consciousness remained clear, feeling somewhat surprised.
After the completed paintings dried, they were bound together, sheet by sheet, with a date marked on each. Sometimes Gu Zihan would even write a few sentences alongside them.
Perhaps someone had failed to close the door properly when leaving, for as Tan Zhenyuan and Lin Jiajia approached, they heard voices leaking through the crack of the door.
Ouyang Yi was definitely not a character to be trifled with! Should she really offend that person who might bring catastrophic destruction to BeiYue just because of her?
In the various reward competitions and battle processes of the later stages, he had also participated in almost all of them, and naturally, he had seen the actions of that Wu Murong deep within his eyes.
"Goddess of Love, Sister Eva is doing this for your own good. It's safer for you to stay at home and stay with the moon," Sophie also came over to persuade the Goddess of Love.
Chen Zui turned his head to look around. This was a path by the main entrance of the public cemetery, with few cars and people. He stepped off the road, crossed the row of windbreak trees by the roadside, and entered the wasteland.
In any case, there could not possibly be any problem with the result; Qian Li was indeed the biological son of this couple, and no matter where the test was conducted, that fact could not be altered.
At this, Su Nan burst into tears, his face full of raging fury, and pointed straight at Xu Die's nose, cursing viciously.
When this token was activated, he would be teleported back into this world as a member of the Black Ruins Faction, taking over Harvey Mo's quota to conduct a ruin exploration—the objective of the exploration being the medium-sized ruin mentioned in the description.
Unlike the daytime when Fan traversed space in a manner suspected of divine ability, the Desolate Dragon Emperor relied on his physical strength to directly break free from gravity and appear in the universe.
Amidst this rhythm, the group of six who had slept for three days and three nights slowly woke up and opened their eyes. In their field of vision was the familiar white ceiling.
Some people did not return to the Witch Star after accepting the trials; instead, they remained in the trial grounds, establishing their own sects and forming their own distinct styles.
"Damn it! Such venomous trickery." Lin Fei formed a dharma seal in his palm, waved his powerful arm, and a fist-shaped phantom smashed into Director Zhao's face, knocking him flat onto the ground.
"Abbess, we must trouble you to arrange quarters for us." Lin Fei flicked his finger, and the Queen Mother of the West's reply landed in the hands of Abbess Kuji.
After the cocktail party began, everyone did nothing more than toast each other, leave contact information, and chat casually. Su Nan observed Qin Wentian for a long time from the side, then suddenly picked up a glass of white liquor and walked over with it in his hand.
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Song Yu constantly avoided talking to fools, because fools would drag one down to their level of intelligence and then defeat one with their formidable, relentless nagging.
Lansa, who was in charge of hand gestures at the front, had long since cried into a tearful mess, but she still gritted her teeth and persisted, refusing to let the children's painstaking efforts go to waste.
"All right, stop messing around, Qingshu." The ghostly man stepped in, supporting himself against the door frame. His steps were feeble, and his complexion was ashen—a fellow plagued by lingering illness. Liu Zhaorong glanced at him briefly and could immediately tell that his physical condition was extremely unpromising.
Hearing Liu Zhaorong's words, Sikong Yan felt a somewhat unpleasant sensation in his heart. He had a vague premonition that what she said was related to the invisible barrier between her and himself. But... what on earth was it? The God-Lord Shaoyang was puzzled.
"What?" Jimo Qinglian felt that her customarily clever brain was somewhat failing to keep up with this fool's train of thought.
With a crisp "zing," Yuxie's fingers gently plucked the strings, producing a clear and melodious sound that was exceptionally soaring. Everyone felt their minds and souls tremble, as if a blade had fiercely stabbed into their hearts.
The onlookers of insect enthusiasts were packed three layers deep, and many in the courtyard still could not squeeze in. Fortunately, the insect lovers all possessed high cultivation; despite the crowd being large, it was not noisy, and only nervous breathing churned like bellows.
Countless layers of light shields instantly shattered like crystal mirrors, fragile beyond endurance. The speed of the thunder thorn did not decrease by the slightest bit, nor did its sharpness diminish in the least; instead, it increased by a fraction.
Tearing off the final sheet of the calendar, Tian Lu suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of melancholy rise within him.
At first, Tie Qi had used trust to instigate conflicts between "Where Do You Come From" and Shi Shouxi. Yet his own subordinates had abandoned him precisely for this reason.
Upon hearing this, Prefect Xu did not rush to arrest Teaching Assistant Jiang, but hurriedly ordered the bailiffs to go to the detention cell and release Qin Xiong.
Aside from being guarded by the Hundred-Armed Giants and sealed by triple bronze gates, Tartarus also perpetually wandered at the very bottom of the abyss to suppress these sinners.
Yv Jinglan had initially let her come here entirely with the purpose of making her recall the past. Chu Mofeng's condition was merely one of the catalysts among them.
Zhen Shiming's words immediately drew the attention of Shen Lang and everyone around him. They successively pulled on their horse reins, bringing the mounts beneath them to a halt.
In the midst of a completely uninhabited wilderness, there was a patch of clean and tidy land enclosed by neat fences.
"Rest for a while, and go to sleep later, understand?" Luo Yicheng commanded with a cold face, then carried the empty bowl into the kitchen.
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