49 Rescuing Lu Xiaochi

Therefore, just as Fenghua was being carried away by this Commander Qingyun, traveling along a route through the treetops, it was he who tracked them and followed closely behind, while Wutian remained with the main force.

Because Han Shangqing’s loud commotion in the hospital room had drawn strong protests from fellow patients, she was moved to a single room. Han Shangyang stood to the side, embracing Emily, and watched as Jiang Liyun silently shed tears.

The King pondered and concluded that, regardless of whether the princess was genuine or fake, she was currently working for the welfare of the common people in the name of the former king, which brought benefits to the people and did no harm.

Desert weather changes in the blink of an eye. Just as the three maidens were admiring the scenery, suddenly, a fierce gale whipped up from a distant sand dune and swept straight toward the temporary base.

"I, this, I, um..." Well, what I wanted to say was that I had no idea how to feed him. But after hearing her say that if he wasn't fed immediately there would be no saving him, I became so nervous that my hands and feet were all over the place, and I couldn't even speak clearly.

In fact, I only realized now that it wasn't that the wind in the deep mountains was exceptionally chilly, but rather that any wind at night is very cold. Just like now, as I leaned against a massive block of ice, the wind swept mercilessly past me, and one sneeze followed another in rapid succession.

Actually, he wasn't being sensible; he was just mocking his little sister. Who told her to get so close to that weird uncle and make Mommy angry?

Thinking of this, she couldn't help feeling heartbroken and wept softly. Curiosity kills the cat; she shouldn't have come out to track Chu Haoxuan.

He lacked the courage to face her. He still remembered the message he had asked Lu Lu to pass on to Ye Li: even if the whole world leaves you, I will still be by your side.

Yu Haoyang exchanged glances with Ling Chen and Yang Shang, politely bowed to the white-uniformed nurse, said "Thank you," and then followed her to the bathroom to wash up.

His low, muffled voice carried a hint of spoiled playfulness—something unfamiliar, as he had never acted like this before.

Qin Yu was very patient. He walked back to his desk, sat down, and leaned lazily against the swivel chair, his well-articulated fingers gently resting on his slim phone as if it were a work of art.

A disdainful voice came from ahead. Looking up, Guizuka Momo was wearing loose sweatpants and a black T-shirt, holding a bottle of sports drink, her yellow eyes filled with utter disgust.

Could it be that there was a spy of his within the Marquis's estate, capable of inquiring about the internal affairs of the residence with such precision, knowing that the Marquis valued Madame Yun, and intending to use her as leverage against him?

Therefore, she shifted her focus directly to forging more evidence that would leave Lin Sangjiu with absolutely no way to make a comeback.

Originally, she had intended to highlight her strengths and avoid her weaknesses, but looking at it now, everything was a weakness, and she had no idea which one to patch up first.

Yet immediately, his speculation turned into relief. He focused intently on the distant figure of Tang Wulin, whose body was in constant spasm, wanting to see how this handsome youth would handle the violent and turbulent power raging within his body.

Jiyun frowned. If Miao Xian'er made such a threat, she could completely ignore it, but given Nanny Chen's words, she had to exercise a fair degree of caution.

As soon as He Ziqian saw this, he sighed inwardly. President Meng clearly looked like someone nourished by love and was currently in the honeymoon phase; anything said to him at this moment would likely be useless.

In fact, this Western reporter knew very well that even without her prompting, Ma Guoming would vigorously publicize this Chinese football player. "If I lose, I will give you what you want: the training video from Ze's base during the last interview, and the compiled clips of his stunning moments playing as a wing-back against the Alisara team."

"Sili Province must also be preemptively laid out; Henei and Dongjun are extremely important. Once something happens in Luoyang, they can be reached overnight." Jia Xu regarded Liu Bei as an equal and spoke eloquently.

"Xiao Zhenshan, I will not let you go! Don't think your son will be safe just because he went abroad; even to the ends of the earth, I will hunt him down, and I will make sure your Xiao family line is cut off." A fierce, ruthless look flashed across Lin Haicang's face, and the flames of rage blazed directly in his eyes.

This was a fallback plan, but Ling Yuan had no desire to use it. He did not want Longshan Sect to cower in some remote corner, nor did he want a place like the Wrathful Sea to become a mere refuge for fleeing; rather, he hoped it would become a secret realm for the Longshan Sect, contributing to its long-term development.

Law was likely the first in the team to notice, and he wasn't sure whether the cowboy was conscious of it yet, but he couldn't use the communication headset to confirm.

"It was just a small favor, and I already said I was going to find Ren Tianye anyway." Chuyang didn't feel anything was amiss. She naturally possessed this kind of personality—extremely sincere toward friends and expecting nothing in return.

After he killed the impostor posing as Diluoyang, his primary consciousness began to awaken. Whether it was Yang or Luo, they both understood the cause and effect of the matter by this point—meaning they truly realized the exact predicament their primary bodies were currently in.

As soon as the Jiuzhen grass appeared, its unique, exotic fragrance immediately overpowered the scent of the Ejuan flower. Compared to the Jiuzhen grass in Qin Yu's hand, which looked as though it had just been freshly picked, the Ejuan flower in Moxiao's hand looked withered and frost-bitten.

As for this method of cultivating one's own universe, how could Meng Xing possibly know? Even if he knew, there was nowhere to search for the treasures required. Human beings living in the lower realms, before attaining immortality, had universes within their consciousness seas that evolved naturally, with no one deliberately tending to them.

"Mr. Wang, please do not enter the operating room. This is a restricted medical area, and even I cannot enter casually. If you bring in bacteria and infect Chuyang, it might not be a big deal, but infecting your son wouldn't be good at all!" The tattooed man blocked Zhong Fabai from entering the operating room.

Ouyang Pengfei, who had circled back to the starting point like a bicycle show, had already realized something was amiss, especially when he entered the hairpin turn at the peak and vaguely heard an explosion, which spiked a sense of ominous foreboding in his heart.

Therefore, whenever he was notified of gatherings, he always found various excuses not to attend.

They strolled around with Lin Anle and also saw many senior students. However, upon seeing Lin Anle following behind Qingluo and Qingdai, flashes of surprise appeared in their eyes. It looked utterly incredible, and the way they looked at Qingluo and Qingdai carried a somewhat eccentric vibe as well.

Lu Liangren played for a while until she grew tired, then walked over with Byun Baekhyun to a table against the wall to grab a bite to eat.