Volume 1, Chapter 59: The Hezuo Beauty

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"No problem, you spent so much money on me just now, I will definitely make you feel that every penny was worth it!" Chen Fei said resolutely.

Every day at this time, the final radiance of the transition between day and night would cast itself upon the garden. Looking from afar, the flowers and plants across the entire garden seemed to be burning in a brilliant, fiery red.

The view suddenly opened up, and the map of the second-floor hall became much clearer. It was identical to the first floor, except that the corpses of two human soldiers lay on the ground.

I flusteredly wrapped the tattered rag around myself again and again, yet it still exposed a bit of skin. Having Prince Yu see me like this was out of absolute necessity for survival, but having a stranger see me later was something I certainly wouldn't be happy about. However, this was the only way for now; we had to find a populated place to get some clothes.

I was struck by a severe headache and heartache. Damn it, his singing was even worse than that guy Jay Chou's; I'd truly rather listen to Jingdong drums.

Yet within this chaotic fire, although the reversed airflow had lost its original pattern due to mutation, at its core it was still an infinitely expanding magical array, which ultimately could not escape the deduction of Yin and Yang.

On the first day of the third lunar month, the Qing army returned in triumph. On the second day of the fourth lunar month, the imperial court recorded the achievements of pacifying Qinghai. Glass Guild Hall.

Yet a bastard remains a bastard. Since he was already a heartless person, how could one expect him to do anything decent?

Donggo Miao'yi never expected she would be so bold as to throw herself into the Ninth Prince's arms in broad daylight.

The howling, biting cold wind was somewhat unbearable. Beyond the massive ice sheet lay layers upon layers of snow-capped mountains that stood year-round; this was a branch of the Hancong Mountains.

Before Jenny's voice had even faded, four fully armed, muscular men slowly stepped out from the formation.

Before long, Xu Yifux drove over. Gong Xianxian and Xia Fangyuan got into the car and drove to a nearby restaurant for a meal.

Hearing Fang Jinhong's words, Tang Luo understood instantly. This fellow assumed that once the shareholders' meeting was held, he would be completely finished, so he ran over to gloat in front of him.

Upon hearing Lin Yu's voice, Lin's father, Lin's mother, and Mo Ya exchanged glances, a flash of pleasant surprise appearing in each of their eyes.

Xia Fangyuan also understood the principle that humans are like iron and food is like steel. Although she had zero appetite, she still nodded gently, took the steamed bun, and took a few bites.

"A vase is just something with a pretty exterior, completely hollow on the inside." Feng Yu, who had been quietly holding his mother's hand, suddenly spoke up coolly.

Seeing time slip away bit by bit, if this problem wasn't resolved, it would become even harder to handle once Lin Jiayi finished her shower and came out.

Liu Yanxue stepped back two steps, her eyes brimming with tears as she stared straight at Gu Huaiyan. She clutched the corner of her dress and stood in silence for a long time, while Gu Huaiyan offered her no explanation whatsoever.

The layout of the private rooms upstairs had not changed much, except that several painters had been hired to create murals on the walls. For example, a room named "Jing Ke Assassinating the King of Qin" featured the story of Jing Ke, while one named "Struggling for Dominance at the River" featured the story of Xiang Yu, and so on. In any case, there were plenty of ancient heroic stories, so Zhang San didn't have to worry about running out of material to paint.

However, Gan Xingtai did review the naval force's mistakes this time, stating that in future wars, scouts must be properly deployed on the periphery, warships must not lower their sails arbitrarily in battle, and supply and transport vessels must not completely lower their sails either.

At the spiritual spring encountered upon first entering the wasteland, one of the Daoist Rat's disciples had seized the spiritual artifact while everyone was off guard, only to be pinned to the ground by Li Tie's sword qi and subsequently slain by a Qingyuan Sect disciple.

"I'm back!" he shouted as he jumped off the sled, and Coal Ball also began barking excitedly at the gate.

"Late last night, I chatted with your desk-mate for a long time about you." Seeing Sun Suo's reply, Li Shiying immediately sent another message over.

Zhao Jun merely gave a slight smile and said nothing. At that moment, Wang Meilan walked over to the side of the train car, stood on tiptoe, held the railing, and peeked inside, instantly letting out an exclamation of "Oh my!"

"According to school regulations, the choice is hers, but she must be accompanied and protected by a martial arts major from the same school and year."

As the steward of the Fuzhou Lu family, Second Uncle-grandpa managed everything, and items such as medicinal herbs and healing salves were personally procured by him.

Lian Sheng immediately deployed an array, eight crimson thunder-patterned banner flags suspended across all directions, causing the landscape within a radius of five li to change color.

Young people of this period, such as Koji Nagayama, actually preferred trendy things and didn't like constantly watching those outdated period dramas and mystery shows.

"Yo! Brother, cultivating over here!" Dan Ya entered the practice room and walked toward a corner, intending to find a cattail cushion by the wall to sleep, only to find Sun Suo sitting right in the corner he wanted.

Regardless of whether people were going to work or going about their daily business, their conversations invariably included phrases like, "What about those two kids in our family..."

The only thing Liu Yunfei could do now was hold her tightly. He knew that today's events had severely damaged Lin Xinran's prestige here, and seeing her stern side would only remind people of the sexy and passionate version of her seen on magazine covers.

This sword had a tremendous background; back when Shen Gongbao was reincarnated into the mortal world, he went through several lifetimes and founded the massive Xuantian Sect.

At this time, the old scoundrel received another piece of news stating that the Chief Executive would soon visit Luocheng for an inspection, with Lanyin Biology and Henglv Dairy being key inspection sites.

"I'm just here to see if there's anything I can help with." Wang Chu actually wanted to ask Li Weihua not to target Lin Jie so much.

Yes, Weijiachen knew, and Luo Jinshi had said so too. This item was extremely important to her and to the Luo family.

Her father had poured his heart and soul entirely into his career; how could he possibly give her mother the things she desired?

The fat man, having just been rescued by Tang Fei, wore a solemn expression as he spoke. Although proud, he did not underestimate his foes. Having been on the front lines earlier, he had almost been sucked into that "universe in the sleeve" technique, and naturally knew how terrifying it was.

Reaper, Blood-Stained Wilderness, and Qiu Chen Dynasty were all located in the northeast of the Glorious World. As an established veteran guild, the Qiu Chen Dynasty would sooner or later come into conflict with the aggressively rising Reaper and Blood-Stained Wilderness. I had no doubts about this point, so I wasn't too surprised now.