36 My Unfortunate Childhood Sweetheart (9)

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"Respected Lord Nihard, these are merchants from the Ryukyu seas, who have come all the way to Macau seeking trade!" Before Li Tianyang could speak, his guide, Peng Zhiwei, took the initiative, bowing and scraping as he introduced Li Tianyang and his party to the foreigner.

The gale howled, shaking the windows violently. The wind drove rain into the room, sending sprays of water swirling onto those inside. Aunt Wu shivered, feeling as though the thatched hut itself were rocking, ready to be swept away by the wind and vanish into the horizon.

He Yu slept so soundly that he was completely dead to the world. When he finally awoke, his head felt heavy and sluggish from oversleeping.

Li Tianyang called an ad-hoc meeting to announce his decision. At the same time, he ordered the Hongmen Qixintang, the Artisan Workshop, and the Hongtang teams to mobilize and prepare for the approaching army of refugees.

Mother Chen and her daughter-in-law helped cut the fabric and prepared the patterns, then took their leave as dusk began to fall.

Jiasai Town was not only a free trade zone for magical materials, but also a place familiar to Lydia, giving her a natural advantage.

Regarding Tian Qi's collusion with them, Gu Zhen chose to believe him, for he understood Tian Qi's character. The man did not like to be controlled by others.

Shen Lang looked at the monstrous Man Er. Man Er was about to break through—what did that mean? The Void Transformation Realm? Man Er was about to break through to the Void Transformation Realm. Shen Lang had obtained a Blood Soul Fruit, but he had already given it to his cousin, Shen Tao, who needed it more than he did.

If the master or mistress were to call and ask where the young master was, could he really reply that he was in the bedroom, sleeping soundly with the young mistress? Yuzhao remained frozen, unable to make sense of the situation.

Yue Zitian, who had originally intended to strike, was terrified, and the others dared not move. A Heavenly God Realm cultivator had just been cursed to death like that. Seeing Yue Zixin possess such a curse, Yue Yingkong felt an even greater sense of predatory delight.

If this place were truly so safe, would it be wrong for me to just leave like this? I shook my head, casting the thought aside, and began to seriously consider my next steps.

When Celine reached the doorway, she glanced indifferently at Xie Cheng, who was blocking the exit.

Meanwhile, Ye Fengling, Lan Xi, and Lu Yue chose to enter the Qinglan Sword Sect together with Lin Yi.

Moreover, in the real world, during the long period when the Holy Light Church ruled half the globe, any form of divination was considered heresy and punished by burning at the stake.

Reaching a spot a few meters to the right of the cave entrance, Wang Nanbei and Faisal hid in the grass to observe the surroundings once more. Two guards stood with their backs to the entrance, less than three meters away.

"Enough, let's split up and see if there are any other exits!" Uncle Laojun took one last look at the prayer flags. After assigning our tasks, he whispered a few words to An Shiyi. An Shiyi frowned upon hearing them, but said nothing and went off to search for an exit as well.

After a thorough inspection, Lin Yi finally discovered numerous bloody lacerations on Lu Yue's back, which was still completely soaked in fresh, crimson blood.

After seeing off Brother Chao and the honor student seniors, Le Yun pulled a bag of medicine from her bedroom to hand to Yan, then stomped hard on his foot, turning away in a huff, refusing to pay him any more mind.

The teacher drove off in a rage. Le Yun reflected deeply: had she become too unscrupulous, emboldened by the protection of Brother Chao?

Xu Qingmo observed them and realized that these black snakes were also adapting. It was as if, having just parasitized the bodies of the black men, they were still getting used to them; their repeated writhing was a process of adjustment. The first time, Xiao Jianming had severed one with his sword, but the second time, it was able to parry his soft sword.

I had climbed down less than three meters when a fierce mountain gust blew through. As the rope ladder swung violently to a sharp angle, my foot slipped, finding nothing to hold onto! I could only rely on my numb hands to grip the ice rope for dear life; two lives were left dangling in the air, unable to go down or climb back up.

As for Yan Yun Songzi, that was even less likely. Du Zi'yuan had only recently learned that she was the heir-apparent to the throne of Longying, which was the true reason she could meet the Ninth Princess in private.

Zha Xi De Mei said embarrassedly, "How can this be?! Brother You Xiao, you are exhausted too. You should take the bed, I... I..." She didn't know what to say or what to do, as she was truly exhausted herself.

"Enough! It was agreed that Jing Po would handle this. Tun Zei, stop causing trouble." Shi Gou was still struggling with his steak, and only when he spoke did Tun Zei relent.

I told them about the situation on my side. It seems we all share a commonality: we all arrived via a downward staircase, at the end of which stood a stone gate.

"You're awake—" Wei Lili exclaimed in pleasant surprise. She hadn't expected to witness a miracle and became instantly excited. I, however, dared not stop, frantically channeling my soul energy into her to help the landlady stabilize the fusion of her body and soul.

Without alerting anyone, Xu Qingmo reached the second floor. Lin Xifeng had already removed her fur coat, revealing a tight-fitting, high-necked purple sweater that accentuated her beautiful figure.