Chapter 43 [Second Watch]

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As soon as they sat down and began to channel their power, the Ancestral Dragon Platform turned blood-red, and all sixty-four sect masters were reduced to ashes. The Fourth Ghost King flicked his long whip, hooking a massive boulder and hurling it down; he handled the ten-ton weight as if it were a mere trifle. Hearing about money and carrying firewood back, Qi Haoyuan assumed they were there to buy Brother A-Niu’s firewood, which brought him some comfort; after all, he had chopped wood all day and finally earned some money. However, Su Tao’s words unburdened Wang Ru’s heart; the Wang Family Clinic was but a drop in the ocean of Traditional Chinese Medicine, and if it could serve as a catalyst to help integrate TCM into the modern era, would that not be a noble achievement? He was her first man, and for so many years, her only man; her body sank into passion only for him. The Sky Ghost King hovered in mid-air, nine streaks of blood-red light erupting from the top of his head and merging into the roiling black mist. His demonic blade blazed with light, its aura alone staining the air for over ten yards; from afar, it looked as though he were wielding a warship. Fine words, indeed. Mother also said she would stay with me forever, yet she left. He himself said he would protect me, but now he asks me to peel back the past, sprinkle salt on the wound, and rub it in. I do not have such a strong heart; I cannot do such a demanding thing. Having said this, I looked at the Number Two Meat Mountain, who had been too terrified by our conversation to make a sound from beginning to end, and felt somewhat speechless. Yet, one thing remained certain: the scene I witnessed was truly something that the Number Two Meat Mountain had experienced. Given Chu Muye’s previous coldness toward Zhang Yunshu, he could have easily left her behind after helping her; why not wait until she finished her shift to pick her up? Why insist on driving her back himself? "Regarding the Apricot Grove Charity, I may need some time to consider. I have a meeting to attend shortly, so I cannot keep you for long," Li Fushen said, politely showing Wang Guofeng the door. However, the lieutenant’s self-sacrificing spirit inspired Zhang Fei’s subordinates to follow suit, and they rode their horses to shield Zhang Fei’s flanks and rear. The two sentries on relief duty saw them emerge, exchanged sinister smiles, grabbed two handfuls of snow to extinguish the campfire they had been using for warmth, and then ducked into their tent. After all, his appearance was entirely within others’ expectations—merely a part of some entertainment game in their eyes—a truly pathetic reality.

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Wang Chao had offended Zhao Jun, a young master from the capital, and was pursued by his henchmen, pushing Wang Chao into a desperate situation. Then, Sergio lightly chipped the ball, attempting to loft it over Wang Lei’s head. "Boom!" A searing, white-hot flame blasted the gate open, sweeping toward An Yi with a wave of heat. The intensity of this fire reminded An Yi of Moira’s Balrog, though the latter’s flames carried a sinister, dark-red hue and, besides physical heat, possessed a temperature that corroded the soul. "Someone who can save her? Who!?" Hearing Nie Feng mention this, Bu Jingyun pondered for a moment, realized the truth in Nie Feng’s words, and urgently asked. When Tan Zhiwu received the call from his grandson, he initially thought it was just a regular greeting, never expecting to hear that Ye Jinda and Liu Chunyu had already divorced. After half a month of busy work, the other two brick kilns were completed, and the thousands of bricks produced occupied a large expanse of open space outside the tribe. In the distance, the makeshift earthen wall collapsed instantly under the impact of iron cannonballs, and the projectiles, still possessing significant force, bounced several times across the ground before coming to a stop. The fireworks ended, concluding the birthday banquet; as it was already late, everyone stayed the night at the Capital Club. Wu Jinban merely glanced at it before turning away; he intended to give the bankbook to his aunt so she could keep it for him. With a wave of his hand, he knocked over the fruit basket Chen Chuansheng had brought, scattering the fruit everywhere. It was certain that even now, no matter how poor Fu Qingping’s health became, she would still strive to hold her head high and maintain her elegance. Accompanied by a dark, spiritual glow, every evil spell or ghostly art within its reach would be shattered, rendered completely ineffective. The Weirui Fragrant Garden was located in the suburbs of Shengjing City; after exiting through the North Gate and traveling south for over an hour, the carriage finally stopped at the garden.

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Hui Min gripped her wine glass and looked at Yan Yun; the final turning point of the Yunnan trip must have been with the Fatty and Baby Cabbage. Jiang Ming was well aware that if Guan Shao had a major source of income, it would inevitably be deeply connected to Zhu Ba. As if the life-and-death battle taking place below was not involving her boyfriend at all, a visible smile played on Yu Lingwei’s face, and she even appeared somewhat relaxed. "Report to the Prince, the Princess’s whereabouts have been discovered; there is no need to send men to search for her!" A-Wu walked in from outside and knelt before Rong Cheng to report. Ordinarily, someone like the old scholar had absolutely no hope of passing the imperial examination in this lifetime. To be appointed as an official by the Ministry of Personnel—had it been any other old scholar who had repeatedly failed the exams—they would have wept with joy and gone to the temple to burn incense in gratitude. Moreover, this was an appointment as a seventh-rank judge, in Yangzhou, that earthly paradise. "Then, Brother Bai, Ruolan, let us part ways here, until another day..." Yun Jingshu was about to bid farewell to Bai Ruoxi and his sister when Bai Ruoxi interrupted her. She saw the blue sky and white clouds, the green grass, and the man in the white brocade robe standing before her. A golden crown rested on his head, pierced by a jade hairpin that looked quite valuable. The man’s face was as handsome as jade, his skin fair, and his eyes were bright and piercing. Of course, Xia Tian was not without that miraculous invisibility technique, which could completely conceal his form from prying eyes, but it was quite energy-consuming to maintain. "Oh, he went out with the Dean tonight; he said the Dean had some business to attend to. He was seeing the Dean off and will be back tomorrow!" Not wanting everyone to know that Ku Ye and the others were gone, Wu Ling casually made up a story; in any case, such things were simple for her.