Chapter 118: Bandits
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The innkeeper’s wife held a jadeite tobacco pipe in her hand and leaned lazily against the counter. When she caught a young man casting her an uncertain glance, she smiled and flirtatiously tossed him a wink in return.
“…”
Liu Shen’s heart gave a start. He hurriedly shifted his gaze away, shot Ning Hongwu a meaningful look, and only then picked up a peanut and popped it into his mouth…
Seeing this, Ning Hongwu’s eyes narrowed slightly as well. The chopsticks he had extended turned aside and descended into a nearby dish of cold appetizers.
Liu Shen lifted his wine cup and brought it to his lips—
“My lord…”
The two maids cried out at the same time, but beneath Xuan Yuan’s cold, glinting gaze, they trembled all over and dared not disobey him. They hastily set down what they were holding and left on their own.
Qi Sheng felt that Fang Mo’s sword force was immensely heavy, carrying a startling power that concealed both the strength to deflect and the force to collide. The instant Qi Sheng’s longsword struck Fang Mo’s, not only was all his sword energy dispelled, but his aim was thrown off as well. Just as he was about to withdraw and retreat, Fang Mo’s longsword locked onto his blade.
“Teacher Song, you must be lying. You’re married, so why isn’t there a ring on your left ring finger?” one student protested unwillingly.
By the end of it, even I had begun to feel a little unhappy. I had to admit, every divine artifact and ferocious beast I possessed was treated like an ancestor. The only thing missing was placing them on an altar and worshiping them.
Meng Lingji nodded. “All right.” She then swept her gaze around. Sharp inner force radiated in every direction; leaves whirled through the air, silver light flashed, and dark shadows emerged.
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That was what everyone said, but they all knew that one reason Dong Qinyan had stepped forward was because the person being targeted was Liu Yueyi.
Thus, the original owner had grown clever as well. She decisively agreed to the marriage her imperial brother had arranged for her, thinking that she might as well find herself a prince consort in the ordinary, orderly way.
For her son to make something of himself, free from the influence of his useless father and the marquis’s household, and to live a happy, peaceful, and healthy life in the future—that was the greatest wish Li had ever held.
At that moment, the door opened. Ge Yixi gazed toward the wide-open cabin entrance, where the light was painfully bright. In her eyes, all she could see was a dark silhouette, with light diffusing and scattering behind it.
Just as yesterday, Ye Weiyin wanted to move the bed beside her over, but the instant she made a move, Lu Chuheng wrapped an arm around her waist.
The two traveled on in silence, moving quietly together. Before long, they arrived before a broad gate.
The doctor told Ye Qingrou that, given her condition at the time, it would not have been suitable for her to give birth to the child.
“Lin Yi, you two carry on talking. I’m going to the restroom for a moment.” Halfway through, Sun Yunhai found an excuse to leave.
The force of the impact could not be sustained. Liu Yishuang hacked and slashed wildly for a brief spell, once again holding the lich at bay half a meter away—even forcing it behind the blade demon.
“Where did she run off to…” Lin Jiahan lost patience waiting. Since no one had appeared, she had no choice but to come again another day.
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Even his immediate relatives were difficult to recognize; this suddenly appearing maternal great-granduncle was naturally even more unfamiliar.
I had been busy for a long time these past few days, refining pills and consuming a tremendous amount of true energy. Indeed, my yang energy had grown somewhat excessive.
We were far too familiar with each other for me to voice my doubts tactfully. I said it outright, and he merely laughed, patted me on the shoulder, and explained.
When he finished speaking, the two of them exchanged inexplicably delighted glances. Each could see the excitement in the other’s eyes, along with a trace of yearning and ambition.
Ashur, who had been startled by the sudden appearance of a stranger and instantly put on his guard, lowered his sword instead after seeing Rudolf clearly.
After Jimmy got out of the car, several Black police officers said nothing at all. They ordered him to raise both hands and place them on the car door frame, then immediately searched him.
This time, Young Master Long pushed another enormous stack of chips into the center of the table with commanding confidence. There were well over ten million in total, and the sight made everyone around him stare with eyes blazing.
As he looked at the newcomer, Yao Mingxuan’s eyes remained a deep, blood-red hue. His body was in an even more wretched state, with blood continuously seeping from various wounds. It would dry, only to begin flowing again, over and over, as though he would not stop until every last drop of blood had been drained from his body.
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