Volume One, Chapter 47: A Way of Giving Thanks

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Huh?
What is going on?
My eyelid twitched, and I quickly asked Saliva-Drooling Quan, "Who is it?"
Saliva-Drooling Quan wore a lewd grin and said, "Braid-Sister Zhen!"
"Braid-Sister Zhen? What is she here for?"
I was not happy at all.
In the middle of last night, it was because of her that I got into another fight with Bench-Boy.
Although I won, saving face and retaining my dignity, I really didn't want to have any more contact with her.
"I don't know, she just said she's here to see you."
Saliva-Drooling Quan smiled cheerfully and said, "However, seeing Braid-Sister Zhen smiling so brightly, there must be some good news."
Good news?
I'd be content if there was no bad news!
"Alright, I'll go take a look."
I headed straight for the door, and by the way...
The smooth and ancient mirror, infused with magical power, flew toward Xiang Hao. Within the mirror, an image began to emerge.
What she said was the truth. The Sword God of Wuji could even defeat a half-step Divine Ancestor head-on. Since Xiang Hao was only at the second tier of the Divine Realm, it would undoubtedly be difficult for him to contend with the Sword God of Wuji face-to-face.
However, logically speaking, this seemed to have nothing to do with him. Yet now, this elder from the Black Sword Sect was demanding that he summon the Mermen, which greatly annoyed Fang Yi.
Of course, for brilliant minds like Xun Yu and his peers, whether words were pleasant to hear was not the issue; whether the logic within the words held water was the ultimate truth. But there remained that same problem: one needed to possess a suitable status for them to believe you and forge a friendship with you.

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During the rest of the journey, the prying eyes around them diminished. After a few displays of deterrence, there were finally no more eyes spying on them.
Countless gazes were cast upon the Toad That Eats Phoenixes, filled with sympathy. The players wanted to detect a trace of abnormality on the face of the Toad That Eats Phoenixes, but there was none—not the slightest trace of abnormality could be seen.
"Player has exited the dying state and shifted to minor injuries. Please exercise caution in the game to avoid a poor experience." After three days of recuperation, Yun Ting finally waited for the system prompt.
Second Master Lin stared at Fang Yi with extreme shock, unable to believe his eyes, and the surrounding bodyguards did not dare to step forward either.
The vendor selling sugar juice believed that those who didn't come were scared away by him; those who came were tempted by his sugar juice, having asked the adults for money, or having accumulated a bit of cash from the allowances usually given by adults.
Qian Xiwu wanted to go. He looked back and forth at the path the steward, the two servants, and the shopkeeper had taken, and said, "Shall we go?" With that, he thudded his hammer onto the ground.
His handsome face involuntarily stiffened. He felt he was quite normal... How did he end up being looked down upon by his own mother?
That terrifying figure in the business world only ever felt helpless when facing Su Mianmian. Every time he wanted to get angry at her, yet every time he looked at her innocent face, all his anger would instantly vanish.
Earlier, he had exhausted all his cultivation to forcibly break through the gate of the secret realm, and then had his shoulder blades pierced by the Luotian Lock, resulting in severe damage to his vital energy. Although a physician treated his wounds today, perhaps due to his uncooperative attitude as a patient, it had not been effective at all.
Yet her brow remained tightly furrowed, clearly indicating that even in sleep, she was in deep discomfort and pain.
Running into each other clumsily while stumbling along, everyone else had already run a full lap around the playground and caught up to them, while the two of them still hadn't coordinated their pace and fell once more.
Lu Changfeng did not continue, but his heart remained steadfast in his resolution that he would take good care of her for the rest of his life, no matter what she became.
A day later, everything was ready. They only awaited the dawn of the second day to mobilize their troops and attack the city. This time, they aimed to replicate their previous feat: capturing Dingnan Pass within three days and drawing a perfect full stop to this war.
It was all Guo Dong's fault for stubbornly leaving him behind, leaving him unable to explain himself against Han Yingju's wrongful accusations.
Luo Yunxi took a deep breath, finding it quite absurd. She had finally seen through the true faces of these people.
Su Wangzheng admitted that she harbored extreme selfishness, intentionally emphasizing the word "bastard" to strike at his most sensitive chord.
Song Chu had only mentioned it casually back then. In the days leading up to her delivery, her belly was so huge she couldn't sleep well at night, and she was terrified of the pain, so she could only nervously grip his hand and chat, talking straight into the middle of the night.
Once he figured out this crucial joint, he immediately responded and rushed toward Master Ren's mansion along with Su Yang.

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Two meters in front of him, Yan Zhuo was sitting on a soft cushion, leaving Jiang Zhongzhou with a pleasing view of his profile.
"Same here!" Huyan Mo's mouth parted beneath his dense beard, flashing a row of brilliant white teeth.
While speaking, Madam Lou had already raised her handkerchief to wipe the tears from Chu Yixian's eyes, and then cast a meaningful glance at her.
There was no time left. Long Pinxuan could clearly see that in the direction he had come from, the previously breathtaking battles in the weather had now gradually grown calm.
The storage capacity of the Qi sea determined the endurance when executing martial arts. Although the power of a single strike would not increase, one could sustain ultimate moves and unleash consecutive combos, significantly boosting combat effectiveness.
He was dressed entirely in white, wearing a military uniform, with a cascade of flowing hair reaching his waist. Behind him were a pair of phoenix-tailed butterfly wings.
Some people returned to their local areas still clinging to the mindset of Hangzhou, and when they greeted monsters, they ended up being eaten by them.
The sedan chair flew away in the rain just as it had come, passing through the dense curtain of rain and gradually fading into the distance, while the Embroidered Uniform Guard scouts beneath continued to gallop on their horses.
Lowering his head, he was just about to scold the sun when he saw Zuo Ming staring unblinkingly at the second floor. Zuo Ming! Zuo Ming could actually see Huo Xiaoran? What was going on here?
Just what kind of person was Bai Caifeng, and what was her relationship with the Chu family? Why would she go against the Chu family and insist on bringing down the Chu Group?
The instant the sedan chair was carried out of the palace gates, Ye Zhen's heart felt unbearably empty. She had once longed so desperately to leave the palace, once yearned so much for the free air outside, but now she understood that her heart had long since been given to this ruthless imperial court, and she could no longer leave his world.
Looking at his phone, Tang Chen let out a gentle sigh. Seriously, why is it so hard to do something good nowadays? It was obviously a good deed, yet it ended up making him feel like he didn't even know how to explain himself.
"Why don't we call it Zhengde?? To exhaust the nature of man in order to rectify human virtue; to exhaust the nature of things in order to rectify the virtue of things. Does master's disciple think this Daoist name is suitable?" The old Daoist looked smilingly at Hua Weilu.
Han Shangyang actually had his arm around Emily's shoulder, chatting and laughing as they walked over here, looking as intimate as a couple.
"What on earth is going on here?" I asked Huo Xiaoran by my side in bewilderment, but he didn't speak, only gazing at the Village of Nightfall.

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