Volume 1, Chapter 34: The Great Yellow River Bridge of Nine Deaths and One Life

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The twelfth lunar month was bitter and cold, with gusts of icy wind reddening the cheeks of the Wolf Knight and his companions. Yet, seeing a boat approaching, he was naturally gladdened.

Qi Mo offered a quiet explanation, thoughtfully considering that since everyone was arriving in the capital for the first time, it was inevitable they might feel flustered in such a situation. Thus, he had preemptively prepared them before the officers arrived for inspection.

Upon hearing Chen Xi’s words of affection, Te Te felt a surge of sweetness; she had never expected her "keeper" to love her so deeply.

One must understand that in Sea City, where land is as precious as gold, owning property in the city center already marks one as a tycoon. To possess a courtyard of this scale suggested wealth that went far beyond mere money—the background of Lu Weiwei’s grandfather was evident in this single fact.

Seeing the expression on Zhang Jing’s face, Uncle Jiu seemed to guess his thoughts and couldn't help but shake his head in amusement.

The shop owner was truly daring to eat a chili pepper raw, especially having never tried one before. No wonder his mouth was swollen and red; it was his skin cells protesting against him.

However, the Blood Orchid required such battle-soul energy to mend its spiritual deficiencies—who could possibly walk away?

Chen Xi built a house on the mountain land for which he held the deed, and just like that, he settled down with Zhao Huaiyan.

When the fellow martial artists of Qin Chuan saw the face of the Old Man of the Pale Moon—haggard, weary, and bearing a sinister, almost monstrous appearance—a chill ran through their hearts, and they grew worried.

Yuan Niang, having fallen into the hands of Yu Xia and Nan Feixi, knew escape was impossible and ceased to care about anything. She remained indifferent to the fact that Yu Xia knew about the affair between Tian and Hou.

The two of them watched with rapt attention, neither speaking for fear of missing a single second. Once Qi Yu was on screen, he looked even more striking; far from diminishing his noble air, the pale blue light added a touch of melancholic beauty to his appearance.

An Ge, having tossed and turned all night without sleep, was sitting on the sofa lost in thought when she suddenly heard the doorbell ring.

Seeing An Ge’s firm stance, the director found he could not sway her. After much deliberation, he gritted his teeth and finally agreed.

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Although he did have some feelings for Xue Ying, he did not want to let her misunderstand his intentions. That would be unfair to both himself and her.

At that moment, he felt a surge of anger, and his arm, held by Ye Lingshan, stiffened slightly.

These adorable cartoon pajamas and Sheng Siyu’s cold, ascetic image were worlds apart—they were completely incompatible!

The monkey stood upright, leaning against the cabinet as it gazed at Bai Hua. It remembered its first meeting with him in the cave; after so many years of seeing no living soul, there had been a flicker of joy. Yet, it knew it was merely a restless spirit, sealed in that cave for ages, unable to return to the past.

Hearing Bai Dahu’s words, Shi Toumeng could no longer restrain himself. He jerked his head up from the ground and glared fiercely at Bai Dahu.

When they first met, he said he was looking for a partner with marriage in mind. An Ge knew then that he was not a man who played games.

After a long while, the black bead suddenly emitted a burst of black and white light. These two rays entwined, instantly enveloping Yun Xin. No one knew what had transpired.

Mo Wanli’s gaze swept across the battlefield. Her eyes narrowed, flashing with sharp brilliance. When she spotted a chestnut horse not far away, the corners of her mouth curled upward.

"My master is Zhu Bajie? Isn't that the super-popular character from the Earth novel that makes even the greatest prodigies feel ashamed? I'll be damned..." The sloppy old man’s behavior shocked more than just Shen Ma; even Xi Li, who had been crouching, was completely stunned, collapsing to the ground.

After a moment of silence, thunderous applause erupted, accompanied by whistles and cheers.

With Wizard Yu’s victory, it meant Murong Lie had lost his chance to advance. The upcoming final would be a contest between Liu Chen and Wizard Yu, and, as expected, most were filled with anticipation.

Both the red and blue forces continued their march toward the exercise grounds. It seemed they had reached a silent understanding to cease using army aviation for troop deployment, maintaining their current marching speed instead.

Such astonishing combat power was likely something only the perverted elite disciples of the hidden sects could achieve! They looked at Lin Han with eyes filled with complex emotions.

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Fang Yunzhao’s soul nearly left his body, and he broke into a cold sweat. The Void Illusion Art was treacherous and unpredictable; had Old Man Banfeng unleashed a lethal blow just then, he would have been dead or severely wounded.

"Your breathing is much better," Su Yi Chen said while driving, his tone lacking his usual concern, sounding more like casual chitchat.

"Who knows how many people this gang has robbed and killed? They deserve their fate." Qiu Fengluo felt no pity this time, especially when he saw the three storage rings; he was even more incensed. Those who possessed storage rings were generally disciples of major clans. These people were truly deranged, sparing no one.

Assuming Yu Yan learned of her background from Song Xiaohui, where did Song Xiaohui hear it? And if Song Xiaohui had known of Yu Yan’s origins all along, why the secrecy, waiting until the Imperial Guards came knocking?

"Since you insist on pushing me, don't blame me for being discourteous! I am not truly afraid of you!" As I hit the ground, he shouted and struck first.

"Get out of the way! Don't think that just because you are from the Dragon Mark Clan, you can block our path!" Anna yelled.

The page felt smug, thinking to himself: The Young Master is naturally unlikable. It’s a good thing I am eloquent enough to speak well on his behalf; otherwise, even when he does a good deed, people would suspect him of having ulterior motives.

Wu Ju'er could not help but worry for Taishi Qing. This benefactor of hers was planning to take the imperial examinations next year, wasn't he? How could he be so reckless? To venture alone into someone else’s territory to provoke them—what was the gain if he won, and what if he lost?

"General, as long as the green hills remain, we need not fear a lack of firewood. One day, we will surely return," Guanqiu Jian comforted him.

Suddenly, he felt someone above his head. Gao Sen was instinctively startled, and when he looked up, it was the pale, chubby man from before.