Volume 1, Chapter 56: Re-chewing the Cud

Even though she had lived in the modern world for twenty-two years and her mindset was not overly conservative, she was still not open-minded enough to cohabit under the same roof with a grown man without feeling inappropriate, let alone share the same room.

"There is no need. I shall stay in the guest room of Exquisite Residence; it will be much more convenient for changing my dressings." Rong Yi raised his eyes and offered a slight smile.

Poor Ying Zheng was still unaware that Qing Ning had not given him any chance to argue before making up her mind internally.

Keqi said, "Aren't you the same yourself?" As he spoke, he did not forget to glance at the bracelet on Chen Feng's wrist.

Zi Wuge immediately rushed to his subordinate's side, grabbed the bag of chestnuts, and poured them out right in front of the officials. He peeled the charred, fragrant chestnuts one by one, and finally noticed that a few of them had traces of cracks. He hurriedly split one open and discovered a crumpled ball of paper.

That knight let out a roar, and his longsword actually broke free from Wei Fei's suppression. Imbued with a sliver of battle aura, the sword thrust relentlessly at all the vital points across Wei Fei's entire body.

Ever since waking up, Bai Lingyue had been sitting in front of her vanity, gazing at her face which still bore faint bruises. Her fingertips traced slowly across the scars, and her complexion turned as horrifyingly pale as a ghost of the night.

"Yes, Madam," Steward Mu replied happily upon hearing this. Why hadn't he thought of arranging to have it placed in Madam's courtyard?

Jade Bone thought to himself, "Could it be a demon spirit playing tricks?" Without time for further thought, he spurred his escaping light and chased after the black wind.

"Elder sister? Third uncle? You've come too?" Lu Wuji stared at Lu Wuxia and Lu Yuxiao standing outside the door, his face full of puzzlement.

At this moment, someone was having their fortune told at a divination stall in front of the mountain gate. It seemed that many people were still waiting in line, crowding the stall to the point of impenetrability.

Seeing this, the second uncle could only slink back in defeat. Meanwhile, several distinguished guests in the inner hall quietly stood up, walked out to the outer hall, and gathered around Shen Ronghua, seating themselves.

For puppet masters, from the moment of awakening their souls up to the Star-Plucking Realm, anyone with decent talent could advance smoothly along this path. The so-called bottlenecks of realms could be broken through simply by spending time and effort. For puppet masters with varying natural endowments, it was merely a matter of time.

On the way back to the hospital with Fan Xueer, no matter how hard Fan Xueer cried, Zhang Yu did not speak another word to her. He simply gazed silently out of the car window, remaining utterly mute.

Jiang Yuqiao and Xue Huaiyi were evenly matched in martial arts, though Jiang Yuqiao might hold a slight edge in terms of experience. Even so, it would take them a thousand or eight hundred moves to determine a victor.

He strode inside. Two eunuchs stood guard at the entrance, and seeing him arrive, they showed not a shred of surprise, bowing respectfully as if they had been waiting for a long time.

The ones most affected by this romantic scandal were still the First Criminal Investigation Team. Every day, they would inevitably encounter gossipy busybodies who dropped subtle, indirect hints about Captain Tang and that orphan, Wen Wanbing.

"Did anyone give you permission to chime in?" Ouyang Ren frowned and glared fiercely at Yu Jun, frightening the latter into instantly shutting his mouth.

Though Ye Ling felt that he should by no means ridicule Li Lanshan—a youth of the four-goods type who had ideals, ambitions, a sense of career, and drive, just as a slack, unmotivated underachiever of his past life should never mock the struggles of an honor student—he still felt a sense of irony.

Sitting on the ground in front of the divine statue was an old man with crane-like hair and youthful skin, exuding an immortal and ethereal aura. With his white hair and beard, he looked quite like a transcendent master.

Inhaling the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to circulate a major heavenly cycle here was slightly slower than in the outside world. When he finished his cultivation and opened his eyes, a wooden tray had been placed on the stone table before him, holding a bowl of clear porridge, two steamed buns, a deep-fried dough stick, and some fruit.

He knew that the Seven-Colored Precious Lotus was no less important to Jingfan than her own life. Even within the Cihang Xuanmen, this lotus seed must be extremely rare; obtaining even one such seed required monumental karma and destiny.

Hearing Ji Mo's question, Ji Er was stunned for a moment. Recalling everything that had happened over the past month or so, he actually didn't know which matter to mention first.

Looking closely, it bore a striking resemblance to the pagoda Yu Huo had used to capture him earlier, though he had no leisure to observe it now, as those two Golden-Husked Warriors were already flying toward him, slamming their fists down onto the pagoda.

"Hehe, I couldn't help it; my alarm clock broke this morning," I blushed and hastily came up with an excuse. Anyway, I wasn't really lying; that ill-fated alarm clock had been smashed to pieces against the wall a few days ago.

The Jindan manager's excessive attentiveness did not cause the two of them any antipathy. Though she made inquiries, she never overstepped her bounds or acted discourteously, and she was exceptionally swift and efficient when handling official business.

"As for those lacklings, I could crush them to death with a single hand..." Baal looked in the direction of Sinter's gaze and said with utter contempt.

Unwilling to lose Chu Mengqiao as a good friend, He Junqi had Assistant Xu look up Chu Mengqiao's phone number and send it to his mobile phone.

"You, why are you here?" To keep the atmosphere from becoming too awkward, Li Ying broke the silence first, though she stuttered slightly.

Sixth, do not forget that the desert is also a part of the Earth. Maintain an environmental awareness even within the desert; try your best to carry your trash out of the desert, or at the very least bury it on the spot. Otherwise, one day our descendants might open their front doors and see nothing but a desert.

"You, what do you want?" Seeing this fellow actually taking off his trousers, Su Bingxue turned deathly pale with fright. Did he really dare to do *that* to her?

Although this was not a forbidden zone of life, it was at least within the territorial domain of the Magical Beast Empire. These brute beasts not only devoured members of their own kind but also bared their fierce fangs at outside species. It was hard to imagine just how formidable this village would be if someone truly forced their way in here.

Guo Haoyang and Wang Shihua constricted their pupils and abruptly stood up, staring at Yinglong in shock. The two of them wondered if their ears had failed them: to slaughter all dragon species in the world?

"Keep talking!" Chu Tian did not mind having too many clues; he wanted to know more about Zhao Ming.

The relationship between the "Twin Beauties Society" and Li Hu had always been somewhat delicate. Earlier on, Li Hu had been a staunch supporter of the Twin Beauties Society and had even promised to ally with them to deal with the "Dragon Hall."

The manager placed the computer mouse aside, raised his head to look in our direction, still maintaining a blank expression.

To avoid the starting sequence where the transport spacecraft was damaged and exploded, Gu Cheng and Mo quickly leaped down through the damaged hatch.

Fang Bai called her at this moment, and Su Wuxian's reaction was slightly delayed. After it rang many times—to the point where people at the neighboring table were already casting glances over—she finally realized what was happening and answered the call.

What kind of solutions could one possibly think of while in a car? One had to reach the destination first, analyze the environment, and only then devise a countermeasure.