Chapter 56

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After struggling through the muddy swamp for about an hour, Colonel Sato of the Japanese army and his entourage finally managed to run out.
A moment later, a sharp whistling sound suddenly broke the air. Visible to the naked eye, a white-robed elder inexplicably appeared inside the grand hall.
Finally, the time for the Banquet Demon Secret Realm to end had arrived, and Mo Tianchen allowed Mo Qingxue to send him out first.
The content of this memory was basically the growth history of the tentacled giant. Every time it devoured a tentacled monster, it would go dormant to digest for a period of time, consuming its gains while hunting bizarre creatures near its hiding place. Yuan Che browsed through most of the memory without finding any clues.
Although her mother might have already bought some, her mother was her mother, and she was herself; she also wanted to buy new clothes for everyone, especially since the Marquis had rewarded her with ten thousand taels of gold.
Nodding slightly, Hei Yi felt a sense of relief. Although he felt Hei Sali was unreliable, he had at least completed the task assigned to him, and the result was good.
"Ordered: French baked snails, onion soup, steak tartare, French sea mussels, and duck confit, along with a bottle of Bordeaux red wine," Xie Yi introduced.
If Yuan Che had proceeded step by step, the flying shuttle's condition upon completion of the task probably wouldn't have been much different from this moment, but that necklace would not have been used then.
Zhao Qiaoqi had originally thought that Qingcheng Yu's personality would undergo a drastic change, transforming from a chatterbox into a man of few words. Who would have known that he would become even worse.
"Yes, this subordinate will surely do a good job and not disappoint Lord Yama," Moshatian replied tremblingly.
The colorful bird flapped its wings, and two rays of light simultaneously burst from its eyes, instantly intersecting with the light emitted by the white Qilin.
Lin Wei was slightly stunned. Lu Mingchuan suddenly spoke to her with such courtesy that she felt rather uncomfortable instead. Actually, she wanted to refuse in her heart, but his submissive attitude made things difficult for her.
However, he now discovered that Zhao Renfan, along with Lou Junruo beside him, appeared unusually calm. They were even looking at him with a hint of mockery.
Layers upon layers of starlight gauze were arranged in an orderly and distinct hierarchy, falling gently onto the marble like blooming petals. The unique strapless design vividly and picturesquely outlined Ling Luoqi's perfectly delicate collarbones and the fullness of her chest, as picturesque as a song.
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She arrived at the rooftop, and as soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she noticed two figures in the corner of the rooftop. One of them stood with his hands clasped proudly behind his back—Lin Wei didn't even need to look to know it was Luo Chiheng.
Xiran accompanied Ling Luoqi through one spring, summer, autumn, and winter after another, staying with her through repeated life-and-death trials. They weathered countless hardships, crossed mountains and rivers, and transformed all their tribulations into medals of their friendship.
Qu Yiyi was still feeling puzzled when she heard Meng Yue's smiling, deep voice coming from above her head.
A major crisis had occurred within the palace, and the Emperor was flying into a rage. Due to incompetence in handling affairs, Prince Gong had been stripped of his princely title and was currently under house confinement in the Jing'an Palace. All family members of Prince Gong's estate were forbidden from stepping outside the mansion gates by even half a step.
From Shu Ning's tone, Mu Tingting caught some information, which was that Shu Ning might have known something, or perhaps it was just a guess.
Under Qu Yiyi's eager, nervous, and expectant gaze, Meng Yue smiled and nodded.
At the same time, across from the gunpowder workshop, on the tower where the Bureau of Astronomy was located, the topmost floor housed a very inconspicuous room from which the faint sound of footsteps could be heard.
Seeing Xu Chuan leisurely roasting and eating meat over there, everyone was dumbfounded. They were well aware of the young man's strength and his special relationship with Murong Qianzhong, so how could any of them dare to step forward and ask questions?
Liang Chen frowned when he suddenly discovered the secret of Zhuo Yinan, and let out a soft sigh: "You should have said so earlier!" As he spoke, Liang Chen lowered his gaze to Zhuo Yinan's ankle, where the bandaged area was already seeping a trace of black blood.
Never had he seen such a formidable live chicken. The sword-toothed leopard was so frightened that it sprang up from the ground as if its four paws were fitted with springs, rapidly retreating backward for fear that the live chicken would finish it off.
Chou Ying's first reaction was that this must be a trap. But after sweeping his gaze across the young officer, sweat began to stream down his forehead.
Originally, after Sun Yaowu pulled out his intimidating trick, Liang Chen indeed had no favorable impression of him, but what Sun Yaowu had just said truly sounded like a real man.
She truly couldn't believe this fellow named Zhu Xiaoer! There were many similar plants and animals in the world, but this was the truly first time she had ever laid eyes on someone carved from the exact same mold, excluding the possibility of a clone.
Madam Cao arriving alive in Chang'an was a major event for some, but to the vast majority, it was utterly insignificant.
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Liu Mei'er possessed such immense power now? She had only been away for a few days, and all the servants in the entire Marquis's estate had been replaced?
The feeling of spending all one's money at once was truly refreshing; at this moment, Yuan Huan felt a sense of complete lightness throughout his body. This was no illusion, but rather the result of Yuan Huan enhancing his strength and speed.
"Then what are you worried about?" Mo Ziqi simply couldn't understand what an inn proprietress like Cheng Mo'er had to worry about if not the inn.
"Good! Changxiao, the recent closed-door cultivation has yielded good results!" Chen Pengshan deliberately raised his voice to embarrass the Sun family.
After wiping Xu Er's face, Cui Zixuan remained in exceptionally good spirits. With a whistle, he picked up a green salt willow twig, instructed Xu Er to open his mouth, and meticulously brushed his teeth for him bit by bit.
Cui Zixuan naturally understood. He glanced at Wu Five, though thinking of something, the brilliance in his gaze flickered slightly. Slowly turning his head, he simply picked up a cup of wine to sip slowly while attentively listening to the movements inside the private room.
"Young Patriarch, what should we do now? We can't just sit here and watch others take away the treasure!" Zi Kong said anxiously.
Shao Jun replied without turning his head: "The Yang clan of Youzhou, and Cui Zixuan's wife of the Jiang clan—do you not recognize them?" His voice carried a distinct tone of reproach.
"..." Zhuang Qingyan had said the exact same thing. Were the immortals of the heavenly realm truly so unlikable?
The evaluation process was quite tedious because many equipments needed valuation and accounts had to be audited. Half the day passed without finishing, so Yuan Huan went downstairs to have dinner with President Li.
Although the blade was unsharpened and did not injure Banjiu this time, Banjiu's kimono sash had been cleanly severed by Erza. As the sash broke and fell away, Banjiu's kimono gaped open, exposing her undergarments underneath, which instantly caused her face to turn dark with fury.
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