Chapter 42 Xie Yunze Helps His Sister Livestream

The next day, Yu Chenglong personally went to the direction of Smoky Gulch to investigate the movements of the Japanese troops. No trace of their formation could be seen anymore, save for two dark figures moving about in the gulch toward this side.

"I truly love you. I don't mind you at all, so just submit to me." With these words, he puckered his greasy, oversized lips and lunged straight at Ji Ran's face. Even if he failed to achieve his goal, Ji Ran's reputation would be completely ruined here.

"Are you also going to town to buy clothes? How do you like this dress of mine? My old Jiang specifically took me to town to buy it yesterday. It is the absolute latest fashion."

A rapid succession of wind blades directly pierced the twin-headed snake's navel, yet the two-headed cobra remained as fierce as ever, continuously spitting venom at the people atop the city wall. Its tail whipped against the ground, but due to the dampness, it kicked up no dust at all.

Suyi kept silent the entire way, his eyes periodically glancing into the rearview mirror to fixate on the backseat, his expression gloomy throughout the journey.

"We'll steam the crab legs, and use the crab meat and roe to stir-fry some rice," Madam Reiko said as she skillfully and elegantly dismantled the crabs. She placed the crab legs onto a food cart equipped with a steamer, while the meat and roe went to a table outfitted with a frying pan.

Qu Yunsha gave a very definite reply. If she had harbored any lingering thoughts before, knowing his identity made her give up completely. She would have to be out of her mind to blindly rush into self-destruction like a moth to a flame over someone whose uncertainty meant other variables could arise at any moment.

Cui Ning swept the area once more with his spiritual sense. Having confirmed that nothing had been missed, he intended to leave the second floor and head back into the valley to search for a way out.

"Where do you think you're going?!" he shouted loudly, his voice echoing in the quiet hotel lobby.

Shu Yan did not mention Lin Shiheng's name, fearing that Yan Ming would act rashly and go look for Lin Shiheng, only to be captured by him again.

Initially, Xia Fangyuan thought Gong Shaoxie was going to comfort her, but instead, he knelt down to pick up the music box that had fallen to the side.

Luo Jinshi acknowledged the instruction; she could handle the hospital admission procedures by herself. Did they really need to notify Pei Yaiyi at a time like this? Pei Yaiyi was so heavily pregnant; if she came now, wouldn't it just add to everyone's distress?

Just as the Japanese troops were cursing whoever had come up with the terrible idea of using damaged tanks as fixed firepower nests, they probably had no idea that Zhang Xueliang's inspiration actually came from the Japanese garrison troops during his time stationed in Jinghai.

The expressions of Feng Le and his companion sank slightly. With a sudden movement, they plummeted downwards, feeling as though they had stepped into a quagmire where every single step forward required immense effort.

"Daoist Priest Yuan, I must go up on stage to avenge my disciple!" The elderly man's beard trembled, his eyes brimming with tears. How could Yuan Tiangang possibly let him go up? Setting aside whether the old man was a match for his opponent, Yuan Tiangang simply could not allow him on stage while his emotions were in such violent turmoil.

Li Fengli continued peering around as before, turning a deaf ear to his words until she caught sight of her own family's car appearing around the corner, at which point she hurriedly scooped up her grandson and ran toward the entrance.

Ji Shangnan felt as though he had been struck by a bolt from the blue, yet no matter what, he refused to believe this was reality! He even thought he might be suffering from auditory hallucinations! Hallucinations—how terrifying a thing that was! Jin Luxi, standing to the side, had heard every single word Cici uttered loud and clear! Luo Jinshi was gone.

After all, as an old hand seasoned in the ways of the world, Section Chief Zhang executed the tasks assigned by his boss with absolute dedication—his livelihood and paycheck depended on it, after all. Privately, however, he kept a dog at home and named it "Boss."

Anyone with normal sense could easily catch the sarcasm in Cici's words. Yet, Liao Qinghe acted as though he cared not a whit.

The old man frowned and thought deeply, but perhaps because too much time had passed, the contents of that ancient text had been completely wiped from his memory.

The subterranean world was dead silent, resembling an infinite abyss that devoured humanity, seemingly intent on trapping her here forever to perish.

As for Player 11, it would depend on whether his brain was sharp enough. If he believed Player 10, who was claiming to be the Fortunate One and had handed him a golden verification, yet couldn't bring himself to push Player 10 as a wolf, then there was nothing to be done.

All of the nation's garbage was dumped here, and countless impoverished people, thugs, and outcasts begged for food here, living humble lives off the scraps and leftovers of the wealthy.

Once he took over everything belonging to the Liu family, he could openly and honorably be with Shilan.

"Fine, then let's call off the engagement." Ye Mingcheng sighed and unexpectedly agreed to the request outright.

Eagerness to learn is a virtue in cultivation, but asking peers for guidance is not. Doing so is an admission of your inferiority to others, which is entirely unacceptable to prideful young prodigies.

After dialing a few times in succession, I finally snapped back to reality, pulled up Yue Ying's profile, and pressed call.

Whether in the past life or here, it seemed that acquiring more intelligence required paying a steeper price.

Gu Wen walked down the long corridor. To the right, the blazing fires outside the ship cast a brilliant glare, and the next moment, the flames transformed into a golden light that reflected in his desolate eyes.

Huo Tingsheng's face turned ashen as he trailed closely behind Xie Rong, watching helplessly as she and Ruan Dongyu boarded a car.

It felt as though countless daggers had been plunged into Huo Tingsheng's chest. He could not breathe, his heartache so intense that he lost the very sensation of pain. He returned to his car and sat there in a daze, wishing to weep yet unable to shed a single tear. Silent weeping is invariably the hardest to bear.

"Silly girl, if you go back in the future, you mustn't forget your old mother. Otherwise, no matter the ends of the earth, I will find you and beat you until your teeth are scattered all over the ground." Yanna raised a hand to ruffle Ye Jiuling's hair. Though she was smiling, there was not a trace of genuine joy in it. "I will come back to see Master," Ye Jiuling promised earnestly.