Volume 1, Chapter 51: Er-ya, Targeted by Her Reborn Step-sister in a Retro Novel 10

Seeing her son dash off in such a rush, Xu Yue'e let out a roar at his retreating back.

However, that kid Jiabao walked away without even looking back.

"Oh this child, hehehe, he's not usually like this. He's just a bit grumpy from waking up today, please don't mind him."

She turned back to give Zhang Yuzhu and the others an awkward smile.

"Understandable, totally understandable. Well, Auntie, we'll be heading out first."

Holding her cup, Xu Yun sat on the sofa, coughing and taking several sips of water before finally speaking.

Diagonally across from the three of them stood a computer, displaying footage from shortly before inside the basement of the breakfast shop next door.

This shop was an exclusive eyewear store, selling only glasses and absolutely nothing else.

Yet by the time his body grew increasingly frail, when he was down to his last breath, he finally realized that Nie Mei never loved him at all.

"Would you like to meet my lovely friend?" Seeing Immortal Qinglan constantly looking around, the man asked with great interest.

"Alright." Fang Heng nodded. Anyway, outside information was of no consequence to him; exchanging this for martial arts was entirely worth it.

They stared at the Russian flight attendant, their eyes reflecting nothing but her slender, silky legs and heaving breasts, the desire in their gazes unmistakably clear.

Watching Li Zheng walk in, Jiang Qingxue naturally set aside the work she was busy with, opened the lunchbox Li Zheng handed her, and began to eat right in front of him. This habitual routine even shocked Jiang Qingxue herself.

Her eyes focused intently on him, tracing his eyebrows, eyes, nose, lips, Adam's apple, and the taut muscles of his thighs beneath her line of sight from a distance, as if looking at some work of art.

Suddenly, the company grew so quiet that Luo Jia felt somewhat unaccustomed to it, yet this was precisely the decision he had made himself: during the New Year holiday this year, everyone would take a break, and no overtime was allowed under any circumstances.

The crystal-clear spiritual water that had originally filled the pool was completely gone, replaced instead by a piercingly stark, bright red pool of blood.

The old woman Angela was shaking her head and humming a song in an unknown language. Her expression was unusually gentle, and her voice was hoarse and strange, yet the melody was inexplicably rather pleasant.

Hao Lingzhu misinterpreted her meaning. At the thought that her future husband actually had dealings with Hao Lingwei, how could she not be furious? Besides, her mother's death was very likely caused by Concubine Shen.

Among essence and inner qi, the aspect belonging to physical essence had now reached the threshold. This also activated his inherent modifier, Deep Blue.

Dai Yuehui's relentless pestering of Ji Chenyu certainly wasn't because she genuinely wanted to make friends with her. Luo Qingrong concentrated her observation, looking on coldly to figure out what scheme she was up to, knowing both of them had been secondary consorts to Liang Yuanxin in their past lives.

However, after that old man arrived, he severely injured Lin Xiaoru within just a few moves. Then, the high-ranking superpower leaders of Harbin—formerly the second, third, and fourth commanders—directly betrayed Lin Xiaoru, defected to the old man's faction, and even imprisoned Lin Xiaoru somewhere in Harbin.

Lin Su looked at that hand, so emaciated it lacked even a hint of roundness, the thin skin draped over protruding bones in a rather startling manner. She reached out and grasped the other person's hand, only to find the bones pressing painfully against her palm.

"Hahaha... My lady speaks foolishly. Jingyang never thought of using martial arts world methods to resolve all this. Even if he dies, Jingyang wants to leave the Ye family's name completely untarnished."

The convoy traveled through a dense forest region, and the distant bombing of airplanes was already clearly audible. Hearing the fierce explosions, Chang Lin knew that the helicopter squadron aboard the Silver Dragon had begun to unleash its might.

For a period following World War II, the terrifying "mushroom cloud" was the only association the general public had with nuclear energy. Aircraft inevitably became linked with nuclear power as well; theoretically, the energy released by a single pound of enriched uranium fuel could power an airplane to circle the globe eighty times nonstop.