Chapter 39: Let’s Do a Joint Livestream Together!
“Coming early would only mean waiting,” Gu Zhaojing said, his sword-shaped brows curving slightly. A hint of amusement showed in his eyes, and his voice softened as he handed her one of the two unopened bottles of mineral water in his hand. Looking ahead, he said, “Let’s go!”
Xia Huaqiao happily accepted the chilled bottle. The refreshing coolness lifted her spirits even further. “Thank you!”
This road was still about one hundred and fifty meters from the amusement park entrance, with a bend and a landscaped soundproofing strip along the way.
Those who had come to watch the light show—
At the Lu family residence, Gu Chen had just returned from the imperial palace when he plunged straight into his room and slammed the door shut, leaving Lu Qi and Ren Yao outside, staring at each other.
Lei Yinfeng sat cross-legged on the ground, solemn-faced, slowly observing the changes taking place within his body. The Jade-Leaf Bloodflower could improve one’s constitution, broaden one’s meridians, and enhance one’s innate talent. It was a priceless treasure. A towering building rose from level ground; only with a solid and reliable foundation could one climb higher and travel farther in the future.
“Hahaha, Crown Prince Fusu, then pray that Shui Ningyan won’t walk right into the trap. This time, I have gone to considerable lengths. Shui Ningyan can simply wait to throw herself into the net.” After he finished speaking, the sinister laughter in the dungeon continued for a long while.
In just a few minutes, Chen Feng broke through and scored 8 points, while Yu Qian scored 7. Their efficiency was astonishing.
At that moment, the prefect’s daughter frowned at the steamed fish on the table and set down her chopsticks.
As vast, pure demonic essence poured in, Lei Yinfeng suddenly felt himself touch an invisible barrier. Though delighted by this, he also grew secretly more solemn.
He had never expected such a climate to spread even into the army. Throughout several centuries of history, there had often been precedents of people from Shu betraying their country in pursuit of glory. As a result, by this era, the people of Shu suffered severe discrimination. Even the emergence of a loyal and upright soldier like Shu Wanggui had been unable to change the situation.
Seeing this, Gu Tong gathered her mind, secretly circulating her true strength. Thunder force slowly converged at the tip of her right finger as she prepared a deadly strike.
“Then where is he? You said you would bring me to meet him. I only agreed to come with you because of that!” Long Yun had a bad feeling.
Fang Can ignored them. He hurried out, put on his usual stern and taciturn manner, and began inspecting the island’s defenses. When he reached the mountaintop, he surveyed the area from above and confirmed that no one had followed him. Only then did he find a deserted spot and send everything that had happened that day through his phone’s mailbox.
The wet cat paws stirred rapidly in the washbasin. Strands of black fur floated one by one on the surface of the water, and as the paws churned it, some of the fur accidentally clung to the freshly washed bowl.
“I remember you already showed signs of a cold this morning. If you catch more chills now, you’ll suffer tomorrow.” Qin Wan took the opportunity to stroke Qianqiu’s head. It did not seem particularly hot. Hadn’t she still had a slight fever that morning?
In truth, he had not appeared quite so impatient. Regardless of whether Sheng Xia’s relatives and friends were willing to acknowledge his identity, he would ultimately become Sheng Xia’s husband and remain by her side until death.
Zhao Ru was merely incidental. Besides, Zhao Ru and the others knew each other anyway, since Zhao Ru had a close relationship with Tang Siluo.
Xiao Yu was a Fate Master, and he was extraordinarily accurate when judging people. He could be certain that the city lord before him was the very same city lord he had met for the first time. The fluctuations of one’s life force could not deceive him.
What he did not know was that he had already been used by Mu. It was obvious that they had been wandering around Panjiayuan for quite some time without buying a single thing, and this was the first shop they had entered.
Zhan Anxin stuck out her tongue and licked her cracked lips. Turning around, she gathered some firewood, preparing to start a fire by drilling wood and produce a little distilled water.
At that cold, clear voice, the Divine Record and the incomplete primordial spirit in Feng Wuqing’s sea of memories both froze. Only Shattered Heart wore an expression that seemed to say he had known all along. The Divine Record suddenly gave a start. When he examined its records, he discovered that the final page contained a name that seemed to have existed there from the beginning. How had he never noticed it before?