Chapter 66

A vida cotidiana na aldeia de Qingmiao Liang Qianwan 2230 words 2026-08-04 04:10:09

This is a disaster, Xiao Yiqin is here! There are so many soldiers outside, they have completely surrounded this place! the subordinate said breathlessly.

Jian Rui capped her lip gloss and pressed her newly painted lips together. The moment she released them, her lips trembled like jelly, making Jin Lvfeng's dark eyes deepen slightly.

Hu Qing walked forward, looked at the elongated table, and sat down a few chairs away. Looking at this man—whose dark night was burning with passion yet cold as ice—her heart sank to the very bottom.

After only a few days, Yin Langge could no longer remember which night of Wen Yang's escape this was. The fury swelling in his chest continued to accumulate and was now on the verge of explosion. He could not control the turbulent, violently surging emotions within him, and longed to immediately drag that man out and fiercely question him.

However, after Ni Yexin hugged the soft cushion to his chest, he just chuckled away, not the least bit angry or upset about being hit with it, and was instead exceptionally happy.

He remembered that he seemed to have wanted to return by himself, and then he went downstairs. It looked like he hailed a taxi, and then someone seemed to help him into the car... Who was that person, and what happened afterward? It was all a complete blur, and no matter how hard he tried, he could not remember.

Speaking of marriage, Qin Sihao sounded somewhat depressed, "For a couple like us who have been together for many years, talking about love is too exhausting; we no longer even know what love is. Sometimes it just feels like we are relatives making do living together, and trying to spark romance feels like too much effort. Perhaps you cannot understand my feelings—being tired, wanting to escape, yet having nowhere to run."

Before Niu and Bangzi could react, they fell heavily to the ground, producing a dull thud.

"Would you like to taste the feeling of both dragons serving together?" The man curved his lips in an evil smile, his eyes filled with amusement.

"Since you are awake, let's have a proper talk," the Lion King said with a smiling gaze at Yun Fan.

Generally speaking, out of every twenty or so children, only two or three would miraculously survive after taking their specially formulated medicinal pills. If their spiritual root talent did not improve, they would usually kill the child—a method that could hardly be described as anything less than ruthless.

The cultivation technique practiced by the disciples of the Yunqing Sect was not the Blue Flame Heart Classic of the former Yunqing Sect, but a top-tier mortal-grade cultivation technique known as the Blue Source Canghai Art, a super-tier water-attribute technique.

Yet, one could not deny that what she said did make sense. When she first entered the estate, it was never of her own free will. Before she had even developed trust in Feng Qiye, let alone conspired with him in major affairs.

The bedroom door was clearly closed, so why would Lord Naraku enter? Right... it must be a dream. It must be that she cried too bitterly and fell asleep as a result.

Zhang Shaobai stood at the first assistant's position, and upon hearing this, immediately lifted the proximal end of the patient's severed hand, preparing to assist with the debridement.

Before lunch, Chen Xing went to wake Tian Jiao up. By the time the few of them had almost finished lunch, Tian Jiao lazily appeared in the living room, yawning, wearing a sharp-featured, handsome face in a foul mood, and sweeping his habitually world-contemptuous gaze across everyone at the dining table.

Because of Qing Feng's words, Ling Jing was somewhat choked with anger and pointed at him. However, thinking of her grand scheme, no matter how intense her inner anger, she could only suppress it and pretend to be calm.

Seeing this scene, Li Yunhui's jaw dropped in shock as she pointed at Luo Yan, who was hanging from the ceiling.

Ling Jing held Li Wuxin's hand, unwilling to let go for a long time. Looking at Li Wuxin, his eyes held a spellbinding tenderness.

Everything has a service life. If you abuse it without proper maintenance, problems will inevitably arise—there is nothing more to be said about it.

Just ahead of the tail fin of this aircraft, a figure was already sitting leisurely at this moment, and it was precisely Qin Yibai, who was heading to the East Island.

Coupled with his and Elder Huang's status in China's medical community, let alone Zhonghai, he could freely choose hospitals anywhere in Jiangbei Province.

Swallowing her pride slightly, Yanzi glanced at Liu Haitao, then at the fierce-looking man in the tank top, and without hesitation, she sat back down beside Ye Qiu.

Wusheng had finally managed to adjust her state, only to be amused once again by A Dao's reply. This time, however, she did not laugh out loud, but instead kept it bottled up inside. Glancing over at Xuanwu and seeing that he seemed to have recalled some unpleasant memories once more, she did not dare to act presumptuously.

"Hey, hey, wait for me..." Luo Wusheng's pace never slowed for a second, but the strangest thing was that the Ghost-Faced Ancient Jade was clearly just strolling leisurely, so why couldn't she keep up even while running?

No one knew how this fellow had suddenly popped up. After investigations by those in the know, it was discovered that this Li Yan possessed ordinary capabilities and mediocre cultivation—meaning his educational background and experience were both lacking. Furthermore, going back three generations, his family were all impoverished immortals with zero family background. So how on earth had he suddenly risen to prominence?

Ever since their conversation about the Black Sea last time with Xia Zijian, the two men no longer discussed the matter even when drinking together.

No one could have known that two such fierce battles were taking place deep beneath the sea of forests on the outermost fringes of this snowy plateau. The numerous sects scattered across this wind-swept plateau were roaming everywhere, searching for snow apes or snow ape caves.

"You know so many foreign languages and possess an eidetic memory as well? Why would you come to work at Four Seas Group? By all rights, you could go be a visiting professor at Zhonghai University," Bai Jie murmured to herself.

With this, both the old man and the youth finally had peace of mind. Even Tao Tiancheng, who had not worn a smile for many days, let out a long breath of relief. He held not a single doubt that this reclusive expert, Master Xu, could cure his old companion.

Before long, Zhou Can led the troops and escorted a dozen generals and officers over. Li Yun laughed heartily, went down to greet them, and chided playfully, "Why are they still tied up?" With that, he personally stepped forward to untie the ropes for that commanding officer. The soldiers hurriedly stepped up to untie the rest one by one.

Therefore, even with hundreds of thousands of years of secluded cultivation in the Tianmen space this time around, Luo Peng could not guarantee that he would definitely be able to advance to the level of a Level Five Mysterious Immortal.

Upon seeing their commanding officer, these scattered soldiers regained their backbone and ran behind the horses to form ranks on their own. The soldiers in the rear—those putting on armor and donning helmets—quickly rallied into formation under the shouts of their squad and platoon leaders.

At this moment, the pilot was intently watching the entrance of the tunnel. Finally, the tunnel entrance opened up, which meant his fighter jet could now enter the passage.

Right at this moment, Tiemu Yun also boldly welcomed these mysterious true qi, enriching his own dantian. However, he failed to notice that danger was closing in step by step.

"Wait a moment, I'll call you right back." Zhu Lei hung up the phone and rushed straight back into the room to wake Li Tianchou.

Once immortals become immersed in cultivation, they lose all perception of the passage of time in the outside world. Often, by the time their cultivation session ends, thousands or even millions of years have already passed.