25 Fermented Bean Curd, Bag-Filling Device

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Although there is no distinction between day and night in the outside world, the sky is scattered with stars that cast a celestial glow, creating a serene atmosphere rather than one of gloom. The three veteran generals had intended to offer guidance to Wang Xingxin, but to their surprise, he blazed a new trail, proposing a military governance strategy that was both novel and far more rational.

Suddenly, a troop of men rushed out, surrounding Jin Se in layers. Beneath the wall of heads, Jin Se could no longer see where Zhongli Shuo was; she could only charge in that direction based on a faint memory.

Dark fists descended from the sky like a torrential downpour, smashing into the ground in rapid succession. The solid earth shattered like mud, sending debris flying high into the air. Fortunately, Kaido was even more pathetic than Vlad. Vlad could at least fly, but Kaido had leaped up using nothing but raw jumping power. Lacking any way to maintain his balance in mid-air, he was promptly blasted back down by Vlad.

This dimness felt as if a strange mist were shrouding the area, as if one had stepped into another supernatural realm. While sighing, Li Yang prepared to take out the armor fragment from before, only to suddenly hear a satisfied burp echoing within his heart.

Though the hero Yan Liang is not a mainstream choice, he is quite useful in low-tier matches. All four of his abilities are powerful, especially his ultimate, which is a game-changing skill for staging a comeback.

As a myriad of thoughts churned in his mind, Li Yang regained his composure. However, when he looked back at the river, the blue bird that had been splashing in the water was nowhere to be seen; clearly, it had vanished somewhere during the moment he was distracted.

"Hmph, is the Brigadier threatening me? I have said that it is impossible, and that is final. There is no room for negotiation." Bolvis said, glaring viciously at Child.

What happened next was an eye-opener, even for Lin Xun, who prided himself on having a mastery of alchemy that surpassed his current cultivation level of the early Tianluo Realm.

Along the way, she trembled, tears already flooding her eyes. Her mind was filled with the scene from the documents; this must have been done by Jing Mo.

Seeing someone deflect his two sword strikes, Wu Tian’s blood-red sword flared with intense crimson light, and the Demon Color Pearl in his arms emitted an extraordinary radiance. The eight members of the Rainbow Sect felt their breathing hitch at the sight of the strange light. With a wild howl, Wu Tian swung his blood sword, unleashing a massive seven-colored arc of light toward the seven men.

"It is not that you lack a brain like mine, but that you choose not to use it. Once you start using your head, you will find that you are capable of thinking of just as much as I am." Xiao Yu handed Yang Xiao a glass of water, then took a sip from his own before speaking.

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Finally, when the scent of roasted meat permeated the entire forest, Wu Tian took the meat off the fire and gave a piece to Qian Xue first. Qian Xue had long been famished; ignoring the heat, she popped it into her mouth and hissed for a long time.

This thought merely flashed through Qin Nongyu's mind. He was charging forward too recklessly and collided head-on with those two pools of blood.

During the rest of the meal, Zi Hao’s mind was occupied by the thought that Yue Sheng now had a man she was planning to marry, and that she would no longer pester him in the future.

He sat down in a chair without the slightest bit of courtesy and grabbed a piece of fruit from a plate, taking a bite.

Jiang You felt even more disgusted—damn the "Immortal Second Generation!" Turning his head, he saw Yang Jian glance over, then silently continue to drill wood, completely ignoring them.

However, he couldn't just ignore it either; the whole affair had started because of him. If he didn't make his stance clear, he would feel uneasy. What if people started saying he had tacitly agreed to the marriage?

At Elder Zhu’s age, passing away at this time could be considered a peaceful end, a "happy funeral." But no matter how "happy" the funeral, for the Zhu family, losing a loved one was still painful.

However, since Jun Aofan had managed to save Bai Manwei’s life, one could not be too calculating about the past.

Thump. Jiang You’s hand moved again. Mao Mei felt something with a temperature. If it were freezing cold, she wouldn't have reacted so strongly, but since it had warmth?

Zhao Shan was getting on in years. After chasing the girls for a while, he became out of breath. Even though he was full of desire to scold them, he lacked the physical strength. He could only stand there, gasping, pointing a trembling finger at the girls.

"Does the Kitchen God have no confidence at all in what he makes?" a Heavenly Soldier asked, puzzled.

"If I don't return the keys to you today, next time, I certainly won't be the only one with the keys to your back door." Her mother and Qiao Ziqin's unscrupulous methods to achieve their goals were made clear today—not just to her, but to many in the residential compound.

At a time like this, shouldn't she be wailing, or acting willful and angry to make Ji Yebai dislike her?

"My brother said you would be coming soon, and sure enough, here you are," Di Wuran said happily.

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"His professor is incredible. He persuaded the school leadership to allow a direct credit exchange with a university in Australia, so neither side is delayed." This was fresh news.

The more one knows, the heavier the burden on one’s shoulders. The greater the ambition, the more one must sacrifice.

There was no helping it; Tian Liang still carried a great deal of "official" authority at home. Even though Tian Xiao was the apple of his eye and his heart’s treasure, he wouldn't easily shed that air of authority, which left Tian Xiao with some psychological baggage when facing him.

Ouyang Bing deeply suspected that she had been possessed by a ghost for a moment to have agreed to Chen Yu’s request to go out for a walk with him. Still, it wasn't without benefits; at least she now knew that Chen Yu was incredibly thick-skinned and very nagging.

The white shadow flying at extreme speed landed in front of the wooden cabin. "Dean, may I ask why you summoned your subordinate?" It was Lawrence, the Vice Dean of the Holy Dragon Academy.

Following her intuition, she turned right into the corridor and pushed open the dark red, copper-carved wooden door nearest to the entrance, which looked quite grand. A thick, dense layer of water vapor rushed out to meet her.

Chen Yu drove very slowly along the way. Firstly, he was lost in thought; secondly, he wanted to see if he could run into one or two more assassins to see if he could poach talent from the assassin world. The result left him very disappointed.

"Understood!" I interrupted the bald man, pretending to be calm as I wiped my head and walked toward room 406, my heart instantly feeling a sense of emptiness.

Early morning, the breeze blew in gusts. The golden sun rose as usual, and wisps of pale golden sunlight illuminated the earth.

Before Tai Yi could say that he didn't want to go, he suddenly heard his younger sister say exactly that.

"Some things must be done, even if one dies a hundred times without regret!" Although Mei Changsu’s tone was calm, the determination and conviction within it were unshakable. By saying this, he had indirectly admitted his true identity.

And Qin Banruo was merely following her master’s last wishes by approaching Prince Yu and assisting him with all her might. This made perfect sense.