Chapter 57: Lin Yutang Appears

This match was truly too bizarre, so bizarre that it took me a long time to accept it.
Lin Yulang and Ye Qiang belonged to two entirely different generations.
Why, under the divination of Abbess Huilan, were their birth charts able to align with each other?
My intuition told me that within this union, a monumental secret must be concealed.
No wonder the mastermind behind the scenes did not hesitate to commit murder and silence witnesses just to keep this match hidden away.
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Actually, the boss of the internet cafe was just spreading groundless rumors, and not many people took the matter seriously. Perhaps it was simply because I was always getting into fights at the internet cafe back in my first year.
She discovered that she was at odds with the females of the Fierce Tiger Tribe—such as Lans previously, and now Modu and Yuebai. Every single one of them was constantly being targeted and surrounded by the Fierce Tiger Tribe females like flies buzzing around, all harboring designs on them.
"Although they didn't vent their anger this time, I still couldn't help but advise them. Otherwise, one of them would definitely have died today, or perhaps even both," Old Third Ma said helplessly.
Obediently, she returned to Ling Xiao's side, allowing her man to wrap his arm around her slender waist. What Ling Xiao did not notice was that the unconscious caress of his hand over Ying's slender waist unwittingly plunged her into a state of surging desire.
If the very first thing she said after waking up was to ask about that damned Underworld Emperor, how could he possibly bear it—and how would he face her?
"Get ready." The second brother glanced at the slightly ajar red wooden door and spoke to the mute man.
As the two of them stepped onto the stairs, their entire bodies bore the weight of this immense gravity. They could feel the flow of blood throughout their entire bodies slowing down, and the sound of their heartbeats was clearly audible.
During the time waiting for the checkup results and the ultrasound, my heart was filled with intense anxiety, terrified that there might be any problem with the child in her belly.
The familiar airflow surrounded her once more. Qing'e could not help but burst into tears, gazing at the desolate ruins before her. She collapsed flat on her back onto the ground, thinking, I have returned, back to this sorrowful, heavy land.
Then how on earth did she come to the Orc Island? Or could it be that Huimei had boldly lied to him once again?
This set of armor appeared incomplete, lacking a helmet, but even so, an aura of primordial antiquity and earth-shattering oppression shrouded the entire battlefield.
Lu Huai finally looked at her, and a look of delight appeared on Song Qianru's face, her eyes instantly lighting up. Yet when she met Lu Huai's gaze, a sudden chill rose in her heart.
Without cleaning up the disarray on her body, Ye Jiarou feigned rushing out from the corner of the corridor. Aiming her direction, she bumped into Yang Huailai, and then, appearing to have suffered the impact, she swayed precariously.
On this day, Wang Lan called Anran, naturally asking about her admission status, and Anran brushed her off with a couple of remarks. No sooner had the phone hung up than Ye Zi called instead.
One had to admit that the old chieftain was truly a crafty old fox. This performance not only explained the course of events but also shifted the blame entirely onto the imperial envoy.
How could the secret incantation placed by the chieftain inside the components of the Divine Armor possibly escape the notice of the First Elder?
Taking advantage of the cargo-loading process, he sent men to quietly sneak onto the cargo ship, catching them completely off guard and leaving them to watch helplessly as the enemy plundered the goods and sailed away.
Today, the memorial tablet of the Uneven Daoist remained, but the lingering trace of sword intent left behind by him was suppressed in a corner, completely stripped of its presence. Replacing it was actually a crude wooden sword broken into two halves.
The chieftain of the Goblin Tribe heard Hogger say they were heading in that direction, but being short in stature, he could not see where Hogger was pointing.
Reinhard naturally knew what his mission was, and at the same time, he deduced what the mission of his opponent behind him—the human fleet commander—was.
Therefore, among all his archenemies, only the Assassin Alliance possessed the capability to reach such a standard.