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"I thought I would never see you again," she murmured, lying in his arms, her tearful voice carrying a hint of hoarseness. For some reason, the moment she saw him, grievances would always well up uncontrollably inside her.

Upon learning the news of Shang Zao's death, Shang Liang was consumed by grief. As a family member of the deceased, he had been brought in by the local yamen to give a testimony. The wounds on Shang Zao's body were not inflicted by ordinary weapons, and Shang Liang had initially worried that he might have provoked some formidable enemies who had come looking for revenge and targeted Shang Zao instead.

Just as Fan Xueyi was preparing to take Shang Zao away, she found herself in a dilemma once again. She was already in a perilous situation with nowhere to hide; where could she possibly take the doll-like Shang Zao to ensure safety?

As for Xu Yunchao, not long after the destruction of the Langwa Stronghold, he crossed paths with Yu Feng once more and enlisted in the Tianling troops commanded by Yu Feng, eventually becoming a core warrior within the Spirit Realm's Flame Spirit Legion. Of course, all of that is a story for another time.

Qi Ai had no choice but to drive out for a spin before finally managing to buy the groceries. By the time she returned, night had fallen, and the meal at home was already prepared, leaving only the need to wash hands and sit down to eat.

If it were not for certain individuals with ulterior motives lingering on Mount Changbai, and the fact that she had other matters to attend to, she truly would have been willing to spend half a year or a full year here in deep cultivation.

Gu Yi hugged Mrs. Gu, laughing heartily. Unable to bear it any longer, Mrs. Gu gave him a kick. Gu Yi instantly stopped laughing in a very slick manner.

Downstairs, Mrs. Gu was organizing the clothes brought back from the hospital. Seeing this, Gu Yi walked right over, took the clothes outside, and set them ablaze right then and there. Shen Xinyi looked at Gu Yi with a rather peculiar gaze. Burning clothes just like that—even rich people shouldn't be so prodigal.

"I don't know, that is classified information," the Yaksha King replied. Hu Shuntang glanced at him and pressed no further; in the complete absence of clues and evidence, it was impossible to gauge how much truth there was in the Yaksha King's words.

Ye Wudao naturally knew what Wu Nanyue intended to do, and a chilling smile crept onto the corners of his mouth. Yet, no one present could fathom the true meaning of that smile, mostly because those people had already gone to meet the King of Hell.

Looking at Hou Xuan's adorable expression, I suddenly found myself falling deeply in love with the "old lady" he spoke of. What a wonderfully pure and innocent young man she had raised; no wonder he was loved by everyone and chased after by every butterfly.

Because Angel had an important promotional event the following morning, Yi politely declined Angel's offer to see her off. Accompanied by Long Wu, Lian Yi, Li Dahong, Zhang Jinbiao, and others, she boarded the luxury private coach bound for Taipei International Airport.

The Queen of Yin sighed inwardly, once again finding an excuse for herself: she simply could not bear to watch Xu Ziling's cultivation and reputation ruined, and it had nothing to do with any personal affection between them.

"You do not owe her anything. If Grandmother's spirit in heaven could see this, she would surely smile with happiness." A voice drew closer from afar. The owner of the voice walked up to the old man, glanced at the half-empty bottle of liquor in his hand, lowered his brow in silence, and carefully swallowed the word "Grandfather" that was about to escape his lips.

One must realize that Guo Shaoming's team was cultivated by the Guo family over a long period; it was impossible for them to remain stationed in one single place for a lifetime just for the sake of a single project.

Now there was no need to hesitate, for the carriage carrying Bai Youxuan was parked right outside the city gates, and Tinglan stood beneath it, anxiously peering toward the gateway.

As for that piece titled "Clear Breeze and Bright Moon," it belonged to Han Jun. If they wished to buy it, they should go find Han Jun. Perhaps the price they offered would be generous enough to turn a profit.

How many days I had hidden here, I could no longer count; I only knew that, imperceptibly, the dragon boat had already put out to sea.

"The chicken soup is quite good." Long Ziyan's graceful and courteous demeanor made it difficult for anyone to doubt his gentlemanly posture.

Yet Xiong Da, Xiong Er, and various other pandas and orcs still wailed in bitter agony, grumbling about how advanced in age they were and why they still had to study, asking if the children could learn in their stead while they excused themselves from studying to take charge of logistics and farming.

Ji Wei remained unresponsive, his icy gaze fixed upon Ling Xia as if he wished to devour her alive.

In this lifetime, some people were destined to become legendary figures whose renown would echo through the ages—there was no need to disturb them, for their paths were already written.

One could only say this applied unless it was an aged and frail advanced Foundation Establishment grandmaster who had just survived a grueling battle and exhausted all their trump cards.

Facing the dog demon at this moment, Ao Chun finally recalled the might of his spear; hence, despite his injuries, his courage soared high.

Seeing Huang Hui acting this way, the leader waved a grand hand, and several individuals at the Great Circle of Foundation Establishment also departed, resuming their mission to hunt down other cultivators.

Because of this, others would understand your temperament and foundation, knowing you were not someone easily manipulated, and would weigh things carefully before acting.

Shen Lang actually planned to go out as well. He and Zhu Qiqi had not visited the Zhu family for two or three years—during this time, Zhu Baiwan had always been the one traveling to the capital to visit them. He wanted to take Zhu Qiqi back home for a visit, and also let Shen Yu meet his maternal family.

Cheng Siyao wept bitterly, accusing Xu Ziling of being blind and cold-hearted, tricking her into Private Room No. 6 by telling her that her mother was in the teahouse there and asking her to come over to discuss something. Once she entered that room, for reasons unknown, her entire body became completely paralyzed.

The riddle in this box was: The vast world boasts magnificent scenery, yet different moods among those who gaze upon it give birth to different beautiful poems. Please write a single verse related to love.

In the drama, this scene depicted Jiang Wuyang rappelling down from the top of a narrow, gorge-like battlefield using a rope, slaying a mounted officer, and then swinging via the rope to the protruding edges of the cliffs on either side, creating a light and agile image of moving like the wind.

Chen Hao was not one to make enemies casually. He privately messaged Chen Er, asking him to go over to Brother Dong's broadcast and gift twenty thousand yuan worth of gifts, explaining that he did not intend to make enemies, but currently only had this specific time slot available for live streaming, and participating in the recording of *The Irresistible* imposed too many restrictions on his broadcasts.

"Zuoyou, are you itching for a beating lately? It's already good enough that you don't corrupt me, yet you claim I corrupted you? I don't possess abilities that great." Although Zuo Zai said this aloud, inwardly she felt extremely embarrassed.

"Damn it, you..." A person's subconscious reaction is always like this, unless one is exceptionally cowardly and, upon being slapped across the face, thinks of anything other than fighting back.

The name of the Golden Gate Hotel could be said to be exceedingly famous throughout the city of Beijing, and indeed across the entire country of China.

After all, as the head of the fan club, his miscalculation and poor decision-making were the direct causes of the massive wave of malicious slander directed at Su Xian'er; as the head of the fan club, he could not shirk his responsibility.