Chapter 155: Ordinary Happiness

Chapter 155 Ordinary Happiness

Seeing Tang Zhengyi humble himself like that, Fan Xiaoxiao felt a pang of discomfort in her heart. "Brother Tang, what's wrong with things coming out of a factory? Weren't our parents' generations also from factories? In such a vast country, if it weren't for the goods produced by these factories to supply people with necessities..."

However, the thought that anyone whose sins could be detected by the Eye of Retribution must be heinous criminals brought him a considerable sense of relief.

I have already submitted an appointment application to that hospital, and barring any unexpected issues, I will need to make a trip over there to hand over some medical records regarding my father's condition.

After blowing up one of the heads of the Yamata no Orochi, the flying sword made a sharp turn in the air and darted back once again.

Wen Sizhe's voice came from outside. Both his voice and the sound of the doorbell filled Gong Xianyue with annoyance.

Pei Xing's expression was filled with unprecedented anger and pain, yet he no longer had any reason to make a move. Being with Yu Yifan was my freedom.

But right now, he was still in his prime, so it was only natural that no one dared to challenge him—after all, nobody wanted to throw their life away.

At that moment, a work-related phone call came in, so I went to find a quiet place to answer it.

We had agreed not to stay up late, but whenever Pei Xing gave in to his animalistic desires, I had no way of ensuring I went to bed early and woke up early for good health.

Sometimes she would escape a dozen times in a single day, but the man's play with her was just like a cat toying with a mouse, merely watching her struggle.

It was only then that the boss noticed Wen Xin, who looked as beautiful as a celestial being standing behind him, and could not help casting a few extra glances. Those lecherous eyes desperately wanted to strip Wen Xin inside and out, upside down, especially eyeing her chest and her long, straight legs.

"An existence more indestructible than anything in this world..." Yao's consciousness was pulled back to reality as he muttered to himself.

She had only followed the others to practice in the tunnel for two months before this increasingly frequent, unexplained pain caused her magical cultivation to stall completely, unable to make even the slightest bit of progress.

Xu Xiuxiu pushed the door open and walked in. Only Mother Luo and the twins were at home. Mother Luo was busy preparing dinner while chatting with the boy-and-girl twins. Although all she received in response were the baby babbling sounds of the twins, she seemed to thoroughly enjoy herself.

"Let go!! Let me kill him and everything will be over!!" Yao stubbornly twisted his body, but covered in wounds as he was, he simply could not break free from Sisily.

"Okay!" Liuli smiled sweetly, looked Ah Dai up and down a few times, and then began directing him to tidy up his styling.

Thinking of how painstakingly her master had searched for this medicine for her, and recalling how much he had liked the cake she made yesterday, Yun Qingxue decided to bake another one today to properly show her filial piety to her master.

Passing through the topmost palace where Sisily lived, they came directly into a massive front hall, where numerous guards could be seen standing watch at the exits.

Su San intended to go and check on Guo Qiaogao to understand the situation before heading home. However, there were not many people out tonight, and rickshaws were a rare sight, so Su San walked all the way along the street, hoping to find a vehicle on the avenue ahead.

"The current situation waits for no one. We should take a desperate risk and launch a surprise attack on any one faction, paralyzing them before facing the other. Victory can then be expected," Huang Yu steadied his mind and said.

Above them were even the "Ghost and Deity Judges! Ghost and Deity Yama!"—existences that could only appear below the Tenth Layer of Hell.

Resigning himself to his fate, he took a few steps back and shrugged, completely unfazed by her resolute attitude just moments ago. The word "failure" did not exist in Mo Ye's dictionary. He was determined to win over Ye Qingwu at all costs, and he had to have her no matter what price he had to pay.

Among the numerous martial artists participating in the White Tiger的风云 Assembly, those at the eighth stage of the Yin-Yang Realm were considered the backbone.

It was only then that Chongying noticed that Qifang and Yuping had already covered their faces and turned around. Even so, the blushing tips of their ears were clearly visible. Looking at Yunlu, he simply cast a calm, indifferent glance and looked away to the opposite side, acting as if he hadn't seen a thing at all.