Chapter Sixty-Four: Yearning for the Beloved

A trace of unconcealed excitement crept into Qin Yanzhou’s voice. "Our marriage application has been approved! As soon as the person I sent retrieves the household registration booklet, we can get married."

Hearing this, Qiao Luo was instantly overjoyed.

Since the approval had come through and they could now tie the knot, wouldn’t that mean she could finally consummate the marriage with this old-fashioned square of a man, Qin Yanzhou? And once they consummated the marriage, would she be able to acquire the "Elementary Medical Arts"? By then, she would be able to cure Qin Yanzhou’s legs!

"I'm just afraid that you'll make me support you later," Helan Yao said, tapping Helan Zhiyuan on the head before taking his hand and walking toward her room.

At the same time, the Daoist principles and ultimate truths he had comprehended in that brief span of time fed back into his body the moment he awakened with a start.

Qin Qing walked over to the corpse and rolled it over, only to discover it was not Uncle Qing. As he paused in bewilderment, a rich and unusual fragrance drifted into his nostrils.

Before long, the group arrived at a low mountain surrounded by emerald waters. The water was deep and the mountains picturesque, filled with the singing of birds and the cries of apes, creating a tranquil and secluded valley.

As one of the foundational martial arts of the Netherworld Demonic Sect's Tianxin Hall, the Three-Nothing, Three-Non, Three-Light Hand possessed a terrifying and overpowering might. How could it possibly be corroded or dissolved by the poisons concocted by Gongyang Pei?

"How is your middle lane? If you need help, just give me a word," the Graves player said, showing a strong sense of teamwork.

With her head buried between her knees, Lin Duo'er muttered softly. No matter how the punks beside her tried to grope and paw at her, none of it could reach her numb heart.

Wang Yue suddenly recalled that Lin Duo'er's mother had passed away from an illness, but he had never heard her mention what kind of illness it was.

Meanwhile, the man's body began to swell and gradually distort, transforming into a silvery-white creature resembling a snake yet part insect. His entire form was wreathed in fierce nether yin Qi, within which countless human faces were cursing and wailing.

Lin Yao stood at the doorway, her face overcast with dark clouds and her hands trembling slightly as she desperately suppressed the impulse to hurl her phone.

Yet she had no chance to leave. From the moment she arrived here, she had lost all intention of seeking out those elders.

The image of Yinuo running out of the room in a state of disarray lingered in her mind all day long. Aiwen was unwilling to accept it. Losing to Zuo Yi was one thing, but possessing Zuo Yi's face, why had she still lost to Yinuo? She was unwilling to reconcile, refusing to accept that her deep-seated love for Gele Changyu had been betrayed.

His meticulousness was so thorough that no one's conspiracy could ever evade his mind again. No one would ever be a match for Brother Yu again. He knew that Brother Yu's upcoming six years would certainly be anything but ordinary. This man would never be ordinary; he was the elder brother in his heart, the towering peak he had to look up to, someone whose back was far beyond his reach.

In fact, Gu Feiyu had already known what happened here earlier, but for the sake of the Three Thousand Heavenly Thunder, he had not rushed over immediately.

Lin Muyu had anticipated this long ago. Today's crime bosses were every bit as brilliant and cunning as old foxes; it seemed they were still some distance away from uniting into a single rope. This was a good thing for Lin Muyu, as he could use this time to digest everything Sun Jia had left behind and swallow it whole.

The expressions of the crowd shifted dramatically as they looked up at the sky simultaneously. When they saw Han Bin, they were driven wild with joy, their eyes brimming with adoration. Then, to Han Bin's astonishment, the old man dropped to his knees first, followed immediately by all the youths on the deck, who bowed in prostration before Han Bin.

Han Bin nodded and said in an extremely resolute tone, "Give me two days, and I will reclaim my destiny soul." With that, he crossed his legs on the ground and began studying the information transmitted to him by Heavenly River Immortal Monarch. This influx of information was exceptionally vast; the moment Han Bin delved into it, his body trembled and his mind buzzed deafeningly.

Gong Shaofen detailed everything one by one to Si Ling, and then asked if it would be convenient for them to go take a look at her apartment tomorrow. If Si Ling found it satisfactory, she could move in and stay there for as long as she liked, promising that she would definitely not charge her any rent.