Chapter Forty-Nine: The Bird That Sticks Its Head Out Gets Shot

“Can you guys even handle this? Is it really necessary over something so trivial?”
“I think Jiang Wuyang and his classmates cooperate quite well. Can't we learn from them?”
Zhang Fan earnestly persuaded, but it seemed to have little effect.
Some even whispered mockingly, “Hah, now you’re praising others? When Jiang Wuyang was in our class, wasn’t he just as incapable?”
“Talk about that, I think it was the other class’s sports commissioner who did it.”
Consort Li’s face, initially bright with joy, gradually clouded with dissatisfaction and displeasure. She lifted her skirt over the wild grass growing rampant in the courtyard and strode back into the palace.
Their lips met, eyes locked, and as Feng Hua opened her mouth slightly to speak, the tip of her tongue moved faintly.
Though the seed had no idea what kind it was even after merging, it told Feng Hua something fascinating: it was the center of this forest, aware of all its arrangements, the forest’s key features, and even able to control them.
She only hoped to have a devoted man by her side, accompanying her through life, without taking concubines or visiting brothels.
The long skirt trailed the ground as Ye Zhen took measured steps onto the crimson-gold phoenix couch. Her fingertips gently brushed the intricate phoenix carving above, her expression serene and refined.
Xue Kairen sat down to her left, his hand seemingly casual yet deliberately resting beneath the table on her thigh.
But when they emerged from the conscious space of the fields and paths, they transformed into truly flesh-and-blood people.
Inside the Dragon Tomb, facing the colossal dragon corpse spanning tens of millions of years, all other forces were completely suppressed.
Bai Tongtong stepped out of the Tian Sheng Group, looking around cautiously. Seeing no one following her, she finally exhaled in relief. Then she slipped into a Western-style restaurant, moving stealthily.
Upon hearing this, Su Jing realized what she had said three seconds too late and immediately wished she could hide in a hole.
She quickly added, “This is an extraordinary time. We’re on a mission, not a drill. According to regulations, the gun cannot be put down. The punishment will be recorded now and enforced during the next training.”
Computer expert Zhang Zhi mused to himself, “As the name suggests, the underground black market really is underground.”
The soul slave looked somewhat unwell; these days, helping to fight the evil fetus had consumed a great deal of energy.
Jian Ning didn’t know what to say anymore. She was certain that if she pumped her third sister full of clichés about relying on oneself rather than others, her sister would probably burst into tears on the spot, imagining all sorts of things and thinking she was despised.
How to see it: The immortal peak is perilously high, with towering rugged mountains; auspicious grasses grow, and the land nurtures spiritual mushrooms. Roots connect to the earth’s essence, and the summit reaches the heavens; green pines and willows, purple chrysanthemums and red plums. Jade peaches and silver ginkgo, fiery jujubes and crossed pears; the immortal sage judges paintings, while hermits play Go.
Lu Yunyi lifted his cold face. At this moment, he could no longer sit and wait for death. Only by taking the initiative could he grasp a shred of hope for survival. If the enemy’s source energy struck him, even with the protection of the Qingmu Technique, he would suffer a heavy blow.
“Xuan, you’re so clever! I originally planned to sell three talismans at fifty thousand each. Now, we’ve basically tripled our profit!” Jiang Qingqing chuckled happily.
At this time, Qin Chu was in the crew’s first lounge, explaining the script to Yun Yang in his capacity as director.
The next day, the two prepared to mobilize troops to head toward Yuzhou. But all of Fang Susu’s forces were being sent to Yuzhou—what about Brother Yu?
Huo Meizhen hadn’t expected Chen Xiyao to half-jokingly reveal the matter in front of so many people, even slandering her. Normally, she would have immediately gone up and pulled Chen Xiyao’s hair and fought her.
That thread was not originally white but nearly transparent. In an instant, it suddenly expanded, transforming into a large net before turning white.