Chapter 66: Stomachache

Eu mudei de turma, por que você está tão ansioso? A verdadeira filha se destaca e vira a queridinha do grupo Xie Tingxi 1305 words 2026-08-04 08:39:44

All eyes turned to Lin Jiachi.

At that moment, Lin Jiachi was sleeping with his head down on the desk.

Obscured by a half-column and a pile of books stacked in front of his desk, his condition was hard to make out, which was why Lin Yuan had not noticed him earlier.

Seeing Lin Jiachi sleeping yet again, Lin Yuan felt a surge of exasperated disappointment.

"Wake him up."

She directed this at his desk-mate.

The desk-mate nodded, but looking down at the tuft of fluffy hair on top of Lin Jiachi's head—

"Not at all. It is my honor that Master Tang is willing to accept my challenge, and I am the one troubling Master Tang." Gan Ning said expressionlessly with a slight bow, before walking up to the martial arts stage.

However, Mu Baizhi's impeccably polite words were abruptly cut short, taking everyone completely by surprise.

"Not necessarily. Besides, I don't know whether you plan to return or develop your career in Beijing. Just keep this for now, no need to rush your reply!" Xiao Xiao said.

The uncle said that in a couple of months, he would hire two striking young women to help manage the shop.

Even with his rebirth, even though he had seized countless preemptive opportunities, and even possessed the Orb of Creation and Annihilation, the gap between himself and the pinnacle of this world remained still far too vast.

The distance between their position and the trash can was much closer than the distance between Li Bai and the trash can, yet who would have thought that the person couldn't even throw it anywhere near the rim.

A few seconds later, the golden light enveloping Rena faded away, and only then did Zhang Chen notice that the Fiery Sun Bird emblem remained proudly on Rena's chest.

This world was none other than the world of Ace Censor. To prevent Xu Lixue from suffering any harm from demons and monsters, Jiang Yang had even taught her a top-tier breathing and body-refining technique from the world of The King of Fighters.

A pair of eyes stared fixedly at the Dragon Song Royal Palace, secret runes swirling within them like stars streaking across the firmament, moving at a speed that was nothing short of shocking.

Arriving upstairs, Zhi Xin, clad in silver armor and a red skirt, had just stepped out of the bedroom supported by Zhao Xin, the wound on her abdomen still unhealed.

"Damn, what a psycho," Jiang Feng muttered to himself. He had furiously slaughtered players within a radius of three miles just because it hadn't been stolen. If it had been stolen, he would have hunted down the egg thief across the entire world.

Bai Yong abruptly summoned his true essence, opening three of his vital apertures to crazily absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Driven by an orthodox mental cultivation method, his ultimate strike possessed an unassailable and awe-inspiring righteousness.

An utterly insane and radical thought suddenly flashed through Lu Bu's mind: during his lifetime, he would usher the Great Han dynasty into the internet age, compressing eighteen hundred years of technological revolution into a mere sixty years.

Whether their trust was truly that deep, or if someone was pulling strings behind the scenes, none of us could tell. Yet having investigated up to this point, we had effectively reached a dead end from which we could not break free.

"Auntie! I have made up my decision! No matter what, Liu Dehua and I were once brothers in arms. I came to bid you farewell, and I've already bought a train ticket to Rose City for tonight. No matter how much hardship I must endure, I will find out the whereabouts of Liu Dehua and Lin Qiao'er!" Wu Jun straightened his posture, showing no intention of backing down.

However, this might be for the better. If she were completely selfish, my plan would only become all the more flawless.

One must realize that LeBron James at this stage was still not well-rounded enough; his three-point shot lacked consistency, and his post-up game had yet to be fully developed.

She believed that everything was entirely their fault. Had they not existed, she and Lu Zhanxuan would not have ended up this way. Driven by this twisted mindset, the handkerchief left behind by Lu Zhanxuan after his death came to play a decisive role. When she was slaughtering the Lu family and caught sight of that very handkerchief, her hand softened, sparing Lu Shuangshuang's life.

Weighting the pros and cons, Bai Yong ultimately chose to hold his ground. He would not abandon the stronghold he had currently seized, but neither would he venture out to capture another. Doing so prevented the demonic faction from reaping the benefits as a third party, though the ultimate beneficiary turned out to be the Tianchuang Dynasty, which effortlessly captured two strongholds without breaking a sweat.

Ye Zeytao was merely faking smoking this time; the cigarette smoke entered his mouth and was immediately exhaled, never actually entering his body.