Volume 1, Chapter 35: Do Not Leave Me Behind

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"Get lost!" Mo Lingcheng gave a forceful shove, pushing Meng Jiangbao back onto the sofa.

Mo Lingcheng remained seated, as steady as a mountain.

He slowly lifted the tea from the table and took a sip. "Don't you find it strange? A company physical examination checking for such things."

Cai Hongguo stumbled, nearly falling to the ground. Damn it, would those two, Gu Fei and Ding Fengjie, ever quit? Were they addicted to tearing each other apart?

Seeing that Marry was determined to oppose him, Fan Yanyan gritted his teeth. He wanted to fire another shot at her, but he couldn't bring himself to do it; after all, he had already wounded her leg, and blood was still gushing out.

Shuang'er pressed a finger to her lips in a "shush" gesture. Without a word, she reached out and pulled Fan Yanyan toward the corner of the research lab.

Gu Zeyu snorted, leaning against the bathroom door. He heard the sound of rushing water inside, followed by a 'click,' and Shen Ke walked out, wearing a bathrobe with her hair still damp.

With the interweaving of floating life essence, Qian Xing could feel his injuries healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Tang Lili was still weeping silently, her gaze blank as she looked at Kang Qiao, helpless and speechless.

"The flowers were a gift from Auntie Lin, who said she was too busy watching her grandson to visit the mistress. I begged the old birdcage from Uncle Qin at the paper shop, and as for the embroidered shoes, one had been discarded by the secondhand shop. It looked quite new, so I traded two peonies for it," Lianshan stammered, finally getting it all out in one breath.

Yet, he never expected to see Gu Zeyu at his own doorstep, and a deep sense of wariness surged within him.

The assassins across the way who had been scrambling for the money didn't even realize what had happened before they fell to the ground like rows of harvested wheat.

The snow wolf’s ferocity flared instantly as it lunged, jaws agape. Even from a distance, Li Qing could smell the stench of rot emanating from its maw.

"A Crystal of Mechanics? Why does that sound so familiar? I feel like I've heard of it somewhere," Phoenix said from the side, sounding uncertain.

Ye Suiyun lowered his head and thought, "Once I return Lingling to the Red Robe Sect, perhaps I can ask them for some Clear Snow Pills and bring them back for Xiumei to take." Recalling that Bao Muxia had not revealed Gu Lingling’s background in front of Liu Hu, he decided to be cautious and kept his own counsel as well.

"The call was too short to trace," Mo Shang said with a sigh of frustration, staring at the line of flashing red text on the screen.

Boenisch came over to cover, but Zhang Shujie took the ball to the right. A remarkably realistic feint left Boenisch frozen, and the Bayern number nine continued forward as Reinartz rushed up.

Linda looked at Er Wang with questioning eyes. Could it be that the boss of Black, a professional pimp, was the mastermind behind everything?

The Angel Legion currently possessed dozens of low-level Thunderstorm Tanks and seven or eight mid-level ones, but not a single high-level Thunderstorm Tank.

Ye Suiyun cupped his hands and said, "Take care, everyone. May we meet again in the world of martial arts." The boatman untied the rope, and the large vessel pulled away from the bank into the river, sailing slowly outward. Ye Suiyun stepped to the bow, took out a bamboo flute, and placed it to his lips. The melodious sound drifted across the water toward the people on the shore, as if bidding a gentle farewell.

To Xia Liu's surprise, Gu Fangxia suddenly appeared at the kitchen door while he was cooking.

This guy was the type who would argue even when he was in the wrong; now that he actually had a point, there was no stopping him.

Under Qianxin's guidance, Fei Ge'er, who had always been extremely insecure, began to take pride in her appearance. She started mimicking the other sisters in the palace, fussing over her attire whenever she had a spare moment, and even coaxed Qianxin to soak in petal-infused water every morning for her face.