61 Biscuits, Spicy Hot Pot

Unable to remain by his side anymore, she defied her family's objections and entered the entertainment industry, becoming a household name. Yet all she desired was merely to appear within his field of vision from time to time. It was not that she did not know he was drifting further and further away from her; she simply could not find a way out of the prison she had built for him.

"Mu Yi, go for it, we're rooting for you," Qing Ling said to Mu Yi. Tao Ming, Lü Yue, Hong Ling, Ding Yi, and Han Meng'er all nodded in agreement, save for Meng Qing, who still wore a sullen expression.

"As a condition, you must tell me what martial art you used to unleash those countless ice crystals," Zhou Tian barguined.

"They certainly hope for a few more, but I think one is enough. Both you and I would find it hard to part with him..." Qiao Neng's gaze flickered as the rest of his words died in his throat.

"I am here to challenge the Gym. Please have your father, Mr. Norman, come out," Shinji said coldly.

"Might I then ask the Fairy Goddess to grant us the antidote to the Life-Claiming Pill of that day," Juliu pleaded with Feng Yao with a smile.

Nanny Gui also saw how ill-mannered the maids in the courtyard were; with the master sitting right inside the room, they actually dared to freely come and watch the commotion! Regaining her composure instantly, she stood outside the room and scolded them away.

Upon the announcement of this matter, the Rong family was inevitably drawn into it. Rong Lian issued an order to close the doors and decline all visitors, though in her heart she had no idea how to handle the situation.

Though Zeng Guofan could say little outwardly, inwardly he harbored a deep and profound resentment toward Luo Bingzhang. The imperial court had already issued a clear decree that all matters concerning the local militia in Hunan were to be decided solely by Zeng Guofan, and neither the Governor nor the Governor-General was permitted to interfere.

Why was the Fourth Prince dressed in this manner? If he wished to enter the Wen estate, he could have come openly and grandly... yet now he disguised himself as the Third Prince's servant—what was his purpose?

"Do you now realize how much room for improvement your swordsmanship still has?" Jue Ren asked calmly.

For in her consciousness, Si Changlin and Su Fuya, along with Si Yan and Si Hao, constituted a real family.

Meanwhile, Luo Hu was trapped within the Grand Primordial River and Luo Formation, his consciousness drifting and unable to perceive the passage of time, standing in a daze right where he was.

Classes started at seven-thirty, with each period lasting forty minutes, followed by a ten-minute break, and school ended at nine-forty.

Li Yan's hand rested on Luo Ying's waist, while Luo Ying's hand rested on Li Yan's shoulder. As they stepped back and forth, the scene was one of harmonious grace.

As Tao Jiayi was wheeled out of the operating room, Tao Jiamu stumbled forward in a few rushed steps, crying out to Tao Jiayi, whose face was deathly pale and eyes tightly shut.

A murderous intent, chilling to the absolute extreme, swept over him, making him feel as though he had instantly plunged into an icy abyss.

Although both maintained a certain distance, Su Qiye clearly discerned the meaning of the other's lip movements.

Zhao Xiyue's sanity value had long since crossed the ninety-point threshold, allowing her to perceive many sights invisible to others.

The pristine white jade pillar, measuring less than two meters in length, erupted with golden flames, brilliant as the blazing sun, and then soared into the sky, extending to hundreds of meters before crashing down with a deafening roar.

For Shi Tian had also realized that this "Golden Eagle Divine Armor" could not unleash its true might while on him; keeping it by his side was practically a waste of resources. Since that was the case, he might as well return it to Gu Xuan of the Golden Eagle clan.

Chen Li's songs played inside the car. Zhang Mingyu rested one arm on the car window while holding the steering wheel with the other, a faint smile lingering on his face as he enjoyed an exceptionally pleasant mood.

Even the head of the Shangguan clan, Shangguan Niufu's father, grew increasingly cold toward her.

To Zhao Mu's astonishment, the grid rotated, revealing a softly glowing, highly futuristic technological window.

Half a day later, the three of them arrived at a cliff! Yet rather than a cliff, it resembled a giant sinkhole, at the bottom of which lay a pool of crystal-clear water. By the lake was a patch of rocky terrain spanning two hundred meters in radius.

With the addition of Bing Qingya, Duan Yue, and two advancing members of the Ying family, there were now twelve Nascent Soul stage cultivators present.

Though Zhang Mingyu's praise for this exceptionally rare and fine doctor was entirely sincere, Li Yi'fu recalled how he had just lectured the other person not to be proud or careless lest they misdiagnose an illness and place a patient in mortal danger. Hearing it now, it felt deeply ironic—was he not the one who had been arrogant, nearly delaying the proper treatment?

The captain shook his head and replied, "I am very sorry, I cannot answer that question, as I did not participate in its design or construction."

Xu Feng reined in his aura, and the ordinary werewolves scattered around him stood up as well. Once on their feet, they remained silent, surrounding him and watching him with vigilant eyes.

"Heh, you mean to say that tonight ends here?" I narrowed my eyes, my finger moving to press the trigger.

Following more than twelve hours of rain, the air was heavy with the scent of damp earth, and the ground was thick with mud that required cleaning every few steps. Even the zombies were affected, with several of them tripping over the sticky, clinging mire as they charged forward.

Zhao Hu, taking the brunt of the charge, promptly took a knee without a shred of hesitation, performing a textbook face-plant as Han Fan kicked him flat onto the ground.

"You really know how to touch a person's heart. Oh dear, Great-Great-Grandma, you should quickly pick what you want to eat and just divide the rest among yourselves." Qing Yao stood on no ceremony; she could easily tell whether Great-Great-Grandma Shao was genuine toward Wang Cuihua or not.

In the end, Qing Yao still made her way to the watch counter, forgiving her utter cluelessness about what to buy for a young man—she decided to simply pick a safe, foolproof option.