Chapter 75: A Decree Descends, the Dao Body Completes Its Evolution, Nine Grotto-Heaven Blessed Lands (Chapter 3, Three Thousand Cha

"Father, stop talking. Please leave."

The middle-aged man heard this, and a flash of anger rose in his eyes, but he reined it in at once, sighing:

"You'er, no matter how stubborn you are, you cannot go against the family's will."

"Even if you die, it won't change anything. It will only make that sweetheart of yours earn the family's disgust and hostility."

"Your father hopes you'll think it over carefully and consider it through!"

After saying this, he looked at his daughter Mu You.

Wen Huaixu got up, went to the table, fished a phone out of her bag, sat down beside her, and looked at her screen—wondering whether she was about to message Qi Yanjing.

This forced Xie Wanning to link the two together, but no matter how she looked at it, the two had nothing to do with each other.

The demons aboard Demon One were all anxiously running calculations, but the abnormal situation with the wormhole on the other side was something even the demons were seeing for the first time.

Right now Yun only cared about one thing: once the tribulation ended, Su Yan could go home, and he would never have to pave the way or shield her from disaster again.

Yang shi thought to herself, if Zhongda became the imperial son-in-law, then she would be the Emperor's in-law—how could that possibly be the same?

After a thorough streamlining, the number of soldiers was held to five thousand, and Zhang Sheng wanted that figure to hold steady for a good while.

Saying so, the old beggar sidled forward like a crab, his eyes fixed intently on a corner in front of the shop across the way.

That slender figure whirled around sharply and came face-to-face with Xie Wanning in a dark-blue eunuch's everyday robe; the slender person stumbled and fell to the ground.

"You just said you treat Yin'er like a big sister. If that's so, do you really think it's appropriate for you to say something like that?" Helian Xuan asked, raising a brow.

Still, Guan Yu was content. If they weren't in the car where it wasn't suitable to do a gacha pull, he would have loved to see right away what he could get.

Between his brows he carried a vast, righteous air—the righteous Qi of Heaven and Earth, possessed only by those of open heart and upright, honorable character. Even as a mortal, bearing this righteous Qi of Heaven and Earth, he was something demons, specters, ghosts, and monsters alike would fear.

The brothers pushed the cart forward at full speed with all their might. Seeing it about to slam into the door, the two of them ducked their heads together, using a water-soaked cotton quilt to shield their bodies.

For an entire night, Chu Xiangsi was forced to strike pose after pose with him, each one more blush-inducing than the last, moaning softly under his relentless teasing.

Zhu Cong's family ran a pharmaceutical company worth several hundred million. In Haicheng's circle of young scions, they weren't at the very top, but they were solidly upper-middle.

Gu Yun sighed deeply, and an ominous dark cloud quietly gathered in his heart, never to be dispelled again.

Those flowers and plants were all planted by your own hands, and they were all your favorites. But now, you can never tend them again.

Ming Si's voice was very soft, his tone very flat, yet from his words I caught a different, deeper sorrow.

At some point she had changed into a loose set of loungewear; her hair was slightly mussed, the dark circles under her eyes were very obvious, and her gaze was listless.

, drawing on the strengths of the Confucians and Mohists, seizing the essentials of the Logicians and Legalists, shifting with the times, adapting to the changes of things, establishing customs and managing affairs, nothing unsuitable, pointed and easy to grasp, doing little yet achieving much.

"Didn't you bring your boyfriend?" someone asked. They remembered Su Ping's boyfriend was a young master from a great clan; once before they'd seen him pick her up in a luxury car, which had shocked quite a few people.

"If you take me as a brother, tell me whatever you need! But if you don't take me as a brother and try to use money to get me to help you, then a mere dry share worth two or three million in dividends a year isn't enough to qualify me to help you!" Pan Shuai said in a deep voice.

When Ziyang saw Mo Ran and the others dart up to him like a gust of wind, his heart sank.

Those servants had originally been only half-convinced about the news of their illness, but those who had held out until now were finally certain they were sick—perhaps something worse than sickness. Because they had seen the black smoke rising from the tops of others' heads and from their eyes.