Chapter 134: The Female Ghost Also Loves Shopping

Cloud light was absent; the courtyard, unswept for a long time, was covered in withered leaves.

The autumn wind blew freely, scattering the fallen leaves in the courtyard, making a rustling sound.

Zhu Qingyan walked slowly along the bluestone path. A slight breeze blew, scattering all the fallen leaves on the path. Pushing open the main hall door, she saw her father's portrait still hanging in the hall, wearing a scholar's robe and a square cap, holding a scroll with a kind gaze.

Although the tables and chairs in the hall were scattered with dust, they were not damaged, only the surrounding shelves and racks

Ghost-like movement, the beam sabers that brought bursts of explosions. The Zaku pilots, initially in a siege mindset, collapsed under the repeated swings of those two beam sabers. Someone started it; the surviving Zakus, beneath the white ghost's swinging beam sabers, turned and ran.

Moreover, she was dressed very thickly, wearing a scarf and a cotton hat, making it hard for others to spot her at a glance. In contrast, Chen Xiaoyin attracted many eyes as soon as she appeared.

Looking at Ji Xiaoming's wretched state, Ji Ran was very strange. Even if he had stood her up yesterday, leaving her waiting, it shouldn't have resulted in such a look, right?

I want him to see with his own eyes his family members leave him one by one. I believe that heart-wrenching, knife-cutting feeling will absolutely make him suffer to the core.

"Seems he went toward Liu Hui's side. I'll catch up immediately." Su Xiong, having discovered He Moming's whereabouts, wiped his sweat in a few strokes, put his helmet back on, held his breath, and chased after He Moming's shadow.

Then, Zi Yan handed the scalpel to her. She saw her cut open her own stomach without hesitation.

Claire, with a beautiful face inside the cage, was full of anger, clearly never having suffered such humiliating treatment.

"Chen Fei, do you find this sword satisfactory?" Xiong Lin took the Polar Star Sword, handed it to Chen Fei, and said with a smile.

Whether it was Yun Wuyan's meticulous mind or her attention happened to be entirely on Chen Feng, Chen Feng's hesitant expression all fell into her eyes, causing her to immediately stop her explanation.

Back home, Quan San had already gathered all the village volunteers at his house. Except for the brothers He Erhu and He Sanhu, the others were excited and eager. First, seeing the boss had many foreign guns, the work would surely be easy. Second, going out on official duty, the boss surely wouldn't treat them poorly; at the very least, he'd give a few taels of silver to perk them up.

The young man from the SH team had a grim face, staring at the gray interface, helplessly watching his crystal be destroyed.

Last night, when Xu Zhiheng took Milo upstairs, Milo's father and mother were arguing over whether to bring a rolling pin along.

Wang Yizhen looked at Director Wang with almost disbelief. Director Wang had actually replaced her for this Su Chenxi. Ostensibly letting her rest, the reality was letting someone else act her role.

Chu Yunxi was woken by pain. She felt someone cutting her flesh with a knife, finally waking her from the pain.

Every propaganda board and notice board in the school had follow-up reports on the progress of the two's romance. Han Yueqiao taking Li Zhongjie's car to class every day was obviously no longer news.

"Grandfather... Eldest Uncle's wife... You don't think I'm a bit sinister, do you! After all, some thoughts are used on one's own family." Since saying those words, Xiao Wan had been observing the expressions of Weishu Kingdom and Lu Yan.

And Bai Piaopiao, who lived in the stall opposite her, stared at them with a face full of resentment and jealousy, her fists unconsciously clenched.

"Then shouldn't I feel some guilt for eating so much at noon?" Xiao Wan said this deliberately, aiming to make Weishu Kingdom happy.

Lu Jiu's so-called friends and acquaintances at school, to be honest, she, as a mother, didn't even like looking at them.

Compared to Su Chenxi's excitement, Gu Jingshen was much calmer, completely inconsistent with his age.

Although it was too early to bring it up now, Li Qingfeng had already planned in his mind how to train Li Qingzhu and the others. Just staying home to cultivate and spar was far from enough; what he needed was not a waste with only a realm.