Chapter 689: He Chen, you are too shameless!

"Little Aunt, tell me, why on earth is this happening?"

On the other end of the phone, Zheng Wei—also known as Doraemon and the Jade-Faced Little Flying Dragon—cried as she poured all her troubles out to the Tomboy.

This was a level of treatment she didn't even get from her own mother.

Although her relationship with her mother was quite good, there was, after all, a generational gap of over twenty years, and she subconsciously felt reluctant to talk to her mother about this.

Not to mention that these heartfelt words, which made her feel so aggrieved, might cause her mother to have intentions toward the childhood sweetheart's family.

Xiao Yue no longer had a shred of strength left to mobilize his Yuan power; he was truly exhausted. He could only rely on the medicinal effects of those spirit herbs to dissolve automatically. Xiao Yue slammed into the ground, and in an instant, yellow sand filled the air as a large pit appeared on the ground.

An important point: in the military law of their Gulu people, the expeditionary force could only advance and never retreat. Yet now, they saw these two hundred or so troops being sent back to Mars, claiming they needed to recuperate from their injuries.

Although the mecha pilot had long known that once locked onto and pursued by the "God-Slayer," his life would be in danger, he was naturally terrified in his heart.

Looking at the fierce and menacing Tai Fei and his two companions before her, thinking of her own plight, and feeling that heart-wrenching pain, bean-sized tears flowed uncontrollably from her eyes, sliding down her beautiful yet pale face, dripping incessantly.

Tie Muyun naturally did not answer him; he let out a loud shout, swung the Thunder God Hammer, and smashed it down from above toward Lan Tian. Lan Tian could not dodge in time and was struck squarely on the head by the Thunder God Hammer. With a "Crack!", Lan Tian fell straight toward the ground.

They couldn't turn the tide either, since their commander-in-chief had been taken out the moment he entered the field. Naturally, the rest of them would feel quite discouraged. Their morale would drop, and the winners would definitely be the Demon Domain Mercenary Group.

Duan Jinchen had just learned of the Demon race's identity from the voice transmissions of Zhong Yi and the others, which was why he spoke without any courtesy.

Before eight o'clock, the grand auditorium of Zijinhua High School was packed, and all the students in the third year of high school had arrived.

But for An Lingxi and her group, it was still quite good. After all, An Lingxi and Su Jingyao hadn't reached level 40 yet, currently hovering between 38 and 39. And Liu Diandian and Dou Baozi were even worse off.

"Alright, the competition continues!" Seeing countless gazes coming from different directions, the Vice Dean waved his hand at those below him and stopped speaking, while Tie Muyun also began to consider things carefully.

President Zhou praised one while disparaging the other. Zhan Shaoting, the one being praised, remained unfazed by favor or humiliation, while Zhou Si, the one being disparaged, wore a smile on his face, being very humble.

Yet she admitted so pitifully that she didn't know what she had done wrong, causing all of Fu Ciyu's calculations to fall through.

She understood the purpose of the steamed bun in a second, and instinctively looked down. Meow, why buy such a big bun? Are you transforming into a dairy cow?

A crisis was brewing in the backyard of the Wen Prefecture. The eldest legitimate son was ill, while the illegitimate son was in good health. Concubine Jiang was defiant and disrespectful toward the Madam. If Wen Huaipei were to have any accident, the backyard of the Wen Prefecture would surely never know peace again.

How could Lin Wanyu not hear the subtext in Lin Jiancheng's words? She highly suspected that Qin Chuan had fed her father some kind of love potion; otherwise, why would he speak up for him every chance he got?

As soon as Bai Xingyi went upstairs, she bumped into Zhan Shaoting, who was pushing the door open to come out. Her mouth opened slightly in shock; shouldn't he be at the company at this hour? Why was he at home?

"Finally here? You certainly have a grand entrance, making us all wait for you," Wan Tian'an mocked.

Moreover, at that time, he had urgent matters to attend to and didn't even have time to wake Gu Manman up, so how could he possibly have investigated the drinks carefully?

Huai Ze remembered his cheap father saying that the runner-up of their year was still languishing in the Han Lin Academy, three years after three years, just waiting for an opportunity to be posted outside.

Li Sichen protected Gu Manman and walked into a hallway. The row of apartments was divided into over ten households, and it was evident that the area of each one was very limited.

Arriving outside the inn, there were two horses tied to the hitching post at the entrance; it seemed they were ridden by Guan Yuntu and Liu Lianjiang. We mounted the horses and headed all the way to the south of the city. ===== CHAPTER 690 =====