Chapter 855: Two Hundred and Two, Chen Ergou

Two Hundred and Two, Chen Ergou’s Anomaly

In fact, strictly speaking by Lan Ruoxi’s criteria, the person or event affecting Chen Ergou was most likely Ouyang Rong.

Mainly because Ouyang Rong had indeed spoken earnestly to Chen Ergou about certain principles before…

Even Ouyang Rong himself, up to now, cannot be certain whether it was his “grand principles” that made Chen Ergou see the light and suddenly decide to return the sword and bestow blessings upon Lan Ruoxi.

Because Ouyang Rong knew

The sound of bones shattering was like a current, flowing from the severed finger on his right palm all the way up to his ears, exploding.

The little girl in the torn hemp robe wore a blank, numb expression.

She stared blankly for a moment.

She looked down at her curled little finger in the sand, then at the bloody stump of her palm.

“Ah—!”

The little girl screamed.

Around her were crowds of villagers and neighbors, some with their own children, the children

When it aired, Guan Yang had just finished filming and was taking a week’s break before joining the next production. He watched the premiere with Lu Qiyi.

He couldn’t go out this month, spending all day splitting silk threads; He Zhili had come up with new large items like bamboo curtains and screens.

After a stick of incense had burned, He Zhichun walked out of the latrine with a blank face, followed by Gao Nu, barely holding back a laugh.

She was weighed down by thoughts, unable to stay in the hospital any longer; she returned home after just one day.

He thought, plucked a peach blossom, checked it thrice to confirm there were no insects, then tucked it behind He Zhichun’s ear and led her to a swing nestled among the peach trees.

He pulled off a scrap of paper stuck to the back of the skull and handed it to Zheng Renkai.

Yun Yi looked at Mo Rou’er’s flushed face and regretted deeply—he had merely felt uneasy seeing how much Mo Rou’er valued Ge Erdan, but he never expected her, in a fit of impulse, to say something like that.

If the initial offensive attempts prove effective and gain ground, the subsequent defense will have a solid foundation, and might even secure victory with a massive formation; even if the offensive fails, the defense must hold the goal at all costs.

He readily granted his request to leave, clearly signaling the emperor’s intention to abandon him—partly due to court regulations forbidding officials with physical disabilities, partly because over the past two years his prominence had grown too great, subtly giving rise to the perception that people knew the Left Chancellor but not the Emperor.

“Your brother… walked out of the hospital and went straight to a bar, drank heavily, drove himself, and got arrested by the police—he’s now in detention.” He sighed.

As a half-human, half-vampire monster, my greatest advantage is that I can go long periods without eating and cannot die.

Huh? Where did my belly band go? Yesterday, she clearly remembered wearing it and hadn’t taken it off—why was it gone? Lin Hanxi, filled with questions, called Bi Zhu to attend her.

The lead man, seeing such a perfect opportunity, leapt through the air, pulled his bowstring taut with all his strength, and with a sharp “twang,” his arrow struck true, flying straight at Qing Wu, who sat sprawled on the ground.

But he changed his tone, his expression turning awkward: “But if we keep going this way, it seems… it seems we’re truly wrong.” He had never doubted himself like this before.

“You go out.” Luo Xi pulled her hand away; the Bai family might have been wiped out or suffered a great disaster—she had to know these things, or something would remain lodged in her heart, unbearable.

At this moment, the Nine Yang Demon God was drenched in blood, his body riddled with wounds—all inflicted by immortal artifacts.

The voices opposing X X once again surged loudly in Lancelot’s room—remarks like “How can someone who can’t even write our Warcraft characters serve as an advisor?” instantly flooded X X’s mind, but they no longer affected him at all.

“Zhihan, why don’t you go back to your room first? I haven’t seen Hao in years—I have so much to say to him.” Da Lianna gazed tenderly at Pei Junhao.

“Master, thank you. You’ve been busy all day—why not rest here tonight? Tomorrow, I’ll treat you to a meal as thanks.” Luo Xi sincerely expressed her gratitude.