Chapter 86: 085 I Cut in Front?

Fang Qingye returned to his room, turned on his laptop, logged into QQ, downloaded a file from the group space, and opened it.

Wow...

Sure enough, there were many pages, densely packed, with a detailed mailing address appended at the end.

Is this for the school’s library room? I think they want to open a full library.

When you’ve got a mine at home, you really do go all out.

Fang Qingye sighed inwardly.

The list needs to be printed, but there’s no printer in the room.

So even now, he secretly clung to hope—if he could somehow make Lin Yanran change her mind and come back to him, he’d be perfectly content.

She had walked the edge of death, trembling with fear at every moment; that instant felt like a century to her, and He Qianxue finally understood the sensation between life and death, and instantly realized her own heart.

This time, Gu Shinian didn’t ask the driver to take them back to Xinglin Village; instead, he had him stop the cart at the crossroad outside town leading to Xinglin Village, and the two waited there for Old Yun’s ox cart.

Her worthless life meant nothing—if she could truly take the disaster meant for Shi Miaoyu, she wouldn’t blink an eye.

“When I was the peak Heavenly Sovereign of the Immortal Realm, you were a Ninth Heaven Immortal King. Back then… wasn’t it a misunderstanding that made us fight? You know what happened after…” Ye Tianling shrugged.

Going outside was also inconvenient—you couldn’t wear a scarf or mask, or your breath would fog the lenses with thick frost, blurring your vision.

Wu Qian nodded. I also think Wu Liuzhi is absolutely right. I walked over, peeled back some snow around the root, fetched a bit of dry firewood, and hid it so no one else would find it first—just as Wu Liuzhi said, someone might need it later.

Ye Yifeng hadn’t yet shaken off the feeling of that embrace. The school was nearby, so they walked. He Qianxue kissed her and went to her classroom; Ye Yifeng naturally went to his.

Indeed, the more you treat something as important, the higher the chance you’ll be noticed. Conversely, if you don’t think going out is a big deal and just walk naturally, no one will even glance at you.

After entering the room, she lit the palace lantern, shut the door tightly, then crouched down against the wall.

“Um, Misu, should we distribute the drinks kept in the thermos?” Saori raised her hand.

We just boasted before the battle started—wouldn’t it be humiliating if we got beaten down by the other side?

“What are you talking about? I don’t even know what’s in this dish.” Quan Cang stopped walking and looked at Miyamoto Hanzo.

The Rokkaku clan had set up their camp, and across from them, Kyogoku Takamasa felt slightly relieved.

Not only were there already many civilians inside the yamen, but more kept rushing in relentlessly.

With a gun in hand, Zhang Ling’er’s courage swelled: “Aren’t you leaving? Do you want me to shoot?” Zhang Ling’er barked.

The unlucky river pirate had been shot through the chest; blood pooled on the ground, and he was surely unable to rise again.

The five of us walked slowly toward the building. At that moment, a flash of green light caught my peripheral vision—clearly others had seen it too, and everyone spun around instantly.

Ping’an told them while selecting the meat, took out the most suitable portion, cut it off, and handed it to them so they could examine it up close.

“Hmm… well, although metal ores are technically stones, my Diamond Drill can’t manipulate metal after smelting—but it can still work when the metal is embedded in soil or rock.” Niu Lan-san replied.

Li Miaomiao looked at Li Yanan’s thin frame, then at the coarse grain bun she was gnawing on, and her gaze softened with pity.