Chapter 137: Happy and Free

What Lin Jianming and his wife knew were all things Shen Siyuan had told them.

But they still hoped to learn from their daughter what had truly happened back then.

After receiving her mother’s affirmation that she was still a good child, Dodo spoke of what had happened that year.

“She said she put on her favorite yellow rain boots, carried her beloved little umbrella, stepped out of the house, and met two little frogs along the way, ribbit ribbit ribbit…”

“She said she walked past the piggy bank…”

Zhou Che’s string of questions instantly plunged the room into thought; once people calmed down and considered it, they realized Zhou Che’s logic was airtight and deeply reasonable, and they couldn’t help but be somewhat convinced.

Clinging to the mist, the white wolf felt a pulling force drawing him into the fog—he could even see jagged tentacles extending from its edge, like living creatures, gently waving toward him.

Then, the massive Tianchi Ruler, adorned with nine dragons, traced a bizarre path, swerving left and right like a leaf carried by the wind, drifting forward erratically.

Because the legendary Rìtiān Emperor, who had endured countless brutal battles and ultimately unified the world and dominated the cosmos, was now weeping softly—“ying ying ying”—on his shoulder.

“Father, Mother! We should set off!” Guan Ping burst into the room, startling the couple.

Although the key to the problem was clear, how could it be broken? Releasing true qi would scatter it; not releasing true qi meant no defense against the relentless hammer blows.

On the White Team, only Zhou Bo was from Yanzhou; the rest were all from Jizhou, so Huang Bing had reason to believe the others would support him.

A cup of hot tea left sitting will grow cold after the person leaves and no one refills it—that’s an objective law; your heartfelt sincerity won’t change it.

Because crime rates in Jiangcheng had noticeably dropped recently, he gave himself a few days off and went to bed early last night.

Just as Ning Shuangying began to doubt, a portion of the Liangzhou troops outside Wuhai Town began slowly advancing into the town. Ning Shuangying and Ning Qing both moved toward the direction from which the Liangzhou army was approaching.

This was using the enemy’s own method against him. The Flame Bone Lion’s foot stumbled slightly—I pressed the advantage. I activated the skill Flame Slash. An Lingxi also refused to miss this opportunity.

To commemorate this great hammer strike, the first auction item was a great treasure—no one would have imagined anyone would possess, let alone put up for auction, such a relic.

“Gao Chong, come, let’s eat and talk.” Gao Chong raised a bowl of wine with Qian Jichen—it was the common rice wine of the Song era.

“Mr. Peng is fine, sorry to have kept you waiting.” The car door suddenly flew open, a dark shadow rushed in with a whoosh, and plopped down beside the two men.

Facing the tense Pei Donglai, Chen Ying did not stop her steps but continued walking toward him.

After getting acquainted with Yan Guan and Luo Ping and a few others, they exchanged a few brief words; seeing Zuqiu Yi had not yet returned, Wen Liangzhou couldn’t help asking.

The remaining iron giants were each pulled by two by An Lingxi and Su Jingyao, and battle began. I smiled faintly, shouted softly, activated Flame Slash—a torrent of flame surged straight toward the six iron giants.

Although this milk tea was very sweet, it didn’t feel cloying—instead, it was refreshingly crisp, leaving a lingering aftertaste. At this moment, Chu Feng simply felt he was already falling in love with this flavor—or perhaps this sensation.

This man was none other than one of the nine commentators who had judged the contest between Zhong Lingyu and Meng Zhijie—Old Master Ouyang.

The large-caliber antimatter nuclear fusion gun, because the “Lushen” rarely used it, was not regarded by the Gurus as its symbolic weapon; whereas the high-energy pulse quantum axe, the weapon the “Lushen” used frequently, was seen as its symbolic weapon.