Chapter 70: Report on the Results

Report on the results

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“I have an urgent question: are all these children here your adopted orphans?” Chu Yun asked bluntly.

In short, they look down on Lin Chen, even though Lin Chen is now at the peak of Sensing Heaven Mid-Stage.

Wow, through constant exposure, Viktor piled on the compliments one after another, leaving the media reporters speechless.

As he hesitated, the men beside him offered advice: “If Lord Huyan can’t solve it, who else could? If no one else can, can’t the townsfolk solve it?”

“Defeat them, and I’ll allow you to venture out,” Princess Xiu Rong said to Wang Jin, pointing at them.

“Fine, since that’s the case, I’ll take it over and let him try it. If it doesn’t work, I’ll never believe you again!” Zhan Feiyu dropped a harsh warning, then snorted and walked off without looking back.

Wang Jin couldn’t help but give Li Keke another side-eye, while observing her more closely—her Yuan Yin body had long been broken; the yin energy inside her now was recently accumulated, raising many questions.

The big ghost clearly saw Wang Jin as an obstacle and didn’t bother changing direction—he lunged straight at Wang Jin to remove the obstacle before going for his big bird.

I was crying when suddenly a cold hand grabbed my ankle; before I could scream, I was dragged into the water.

He had no intention of making all his warriors swap uniforms for vests and straw hats to become farmers in the fields—that went against his development strategy.

Old Li and Old Hu were extremely supportive—they immediately decided to buy, without even looking. The two old men refused any discount and paid full price, simply to show support for their disciples, and besides, finding a quiet place to spend their retirement wasn’t bad.

“If you don’t study it, how do you know it’s not a branch of our ancestors? Our ancients even tamed dragons,” Zhan Tian said, leaving everyone in deep thought.

Ssshh! Ssshh! A series of dull sounds followed as Jin Daoyuan’s powerful sword qi shattered several periscopes. Bubbles gurgled up before the broken periscopes, and seawater rushed into the small vacuum gaps in between.

Since Song Yuyan fell ill, he had been constantly researching his condition, hoping to find a cure.

“Uncle, don’t get worked up—this time, both Mo Han and I were at fault for not noticing Mo Ning’s arrival in the capital. Blame me,” Hua Rongyu felt terrible inside; she never wanted her to be hurt, yet it still happened.

These past few days, he’s still been gentle with me, but I always feel something’s off—there’s gentleness, but where’s the affection?

After returning, Yelü Luming immediately sent a message to Empress Xiao, saying that Li the Imperial Son-in-Law was too powerful—they failed to capture him.

Ruan Meng heard the sound, frowned, kicked again—this time on the back of his head—and the man passed out again.

Now that the Peerless Sword was about to emerge, Lady Ao thought carefully and understood Ao Tian’s dilemma—the Peerless Sword wasn’t just tied to a hundred years of effort by the Sword Worshiping Manor, but also to Ao Tian’s and the manor’s future.

Jiang Yi saw this and didn’t want to miss the chance to spend time with Qi Jingmu, so he followed closely behind them.

Wei Zhi was slightly startled by the impressive lineup, so she pretended to be busy, avoiding eye contact and staring down at her computer screen.

Pour one drop into Feng Lang’s mouth, then another drop into a bowl of water, and slowly wipe Feng Lang’s wound with the water—the wound began healing visibly at a rapid pace.

Actually, Muxue understood that the imperial concubine selection was merely a facade—the princes had long since made their lists, knew whom they would marry, and most outcomes were already decided.

Everyone in the cell knew that Wan Tongtian was a powerful figure in the Hua Xia server; now that he openly admitted his inferiority, all of them deeply admired his integrity.

When Chu Yu went out for a walk after dinner, he learned that no one would be staying overnight at Yong’an Temple—only Chu Yu and the Hu family servants. Chu Yu paused, puzzled—what was going on?

“Actually, you’re right—I am gay,” Xu Zuoyan lifted his head, trying to feign sadness, but his emotions were too intense—he couldn’t fake it, ending up with a twisted, tearful-laughing expression.

Liu Yi’s calm statement, delivered in a state of extreme fatigue, sounded weak—but Yang Chong could hear the meaning hidden within Liu Yi’s words.

Jiang Lin coached patiently beside him, talking until his throat was dry, almost ready to get down on his hands and knees and demonstrate in the litter box himself.

Murong Fu felt a chill run down his spine; the warmth that had just surged in his heart vanished instantly.

Guarantee no harm at all—besides, not far away is a pile of zombies; any slight noise would draw them all over.

Bai Ling and his group moved forward, entered the hall, and were immediately hit by a cool breeze—the scorching sunlight and sweltering heat outside were instantly blocked out; their bodies grew refreshingly comfortable, every pore opening wide to savor the cool wind.