Chapter 559: Late-Night Movie

"That's true." Jiang Nian nodded.

He expressed his agreement with Li Qingrong's words. His relationship with the class monitor was indeed beyond reproach.

Loyalty!

"Next." The cafeteria auntie said.

"That green vegetable..." Jiang Nian quickly picked a few dishes, turned his head and handed his meal card to Li Qingrong.

"Auntie, we'll pay together."

The meal cards rewarded by the school had all been splurged away within their validity period.

Mo Yuqi stared fixedly at Qin Yu. It seemed that, apart from the matter of breaking off the engagement, Qin Yu had never disappointed her! Right, since Qin Yu has me in his heart, why does he want to break off the engagement? Also, how dare he call me an ugly freak?

"Ha! Thanks, boss!" Qin Kaicheng Yang Hai shouted excitedly. Qin Kai even saluted crookedly—he was truly drunk.

Thick clouds veiled the last faint ray of light cast by the crescent moon. Mist gradually welled up, lending the gloomy night an added air of eerie mystery. The world fell under the rule of darkness. From time to time, the cry of a crow pierced the night sky—hoarse, shrill.

So An Qixin and An Qizhi are now locked in a fierce struggle, and the An family has not had a single peaceful day. Especially after learning that the company was sold off for twenty million, the rest of the An family went berserk, each one of them clamoring to fight the lawsuit to the end—saying you can't screw people over like this.

Qin Yu was completely dumbfounded, utterly unable to make sense of the situation. What the hell, how did Adai come back? And Zhang Ma, why is she kneeling at my door?

No work meant no income, so Chen Shi started giving me money again, and I accepted it calmly. By then it was already the end of September. I had bought the train ticket to Guangzhou, and in a few more days we would be able to meet.

"Brother-in-law, hurry up and get up, I want to get up!" Seeing Qin Yu grinning at her, Bao Weiwei was nearly dying of embarrassment.

"Forget it. It's not easy for you to leave the palace either, I won't force the issue." Li Longji finished speaking and walked away, giving Xiao Jiangyuan no chance to react.

"How did you think of this? If I pass my cultivation to you, wouldn't I be doomed?" Lingjing said.

Whenever Xu Yi was mentioned, I would always wear that damn lovesick look. It was probably cultivated back in middle school and simply couldn't be shaken.

Guo Jiao Sect had been smiling stiffly, but upon hearing Gu Yunshen's words—even though his voice carried not a trace of emotion—she suddenly felt a pang in her chest, and the smile she had been forcing collapsed.

Doing this once or twice doesn't matter, but if it happens too often it will have an impact, so one will try as much as possible to avoid this kind of situation.

Wang Qian had no idea at this moment that Wang Xiu was using her attacks to cultivate and improve himself, but the premonition lingering in her heart told her that Wang Xiu would not be so easy to deal with.

If one treats the soul as an actually existing "substance," then the Daoist's cultivation process is essentially the continuous tempering of the "divine soul substance," making it ever stronger.

He reckoned that their last conversation was unknown to outsiders; even if his master had ears and eyes, he wouldn't know the details.

When the fur-trading caravan leader brought Zhao Wuji and his group to the security team to register, a question arose—should they pay extra?

If measured by the martial realms of the jianghu, Li Jinyu could already be honored as a "Grand Grandmaster." Tie Feihua was only half a step away from Li Jinyu's realm.

"You're the one who raised the price on the spur of the moment, you're the one who refused to sell on the spur of the moment, and you're the one who wants to buy—how did I set you up?"

In a one-on-one fight, or one against two, or even one against three, Li Jinyu could win effortlessly with a casual strike—however he wished to win, that was how he would win.

She cursed inwardly. It had been hard enough to find a perfect hiding place, only for the Gu family to ruin it. The key was they did it openly, leaving her no way to escape.

Qiao Minghe merely nodded, then followed them to the eastern end of the village, to the place where Mu Yue had once lived.

"Apprentices also need to be fed and given some wages." Chang Xing laughed and patted Wu Xucheng on the shoulder.

Although it wasn't the first time she had heard similar teasing about Jiang Qiu, it was indeed the first time Shao Zi had heard it from outside the Third Squad.

Big Robert had not only failed to achieve his goal of withholding wages, but had also stirred up trouble for himself, filling him with a deep sense of helplessness. He didn't dare oppose Professor Watson, so he could only swallow his grievances.

"The Six Great Immortal Cities possess the power of the Six Paths of Reincarnation. Once the Ruins Clan steps in, no matter who they disguise themselves as, their true form will be revealed." Zhan Tiancheng explained, his eyes also full of worry.

Fu Xin felt that among all the meals she had eaten in Yucheng, the one she liked most was the dishes Yin Nan had brought back from Huapu Road.

Liang An finally got the chance to properly charge his dying phone. Operating it on the three percent battery he had charged in the taxi, he begged Jiang Qiu to take his phone inside first.

Just now Ye Fan had sensed Xiao Xin'er appearing near the Wang family, but at that distance, the others couldn't sense it—only Ye Fan could.

Now all the leads had gone cold; they couldn't even figure out the identity of the dead person.

"If it doesn't reach two hundred thousand, I won't make a move." John's words seemed to grow increasingly resolute.

The arrow shot out from behind the snow peak, directly spanning a distance of over a hundred meters, and struck the Swift Wind Wolf on the neck. Blood spurted out from the neck. The Swift Wind Wolf's head trembled slightly, then lowered its head to look at the crimson revealed on the snow.

At this moment, the Blue Emperor's energy avatar was sitting on the throne in the center of the great hall. The throne was resplendent in gold and jade, displaying the Blue Emperor's majesty.

"How noisy!" The Mist Commander snorted coldly. A streak of demonic mist shot out from within, arriving before the sarcastic middle-aged man in the blink of an eye.

Zhang Tiansong, about to speak, suddenly narrowed his eyes and muttered impatiently, "Again, so annoying!" Before his words had faded, an aura erupted from his body without any concealment, its might surging down toward the clouds below. A muffled rumble came from the void, and then all returned to calm.

A prayer that was in fact a slaughter order—yet not a single word of killing could be seen. That word of killing was simply too hard to speak aloud, so they had to learn from the Tang people and phrase things more euphemistically.

Seeing Li Xiaoxue still frowning in silence, Ye Qingquan was not in a hurry. He picked up his cup, took a light sip of tea, and secretly admired: no wonder Li Xiaoxue had, in such a short time at the provincial TV station, drawn so many men to compete with him—she truly was a devastating beauty.

Yue Yingfeng said nothing, and Li Xiaoli and the others did not press him for an immediate answer, simply waiting quietly. At this moment, the coffee room was deathly still.

Wu Meiniang had also been taken into the household by Du Rui. At this time, Du Rui did not fully comply with Wu Meiniang's wishes; the matter was not carried out with much fanfare. After entering the household, Princess Runan, dragging her heavy body, personally went into the palace and, from Noble Consort Wei, secured for Wu Meiniang the status of an honored lady.

Ye Qingquan stretched out his hand to gesture for her to sit, pointed at the chair in front of him, then picked up his tea cup and took a slow, unhurried sip, saying: "What don't I know?"