Chapter 109: [Wang Chuyi] (Ten-Thousand-Word Mega Chapter~)

When the car drove into the village it was already evening, and the sky had grown slightly dim.

By the roadside there were still children running about with throw-firecrackers in their hands, chasing each other and laughing. At the little shop at the village entrance, the front yard had already hung up New Year lanterns, looking full of festive flavor, and piles upon piles of New Year goods were stacked outside the shop door, heaped up like little hills.

The car had just passed the village entrance when she saw

She hadn't expected Tang Anjie to still make her apologize; she couldn't find the other party, and the video was real — all of this was Jiang Tiantian's own doing, and now the only way out was to apologize.

Zheng Haonan felt waves of nausea in his chest, but facing Su Jiao's calm and resilience, his heart filled with awe.

Guests from the hotel upstairs also came tumbling down half-dressed, instantly making the entire hotel lobby a noisy mess.

Besides, Luo Yi is a foreigner, a Sino-Italian mixed-blood. But his nationality is Italian.

At the neighboring table, Shopkeeper Chen and Old Grandpa Murong were there; Emperor Chu had also said there was no need to stand on ceremony between ruler and subject, and the few men raised cups and traded goblets, the atmosphere even more heated than on this side.

Lu Zihuai looked around casually; on the ground there were still traces of the flowers he had prepared to give Chu Xun as a surprise but which had been torn apart because someone had caused trouble, but all those flowers had already withered.

No matter what, though, he still had to go in — hurrying to stop Chu Yan was the only way.

Although what Chu Xun valued was not her body, hearing her past life use her body to say these words still made him somewhat uncomfortable.

After an unknown length of time, the room door was pushed open again, and a thick wave of bloodiness rushed in his face as Shen Cheng stumbled in in panicked haste.

When night fell, the medicines had all been decocted; after packing the wound-salves, Rong Jiu had Mu Feng deliver them to the Divine Mechanism Camp.

"Mommy doesn't know him." Picking up the onion, Su Qingge took the bag and walked into the kitchen, not wanting to say any more.

Seeing the crowd gradually leave this dangerous lava hell, Li Yunmu could set his mind at ease and begin his battle.

His purpose seemed clear — he had been heading toward An Ruo and Lu Ling's position — but at the moment of switching locations, his direction changed slightly.

Over a dozen divine magical creatures, looking like they were of troll bloodline, charged up onto the city wall, wielding long iron clubs, and fought it out with the human soldiers.

Shrek thought to himself, you've filled up the entire plaza, what can I even say. This place was originally where troops were mustered, but now with six warships present, there was no space left for soldiers to assemble.

Gentle words, like a warm current, soothed his scarred and battered heart; Ye Chenyi's heart warmed, and he obediently took the cup of water and swallowed the pill.

Xiang Li, however, was silent the whole way, not as lively and active as before. Bai Yuzhou was at a loss, only assuming she had recalled some sad matter and would be fine after a while.

Sensing the pressure of the man in front of her clearly drop, Mai Zi quickly went "shh" and lowered her head, playing ostrich.

Mai Zi checked her watch — it was already 8:25; good thing she hadn't missed this elevator, otherwise she would have been late.

"It's alright, let me teach you!" Zhao Wuji saw Su Wei's slight embarrassment and consoled her.

"Now, the firmament of the Cloud Spirit Continent hasn't shown any rift recently, and the teleportation arrays of all the cities should be usable normally, right?" Wei Suo said nothing more, only asking this one question without a flicker of expression.

The blood moon fell toward the forest; among the pitch-black branches, only broken, scattered halos of light could be seen, which only added to the eerie charm.

Here, looking in all directions was vast and dim, the ghostly aura chillingly dense, and waves of shrill, piercing howls came through — no one knew what was making them. Li Xing's appearance seemed to have startled this place's master, and a fierce, vicious aura locked onto him from afar.

Laurence nodded, appearing calm as he looked at Zhao Wuji, little knowing that in his heart he had already imagined Zhao Wuji's downfall countless times.

When I got home, my mom had already made dinner; after eating I lay down on my own bed and pretended to sleep. Thinking about it, in all these days since I came down the mountain, I basically hadn't stopped once. The wounds on my body were each time worse than the last, and I'd even nearly lost my life once.