Chapter 412: 400. Eternal Regret

400. Eternal Regret

"O-Old Master, I never expected that you were at that time..."

Another person shocked in a different sense was Fiery Alulu.

"He should have been liberated later; otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to adopt you, would he?" Li Ang stroked the little cow's head.

"Mm."

Fiery Alulu tugged at Li Ang's hand and asked, "That blue-haired girl is so amazing."

It must be connected to Ivenis; perhaps she possesses the same power, the same inheritance?

There was a time when Cheng Gong wanted to woo Snow Murong Lian... Whenever he had free time, he would invite her and Kan Ying to eat, drink, sing, and play together... Of course, Cheng Gong never succeeded, but he had always been obsessed with Snow Murong Lian's beauty.

Hao Tianshuo rubbed his two hands forcefully against the ground, and even though his palms were scraped raw, he refused to stop, as if doing so would completely wipe away the bloodstains and the sensation.

The reason was that Su Danqing had borrowed too much money over these years, to the point that even their relatives could no longer cope.

Old acquaintances in the desperate straits of Beigang, the suicide in Lanshan, the hopeless disabled... Meeting Bo Wang and gaining a chance at rebirth is a beautiful thing.

After settling down behind a tree nearby, Shi Youqing began to ask Leo about the situation regarding that giant tree.

He heard that for the past two years, someone had been plotting a conspiracy around Chairman Cao Pu and the board of directors, like a cold snake waiting for its prey to take the bait: using a government official with real power as a backer to appoint department manager Wang Xu as vice president, thereby squeezing the current vice president out of office.

Although there were streetlights nearby, the light was dim, and checking the ground mainly relied on the high-intensity flashlight Bo Huai had brought from the real world.

Jiang Ziya's idea was simple: since Yin Shou was not fit to be the co-ruler of the world, then the succession should pass to his son.

Seeing Li Shimin's happy and smug expression, Zhu Yuanzhang felt even more aggrieved; he also wanted to know how his Great Ming was doing and how later generations evaluated him.

The cubicle had to be checked by pulling back the curtain; his hands were shaking the whole time, and as the movements repeated, his spirit was stretched to the limit.

"Get lost, or I'll crawl into your bed tonight." Xu Qingzhou's face had turned completely black.

Diosnici was indeed a standard Shudra; low-brain production led to Larmor precession, and he had a spin quantum number. He felt extremely uncomfortable. So, he packed his luggage and left this place of sorrow.

"Excuse the intrusion, sorry to bother you." The two took off their slippers and entered the room. Then, they sat formally on the left and right sides of Liuxing. Next, they lowered their heads and stared fixedly at Liuxing's face.

The prisoner, whose life was being sustained by a hemostatic talisman, coughed incessantly; those few short words seemed to have exhausted all his strength.

Hearing Liuxing's words, Cat Master jumped into the pile of pineapple buns and finished them off in just a few seconds.

How could the maidservants of the Prince of Shu's Mansion dare to let a guest do the work, especially when this guest was a relative of the Princess Consort?

It seems girls all over the world are the same; even Russian girls cannot escape the gossiping nature ingrained in their bones.

That is why he had always wanted to accumulate enough points to cultivate in the Hurricane Mystical Realm, also to make up for this shortcoming.

Except for one guard on night watch, everyone else, including Yang Xian, was fast asleep around the campfire.

The four of them were in different locations; if their parents sent them, they would have to run around to pick them up, so after thinking about it, they simply planned to take a taxi there themselves.

Ning Fuchen answered many of their questions; fortunately, his theoretical knowledge of Traditional Chinese Medicine was rich, and combined with some ancient essence of TCM from Golden Needle Acupuncture and Zi-Wu Flow, every explanation was reasonable and sound.

Although he was not on good terms with Zhao She, he knew the ability of this old rival; among the Yan generals, there was no one who could match him, and with Zhao strong and Yan weak, the outcome of this war was already destined.

Mo Tianze nodded steadily, but he wondered why mosquitoes would run into her room and specifically bite her lips. ===== CHAPTER 413 =====