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Chapter 84: Long-Awaited Reunion

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Sword light fell like a meteor, landing on a grassland overgrown with wild weeds.

When the glow faded, Su Chunya, Chen Ye, and Mo Sui Xin stepped out from the brilliant sword light.

Earlier, the two girls had been greatly startled upon hearing Chen Ye describe the red viper with exposed bones, and hurriedly brought him to the scene to investigate.

Having experienced sword-flight once again, Chen Ye couldn't help telling Heixuanfeng on his shoulder: "Learn from this, hurry up and awaken the talent to shield me from the wind."

It was deep autumn; leaves from the courtyard trees drifted down in the wind, one about to land on her hairtip.

Even now, with blood streaming from her eyes and searing pain stabbing through them, Li Yang still forced herself not to look away, for something seemed to float and sink within those terrifying black fissures.

After practicing several times and feeling sufficiently prepared, Wang Xinxin did not relax; instead, he walked to another training ground filled with wooden dummies and straw men, where a pile of wooden crates stood at the edge, each containing fully loaded thunderbolt bombs.

Yijia Home's task is to follow Shuizhongzhai's lead and open branch stores. Next year, the first must open in Nanjing; the Jiangnan region has long craved sofas, Simmons mattresses, and such items—even if not placed in the parlor, they can go in one's bedroom, where outsiders won't see them.

Keeping the corpse is merely keeping a memory, something to visit from time to time, offering slight comfort.

"What happened? Has something befallen the young master?" The entire Hate Heaven Demon Palace was shaken; Chi Yanghua and others stared toward the secret chamber, each pale with shock. Chi Yanghua himself was visibly panicked, his demeanor frantic, unsure what had befallen his only remaining pillar.

After the assembly ended, each household returned home, but Wang Xinxin continued living in the firewood shed—except now it held a small table, on which sat a bowl of millet cakes, a few boiled eggs, and a jar of water. The bed was no longer strewn with dry straw but covered with a sheepskin sent by someone unknown.

Leaving aside the debt of gratitude Qin Qi and Gu Xinyue owed him, even the vile act of Zheng and the Marquis of the South merging humans with insect eggs made him vow never to have any connection with those two.

But as Li Yang moved, she suddenly froze, her eyes filled with disbelief—for the thunder raining from the sky had paused for a moment.

Yet in the cultivation world, the Yang family's reputation was poor, for their conduct was excessively tyrannical, often bordering on that of demonic cultivators. Fortunately, their tyranny targeted only low-level cultivators and did not yet descend into outright arrogance. Thus, the Yang family had managed to endure.

Raymond gripped the dollars tightly in his hand, silently vowing to follow his captain and secure a better life for his family, so no one could arbitrarily dictate his fate.

The boy propped his chin on one hand, the other resting on the table, idly tapping its surface—his pale fingertips lightly striking the wood, his ink-black pupils narrowed, long lashes veiling the depths of his eyes.

Although Yang Qing felt this wish was hard to realize, Yuan Feng's arrival had indeed brought him a glimmer of hope; from what he'd learned, Yuan Feng was merely slightly more lucid, and he hadn't witnessed the Yun City battle nor interacted much with Yuan Feng, so he still held reservations about Yuan Feng's abilities.

Lady Sheng had already believed Yu Sui's words by three or five tenths; the thought of Su Xing pretending indifference all these years while secretly tormenting her own son ignited an unquenchable rage within her.

Why do they dare bully police officers so brazenly? Aside from certain reasons, it's mostly because this group recruits one set of allies, and that group recruits another.

Even the red-bellied gray sparrows he once loved to tease were now ignored; he let the bird flap its wings and squawk incessantly in its cage.

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