Chapter 225: Don't want to work hard anymore

To be honest, Li Yan didn't listen to the lecture very attentively, taking out his phone to check it from time to time.

This wasn't because Li Yan's learning ability had declined; it was just that there were now many more things and temptations around him.

Besides, expecting someone with two or three hundred million in their bank account to sit quietly in a classroom and study was, in fact, a very difficult thing.

After graduating from a 985 university, the vast majority of people have a monthly salary that doesn't even reach Li...

Now, he possessed the added strength and abilities of many people, and his own aura was naturally restrained; even the many powerhouses on the podium could not perceive his specific cultivation level.

A gust of cold wind blew by, bringing me back to reality from my sentimental thoughts. I threw away the cigarette butt in my hand, stepped on it to extinguish it, rubbed my frozen, icy hands, and hurried back to the emergency room.

Although I am not an extremely formidable person who is adept at handling all sides, I still understand basic observation of people's expressions. I could glimpse something from Bao Zhanshan's complexion.

Zhou Jin saw the two of them off, took out his phone, and looked at the long list of contacts in his address book, truly not knowing who to call.

Since our last encounter, I had grasped his fighting pattern—it was completely devoid of any rules and relied entirely on that brute strength. Naturally, I couldn't fight him head-on; with a slight sidestep, I dodged his charge.

"I am Luo Jiajin, an outer sect disciple of the Medicine Gate, specifically responsible for guiding and picking up the medicine boy assistants for this Medicine Gate event. You two junior brother and sister may call me Senior Brother Luo. If there is anything you don't understand, feel free to ask me at any time." The Medicine Gate disciple Luo Jiajin was dark-skinned, tall, and thin, around thirty years old, and was very gentle in his manner.

Feng Lingyue calmly glanced at Zhong Lou and triumphantly raised her eyebrows at Mingyue. Mingyue was amused by the two of them and let out a "pfft" of laughter.

The pursuers stopped their attack, stood in place, and stared at Ning Du as well. They hadn't even fully reacted, nor did they understand how the other party had broken through the long street.

A light breeze swept by, and Chen Tong's figure drifted easily between the coffee table and the sofa, causing Chen Mei and Chen Hao to miss their target and fall onto the sofa.

Mother Lu's thinking seemed somewhat antiquated, which is why she would hold onto her cheating husband so tightly and never think about being kinder to herself.

Just as Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was pondering, his expression suddenly changed drastically. Then, his figure flickered, and he hurriedly returned to the Buddhist camp.

The black Qi dissipated, and a middle-aged man appeared with a ferocious and hideous face; it was exactly the "Old Ghost" mentioned earlier.

"How could it be that easy?" Beidouxing immediately adjusted his direction and flew to the left. However, whenever he flew to the left, Babudeli would rush to the left; whenever he flew to the right, Babudeli would close in from the right.

And not long after, she truly died. Yet, even now, more than thirty years later, he still does not know what that gift she prepared for him was.

Because of the strong wind, everyone in the carriage team covered their faces with their sleeves. Yu Weiyan took advantage of the chaos to fly into the cargo team. While people weren't paying attention, she opened a crate in the middle of the cargo and *whoosh*, she slipped inside.

His appearance was nothing extraordinary, like an old monk in an ordinary temple; one could not see the demeanor of the former Demon Clan Crown Prince, nor the carefree spirit of Lu Ya during the Great War of Deification.

Dachengzi stood on tiptoe, looking into the distance, wanting to see a cloud. After looking for a long time, sure enough, a dark cloud drifted over.

However, he did not show it immediately. Song Leshui would definitely have his reasons for stating this idea directly.

"He didn't return to the country?" Jim asked with great surprise. After all, that newspaper reported that the situation of the Quan family was currently quite critical.

A few hoodlums on the side had long been annoyed; seeing Yang Shipeng make a move, they all started cheering.

My soul was being torn apart bit by bit, starting from my feet. It was just like someone taking a knife and chopping you into minced meat one slice at a time, and you still had sensation. ===== CHAPTER 226 =====