Chapter 36: The Incredibly Formidable Little Great-Aunt

He had been chased out by his grandmother, though he had no specific idea which village child he might go to play with.

Yu Danxue tilted her head and pondered for a moment before asking, "Grandma, do you have any vegetables at home to sell?"

"The director told us that we have to work at the market tomorrow, so we are looking to collect vegetables from the village to sell."

The three-and-a-half-year-old girl spoke with clear, logical reasoning.

The middle-aged woman let out a surprised sound. "I have two small plots of land, but I mainly grow enough for our own consumption. I don't usually sell them."

"What kind of sorcery could be so powerful? If what you say is true, that such things existed in Southern Ming, how did the Great Qing manage to enter the pass?" How did she end up entangled with witchcraft while trying to save her brother? Sizhen was so shocked she could barely speak. After a long silence, she asked, her tone filled with deep skepticism.

The tail end of my voice trembled, nearly shattering in this space.

Suddenly, Lu Botao’s figure flickered. A vast amount of pitch-black mist surged from his body, enveloping him entirely and forming a massive cocoon of light. The cocoon was jet-black, resembling a meteorite from beyond the heavens.

A look of pain flashed across Qin Luofan’s eyes. He opened his mouth, but only bitterness filled it, and he did not know where to begin.

Always vigilant, Huang Xinying had noticed him the moment he knocked on the door. Moreover, because he had used his fists to knock, it would have been difficult for her not to hear him.

Wang Bobo offered his thanks, then gazed at Gao Ziyuan for a long time, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

Qin Lu was somewhat surprised that he would ask, but upon hearing the question, he did not hesitate to recount what had happened in the interrogation room.

Madam Jin sat to the side with a calm and composed smile. Deep down, she understood Sizhen’s status, and given that she herself had married a concubine-born son, even if she felt her mother-in-law was biased, she could only nurse her sorrow in silence.

Anyone familiar with animal behavior knows that this is a sign of an animal acting in self-defense, or perhaps on the verge of a rampage.

Wang Xiu was furious. He drew his Thunder War Blade and slashed toward Ding Feng. The blade aura cut through the air, whipping up a violent gale that sent the trees on both sides flying.

However, Luo Tianhua had just been tricked by that aerial control band, so he was naturally in no rush. Even if he were to relocate, he would have to wait until the tally was complete.

Liu Ding let out a roar, and the magic arrow above his head was released. The surrounding elites, whose minds were drawn by his actions, instinctively launched their own attacks as well.

Who could have known that the records kept by these ancient Chinese would actually come in handy one day? Matsuoka Sei was caught off guard, and thus spoke with some uncertainty. At this moment, he was struggling to recall the content he had once browsed through, desperately piecing together his memory.

Iron Tower hurriedly threw his hand out, slamming a shield bash into Ragnaros the Shadow King, firmly pinning him back to his side. Although the split skill triggered by Ragnaros the Shadow King caused a brief chaos within the War Banner Guild’s group, it failed to cause any significant casualties.

"It wasn't until later that I realized it was around the time Brother Han’s brain was gradually recovering that I married my husband."

Then, one of them, possessing the ability to devour, tried to strike at the other three. As it turned out, no sooner had it devoured one than the other two took advantage of the moment it was digesting to counter-kill it.

The Peacock Prince sneered. His Five-Element Divine Light automatically evolved into a Five-Element Space. Once swept inside, one would need to be at least ten times stronger than him to have any possibility of breaking through the space and escaping.

After a clamorous and joyous day that lasted from noon until dusk, Lin Yang, led by Xiahou Yunlong, finally sauntered out of the No. 2 Villa.

When the final whistle of the match blew, the lost and dejected expressions of the Cheng Nan Yi players finally shifted. They bolted back toward the player tunnel as if fleeing for their lives—before the match, they had only wanted to spar with the world’s strongest team and learn a thing or two, not to be subjected to such a brutal thrashing.

It was Su Meng. Upon hearing Tang Na mention Ning Xu’s name, she curled up involuntarily, her body shivering.