Chapter 43: Using Useless Little Sheng as a Foil

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The guests fell silent: "..."

It was truly miraculous.

[I... suddenly don't know what to say.]
[Does our little great-aunt have unusually strong strength? Such a huge, fat goose, and the alpha goose at that—even an adult man might not be able to pin it down, yet our little great-aunt caught it with just one hand.]
[Isn't our little great-aunt in poor health? Such immense strength just doesn't seem to make sense.]
[It makes sense. Once a child recovers from illness and recuperates slowly—]

As the scorching and freezing forces within the mental cultivation method blended together, the scorching wind unleashed by Zhao Chuan became even more apocalyptic.

With every word she uttered, she would jab Wan'er's head with the barrel of the gun. It was a solid piece of iron, and after just a few jabs, red marks were already raised on Wan'er's forehead.

Countless thoughts raced through Gu Nian's mind, but thanks to her years of surviving life-and-death trials, her expression remained calm. Her sharp incisors ground against the tip of her tongue, bringing a jolt of clarity to Gu Nian. When she opened her eyes once more, her gaze was entirely clear.

Wuyang's expression was heavy and icy. He was undoubtedly the one who suffered in this clash; he could feel that the power radiating from Yan was far beyond his own current state.

He was truly not only formidable at crafting things, but also possessed exceptionally meticulous thoughts. No wonder he was able to construct that secret passage in Yunwu Courtyard that used magnets to elevate the floor tiles—it was thoughtful to an incredible degree.

Tang Huang strolled leisurely toward them, completely oblivious to Xu Shennian, who was somewhat nervously placing his hands behind his back.

Liu Dandan chimed in, feeling all the more that following Zhong Yan was a wise decision.

Upon hearing this, Furuhashi Haruya glanced at the members of the kendo club, seeing them all lowering their heads over their mobile phones, engrossed in something unknown. Though curious, she kept quiet and instead led Kimura Kazuki aside.

One does not automatically know how to fight simply by becoming a commander. The combat skills of many individuals were inferior to Gu Nian's refined elegance; often, just as they intended to make a move, they would be directly knocked down by Gu Nian.

Si Kai handed his phone to He Lingyu. Upon seeing this, He Lingyu hurriedly fished out her own phone, only to find that it had run out of battery and shut down automatically.

Regarding this point, Yan Xi had nothing to say in her defense. If not for the sudden appearance of the Blood Shadow, she would have been slain by the male ancestor using his golden hammer.

However, the look of utter astonishment that surfaced on her face still exposed the fact that she had been shaken beyond measure.

Those two comical characters simply had the deacon completely wrapped around their fingers, leaving him somewhat amused yet exasperated. Having completed their ranking and collected their credentials, the two of them left Wanli Square, quietly awaiting news of the teleportation.

The spectators gathered all around retreated step by step, yet those who stood closest were still blown away by the terrifying shockwaves.

With this thought in mind, the stellar perception immediately plunged into the divine stone. Back when he was unraveling the seals within the subterranean fortress of the City Lord's Mansion, Tang Ao's divine soul had already entered it. Although that time was merely a glance from the perspective of the sealing array, it was already sufficient.

Blushing with a mix of embarrassment and annoyance, Jiabao wanted to kick Chi Nanrui off the bed, and she indeed attempted to do so. However, her legs felt weak, and instead of moving him, she ended up being flipped over by Chi Nanrui and pinned beneath him.

During the era of the late Emperor, there was a period when the nomadic tribes of the east migrated westward, sharing the same ancestral origin as the founders of the Great Xia Dynasty.

She only remembered playing in a bar previously, where two Chinese girls were chatting about arranging a betrothal for their unborn children and becoming each other's godmothers.

Zhao Zhichen and Mo Ling chatted about the esports team while on the cruise. As the conversation progressed, Zhao Zhichen suggested, "Call your sister-in-law over, and we can discuss the details even more thoroughly."

Ji Linglong had come here this time with a firm resolution long since made: upon seeing Qin Yue, she would definitely confess her feelings to him. The romantic attachment she had hidden in her heart for a decade had not faded in the slightest, and the very moment she saw Qin Yue, Ji Linglong's feelings became instantly resolute.

Hearing Liu Yong's somewhat out-of-context remark, Yao Sisi first frowned in bewilderment, then suddenly realized the implication. Following a low gasp, she covered her mouth with her hand and looked at Liu Yong with an expression that seemed to say, "So that's how it is."