Chapter 40: The Pitch-Black Bed Sheet

"Did your stepmother fix you something to eat?" Seeing Lu Lin come out with a lunch box in his hand, Li Lei stared at it with curiosity.

"Yes! She made me something to eat," Lu Lin nodded.

"Then let me have a taste? I’ll trade you with what my mom made," Li Sen said, eyeing the lunch box in Lu Lin’s hand and swallowing hard. Thinking of Fu Xiaoxiao’s cooking, what she made must be delicious.

Lu Lin shot him a glance and hugged the lunch box to his chest. He clearly had no intention of trading.

Listening to the innocent and naive words of Yi Lin, Hui Xin felt a sense of peace in her heart. She took the rabbit, examined it for a moment, and realized its hind leg had only been injured by a hunting trap. She chuckled and gently brushed her inner energy over the leg.

That shouldn't be right. If his foundation-building guidance wasn't strong, how could one explain Brother Lin, Sister Xun, Brother Zheng, and the others? They had wasted years until they met Su Mu, only then successfully building their foundations.

The more Wu Ding looked at Gu Lidun, the more he liked him. His gaze kept drifting toward Gu Lidun until the latter became impatient, at which point he finally looked away.

Bu Jinyu watched him, tilted her head slightly, leaned in, and planted a soft kiss on the corner of Lou Xinglan's mouth.

It’s just a story. Hearing it or not doesn't change anything. I just felt that since the driver already swindled us out of a hundred yuan earlier, I shouldn't let him off too easily.

"Let’s give a round of applause! Starting today, Instructor Zhang will be teaching you the Zhang-style military boxing. Our mess squad is the pilot unit for the Zhang-style military boxing in the entire army, so everyone must..." However, the officer named Gao Bo only gave Old Man Dong a guilty look before turning to bark orders at the soldiers of the mess squad across from him.

Elsewhere, at the city hospital, Lou Xinglan and Gu Xifeng listened as the dean recounted the entire development of the incident.

At this moment, Mei Baohe’s attack was more than twice as powerful as it had been when he was at the fourth rank of the Immortal Path. Ye Jingqiu’s Dragon Hand boxing had always grown stronger in the face of adversity, and the two began to fight fiercely, rolling and tumbling together.

Discovering that he could breathe, Lin Chun was overjoyed. At the very least, it confirmed that the merman was an amphibious creature capable of surviving on land. Perhaps the tail turning into human legs was not impossible after all.

Because she lived close to Ye Qingyu, she had been eating well these past few days. Whenever Ye Qingyu cooked something, Liu Gouzi would run over to snag a portion, and Ye Qingyu would let him take some home, allowing her to enjoy a few days of good food as well.

Shen Chuwe bought some fruit and tea, then sat down, eating slowly and sipping tea whenever she was thirsty.

In this operation, Chu Tianjiao was an airborne adjutant who had the authority to take over the entire plan in Mansi's absence.

After saying those words, Su Ting's gaze suddenly became somewhat vacant. In a very short interval, a brief and strange syllable erupted from his lips. The dull roar, like an exploding cannonball, made even the Su Ting watching the video tremble in his heart.

Could it be that my unauthorized absence was discovered, and the Chief of the General Administration is furious, sending people to drag me back?

That is unique to major regions. Changshui County’s annual tax revenue is too low; there is no money and no master teachers, so even if one were established, few students would attend.

"Your Highness, you didn't give me a chance to explain either. You even told me to get lost..." He had been quite heartbroken when he received that order to get lost at the time.

Shulü Ping’s face was ashen, and she was on the verge of fainting. But the Khitan soldiers behind her no longer had the courage to advance. They all lowered their heads, numbly dressing their wounds or tending to their loved ones.

The physical path, the martial path, and the Confucian path all reached the fifth rank, equivalent to three fifth-rank experts fighting simultaneously, and with perfect coordination at that.

When he shoved it into Song Qing’s hand, their hands touched again. This time, it wasn't a startle, but embarrassment.

Items within the city were extremely expensive. A piece of personal soft armor at the fifth rank of the martial path cost at least two thousand merit points.

"Forget it, I guess that’s how it is... but I really never try to show off," he said, his face full of complexity as he denied it.