Volume 1, Chapter 30: Chu Mian: Does the Gift from Mr. Fu Carry Some Kind of Hidden Meaning?

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A mass of black magic gathered in Swain’s hands, and under its power, Triss transformed once more.

But once was not enough—there would be another chance. Angie absolutely refused to believe Zhong Yi’s luck could remain that good forever.

Facing such a formidable rival in technique, she felt not the slightest disappointment. Instead, a faint excitement stirred within her.

“You’ve saved me three times now. What should I call you? My name is Yan Mingxue.” Yan Mingxue extended her hand generously. She appeared calm, but was clearly highly alert; every muscle in her body was taut, and her breathing was slightly hurried.

Luo Ye’s old face flushed red. He had never imagined that this old lady was so fashionable, even familiar with Western holidays. He hurriedly slipped away.

The homeroom teacher arranged a class meeting for the first period, giving everyone time to get acquainted. Some were willing to make friends, while others were brief and shy.

Because once they admitted that this child belonged to Gu Qingzhi, it would be impossible to conceal what had happened that night.

Yet the hungry wolf advanced neither hurriedly nor slowly, as though it had long regarded Bai Qingqing as a delicacy in its mouth.

Fortunately, Ye Xuan blocked Angie in front of Zhong Yi and caught her striking hand with perfect accuracy, allowing Zhong Yi to escape unharmed.

It was a rather casual tone, but under Si Chen’s guidance, I unexpectedly sensed a trace of distance. Sigh. I’m in a bad mood.

“It is indeed somewhat formidable. If I were still the person I was before the modification, I would certainly be doomed. But it is useless against me now.” Zhunxian let out a furious roar, rushed forward, and punched Voldemort in the body.

Li Longji’s gaze moved down from Xiao Jiangyuan’s face. She no longer needed to wear that purple official robe every day to display her rank and status. By coincidence, she too was dressed in a peacock-blue round-collared robe today, though its color was slightly lighter than his.

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“As expected, your second brother is a thoroughly rotten person. He actually dares provoke the Sun Moon Imperial Soul Engineering Academy like this. Isn’t he afraid of being hunted down by the students?” Keke rolled her eyes.

“The Forensics Division has been organizing the materials these past two days. I’ll be busy all day tomorrow, so I won’t be going,” Cheng Jinsong explained.

The camouflage at the mouth of the cave had been discovered. Naya used her magic bracelet to unleash a field of raging flames outside, then activated her magical barrier and charged out. She swept through the air, listening to the screams rising from the fire. There were many mercenaries nearby as well, and arrows shot toward her one after another, but she narrowly evaded them all.

However, he failed to notice that behind him, the gangsters—including Brother Tiger—had all undergone a dramatic change of expression the instant they saw Lu Qing’s face clearly.

I had originally thought I would see everyone as mannequins, as though I were standing outside the entire world, rather than experiencing this inexplicable sense of appreciation.

Brother Dao suddenly remembered the members of the emergency rescue team whom he and Lin had encountered while fleeing into the mountains. It seemed they had mentioned at the time that their boss was furious or something of the sort. Perhaps A Yue knew how dangerous it was and had therefore ordered her people to leave.

“Hmph! Who do you think you are? You dare act so arrogantly within my divine sect? I say you’ve come here seeking death!” shouted an old red-bearded man standing behind Ferida.

When the Empress Dowager heard that there were one hundred and twenty-nine possible methods of preparation, she was startled. If they had to try them one by one, who knew how long it would take? She did not even know whether her imperial son could hold on until the antidote was produced.

If anything went wrong with the antidote for her imperial son, not only would it fail to save her, it might instead cost him his life.

That was right. After such a long time, Haruto had finally completed the last step in designing Ali’s body.

After asking Gardner a few more questions about ship design, Gangzi bade Sir Gardner farewell.

“That is... the ancient elven tongue? It seems the soul-inheritance ritual has taken effect...” Lucian was not surprised in the slightest that Lely could speak the ancient elven tongue. Instead, after uttering those intriguing words, he vanished into a corner.

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The Han family physician had already examined her. The wounds on her back had been cleaned, disinfected, and treated with medicine. The doctor said they were merely superficial injuries and required no special treatment. As long as they did not become infected or inflamed, there would be no problem. His words slightly calmed Lian Shuo’s tense and anxious heart.

With a rustle, Zhou Chengzhen sprang up from the grass beneath the tree. In just a few quick movements, he climbed up the trunk, with Eight Jin and the Old Mute close behind.

“That’s right, good baby. Imperial Physician Lu is this palace’s dearest good baby—the one I have always loved and will love forever.” With every sentence Gong Xun spoke, he took another step closer.

That was right. Qiangman knew how powerful the three of them were. He intended to trap them first and exhaust their strength, then deal with the matter after the Eagle King of Sishui arrived.

The appearance of the twin hearts was like a key, activating a unique energy fluctuation within the spiritual light sphere.

Lingxing and the others began moving as well. They tidied their appearances slightly while looking into the mirror in the training room, then went downstairs and climbed into the nanny van.

Back in the cabin, Wu Zhuer had nothing to do, so she took off her shoes and lay back down on the bed. Resting both arms behind her head, she began to ponder her thoughts.

“Then... forget it.” Zhao Yiyan silently turned her head toward the car window. A Lamborghini was even more ostentatiously wealthy than a Ferrari, and she absolutely had to steer clear of it.

Unable to resist, he reached out and stroked her leg, following its contours upward from the raised curve of her buttocks. He wanted to use his own hand to record that beautiful shape, that beautiful everything.

Gao Zhi had naturally considered this long ago. Before, he would have wanted everyone to undergo some training and gain experience. But now, he was simply too pressed for time. Besides, the Immortal Exile Sect had an atrocious reputation. For that reason, he felt that even if he personally wiped it out, it probably would not matter.

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