Leisurely

Reborn in the 1980s as a Little Girl with a Space Chat Group A thousand willows shimmer in verdant green. 1296 words 2026-04-10 08:59:45

It is only four-thirty now. Let us walk slowly, stroll around outside for a bit, and then head over to the West Lake Restaurant for dinner at five o'clock. Xie Yihuang thought for a moment, and a decision formed in her mind.

In truth, having dinner at four-thirty was entirely possible, but Xie Yihuang felt she had consumed quite a few snacks earlier, rendering such an early meal unnecessary.

The West Lake Restaurant was an established dining institution located beside the West Lake, boasting a history that reportedly spanned over a century. When it was first founded, it had been established by a merchant from the Qing Dynasty.

Whose products possessed a higher technological content would naturally secure a more advantageous position in the impending competition, would they not?

An Immortal Venerable-tier powerhouse guarding the Greater Luo Immortal Realm was utterly astonished upon seeing Qin Feng and the others approach.

Ji Liunian parted her lips slightly, wishing to say something, yet no sound came forth. She lowered her head, seemingly having given up on getting Tian Jiachen to say anything.

Even though this tweet did not tag a single soul, no one would ever suspect who this "he" referred to—naturally it was Su Zhou, who else could it possibly be?

Yet Ji Liunian acting in this manner made his heart feel extremely uncomfortable, profoundly and acutely distressing.

Rayquaza simply wanted to make them realize they were truly nothing special; they must not let a shred of strength swell their heads to the point of raising their tails to the heavens, for such arrogance would only result in a devastating fall.

This was a scenario Yi Tianyun had not failed to anticipate. Although he had long since prepared himself mentally, hearing Ming Nan voice these words aloud still filled him with a lingering sense of unease.

Huang Shanshan flashed a malicious smile. Sheng Shi knew full well that Huang Shanshan had instigated the entire ordeal, and at this moment, he felt a genuine pang of regret. Why had he not dealt with her from the very beginning, leading to his current state of being held at the mercy of another?

Instead, he simply had his subordinates dump Ji Cheng at a nearby hospital and be done with it, while he went off to claim credit and seek rewards from You Runjie.

My actions were indeed somewhat overly audacious. If I had merely taken advantage of the situation in silence, perhaps it would not have attracted attention.

The lead wild boar, standing over two meters tall and more than three meters long, had its jaws clamped around an incomplete male corpse dragged down from the courtyard gate.

Qin Mo embraced her with one arm, lifted his gaze, swept a sharp look across the surroundings, and made no effort to conceal his cold and oppressive aura.

As for the one hundred individuals chosen to cultivate within the Chaos Realm, they were all foundational followers who had started out alongside him, meaning there were absolutely no doubts regarding their loyalty.

If one were to apply for entry into the Sete Base under a new citizen identity, any discovery of one's true background by the base veterans would surely result in being hauled off immediately for dissection and research.

Noticing Ye Chen's inexpensive attire, she was utterly convinced that Ye Chen, much like herself, was simply an ordinary, delusional young man.

To summarize it in a single sentence: whatever items anyone required for their cultivation could be directly reported to Li Shenxiao.

"It seems you have given me too much!" The rickshaw puller counted the money, realized he had been overpaid, and asked the question.

Chu Qingyun let out a contemptuous laugh: "A loser who has never beaten me and has always remained trampled beneath my feet dares to style himself a tiger?"

Simultaneously, in the void behind them, the brilliant light of the massive mirror spanning the firmament converged and vanished into the heavens and earth as a streak of flowing radiance.

He Mingxin's face flushed crimson. Pierced and battered repeatedly by Midou's breath-taking assaults, he found himself unable to catch a single breath. His peak-ten-fire-tier supreme spiritual art was actually no match for Midou's single thousand-fire-tier lesser spiritual art. Completely overwhelmed and brutally battered by Midou, he could only offer desperate resistance, utterly devoid of any capability to strike back.

Not until this very moment did Xiao Wuxian feel that he had indeed been somewhat arrogant, originally believing that practicing the world's most formidable cultivation technique would guarantee absolute infallibility. It appeared his spiritual attainment was still insufficient; otherwise, the moment his adversary drew near, he should have detected them instantly.

While those six cultivators executed their techniques, Daoist Jin Cheng once again unleashed the divine ability of the Universe Primordial to impose yet another layer of containment beyond the grasp of the six.

Chen Shuling's eyes abruptly turned vicious; disciples of immortal sects were mostly hypocritical, speaking with feigned humility on their lips, yet when resorting to violence, they proved far more ruthless than anyone else.