The Routine Fails Again

Reborn in the 1980s as a Little Girl with a Space Chat Group A thousand willows shimmer in verdant green. 1271 words 2026-04-10 08:59:59

"I suppose Elder Yang will be moved to tears of gratitude by your filial gesture?" Yu Shangchen said with a smirk, his sarcasm flowing effortlessly.

If Xie Yihuang were to fail the assessment then, it would undoubtedly be on purpose. The problem was Xie Yihuang's age; even if she failed, no one would say anything, and the only person left enraged would be Elder Yang.

"Indeed, indeed, what a filial person I am." Xie Yihuang was most skilled at taking sarcasm as sincere praise, so regardless of Yu Shangchen—

At that moment, the Four Demon Kings also appeared outside the palace. Upon seeing Mu Xiaoxiao, they were startled, exchanging glances before finally fixing their gazes on the Demon Leopard.

He Zao suddenly felt a stinging sensation in her eyes, and she blinked rapidly to force back the rising moisture.

"Fifth Princess, for Xueqi's sake, please let the matter drop," Zhou Xueqi pleaded timidly.

As time quietly slipped away, the images transmitted back by the probe grew increasingly dim. With the star gradually disappearing below the horizon, the "moon" of this planet slowly rose. In one of the frames, everyone caught sight of the bright "moon" hanging in the sky.

Meanwhile, the high-ranking officials kneeling below, regardless of whether they understood the situation or not, kept their eyes fixed on the tips of their noses, ignoring everything except the speaker.

"Are you grieving?" Her voice was like a cold string, striking out a freezing note, and the icy chill seeped straight into the depths of his heart.

Yan Tao, who was observing the astral phenomena of the night sky from the stargazing platform not far from the imperial palace, was suddenly struck with shock. This is bad! The Grand Princess is in danger! This Yan Tao was none other than the nephew of Mammy Yan, currently appointed by Emperor Xiao to serve in the Imperial Astronomical Bureau.

"I hardly think so. If one were to grow tired of delicacies from the imperial palace, it would take at least a few years." Mu Xiaoxiao was merely speaking objectively.

"Of course it's a trash star stone. I could make one like this when I was ten years old," the fat man replied casually.

Hearing this, Mu Xiaoxiao nodded. Though she had originally intended to continue strolling, she no longer had the mood for it.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Following closely behind were bolts of lightning, each thicker than the last, crashing down. Yet, Zhantian felt no loosening of the spiritual roots within his body, and his Divine Infant remained completely unchanged.

Following the public security officer's order, I obediently tagged along. He even wheeled out a bicycle from his home—quite a thoughtful gesture as he carted the conked-out mystic to the bureau.

Mu Bai nodded, feeling a breath suddenly gather in his chest, heavy and oppressive, refusing to be exhaled. After a long while, he finally expelled this stale breath that represented the passage of time, inevitably giving rise to a melancholy sigh over the fleeting years.

"Hah!" Yu Daoyuan channeled his inner strength and thrust upward. Crash! Qingyunzi was instantly struck by a shower of flying tiles, yet he remained seemingly unaware, gazing infatuatedly at Yu Daoyuan, who had now fully revealed his form.

"Deal!" Long Yichen knew that the price could not be driven down any further, so he immediately relaxed and spoke.

"Brother Yelü, this Primordial Scarf of yours is truly formidable. I presume no one below the title of Supreme Being can use their divine sense to detect it, right?" Wen Ruoyu praised an elderly man draped in brocade robes.

"You—this is somewhere you insisted on going yourself. It has nothing to do with me." Hinata Hanabi lowered her head and muttered to herself.

As this magnificent voice echoed and reverberated through the nine heavens, four figures successively stepped out from the void, blocking Mu Bai's path from four different directions.

He was handsome and possessed a standard physique; dressed in a suit, he looked just like a model. Standing at the entrance of the Civil Affairs Bureau, he was extremely eye-catching, prompting passersby to cast him extra glances. However, he paid them no mind, frequently checking his wristwatch.

My habit is to retreat when facing insurmountable difficulties. Since this matter could not be resolved right now, I decided to bypass it and handle other things instead. I temporarily put the pregnancy issue aside, took out my phone, and called several former colleagues to catch up on how everyone was doing.