Volume 1, Chapter 161: Taking in a Strategist

Looking at the pleading Huo Qing, Qin Bao instructed, "Get up first."

Huo Qing did not press further and stood up respectfully.

After Bai Anran left, Lin Qianyu let out a heavy sigh of relief. She had never imagined that no matter how hard she tried to avoid the Bai and Yu families, she would still run into them. Today was just a chance encounter, but what about tomorrow?

Under the moonlight, the two of them walked one after the other, and within a short while, they had left the precincts of the courtyard, arriving beside an open space in the back mountain. To the left of this clearing was a pool of water, and the ground was strewn with various rocks. Weeds sprouted from the crevices between the stones, swaying in the night wind.

On the other side, Tuoba Hong slapped his injured right shoulder with his left hand, and a jet of dark blood spurted out. Before the blood droplets even hit the ground, they were gathered by Tuoba Hong and driven into the Demon God Scroll. In an instant, the power of the Demon God Scroll surged dramatically, resembling a canopy of heaven capable of suppressing all things.

Wanru held the baby in her arms and used chopsticks to dip a little of the dish juice for the baby to taste. The baby was already able to eat some soft foods now, but what he still loved most every day was Wanru's breast milk.

Ye Chen took a step forward, a ripple of the Great Dao expanding outward from his body, shooting like lightning toward the elderly immortals of the Ye family.

He was somewhat surprised, feeling that this vast expanse of cosmic starry sky was rejecting and squeezing him, as if he were an outsider.

Although his heart was filled with millions of doubts, until the opponent's true lethal move appeared, An Buzhi was helpless at the moment and could only wait silently for Ji He to finish speaking of the hundred strategies.

Zhu Ruo thought to himself, Lan He's ship is right behind us; I must finish this quickly and not give him a chance to play the hero saving the beauty.

She was too much to handle; once met, she could not be shaken off. Zheche hurriedly said, "I'll hide." She and Subuda hid in the side room.

Nan Jiyun glanced at me, and I knew immediately that Nan Jiyun wanted me to deal with Nan Yujin myself, to deal with this regent of the Southern Frontier who was second only to one and above tens of thousands.

Watching them skip out happily, Xie Zixuan felt an incomparable desolation in her heart. They still did not truly regard her as a friend, and a thin film of moisture welled up at the corners of her eyes.

She never expected Fuyun to have such a kind side. Naturally, a domineering person like him should have taken advantage of the fat man's vulnerability to teach him a lesson—especially since the fat man had set his sights on someone Fuyun fancied. Yet he did not do so; he was an upright gentleman with a heart of compassion, a flesh-and-blood man of honor.

Upon returning to the Ye residence, the matriarch of the Ye family came downstairs with a cold expression, and Ye Qiao slowly paced over.

"You're such a good girl, Big Brother loves you the most." He affectionately stroked Yuqing's face and smiled faintly.

As for those that broke through the system's limitations, they were simply marked with level four, though the exact extent of the breakthrough lacked any precise figure.

Who was it that imagined everything too optimistically? Originally in a beautiful mood, only to realize that a violent storm awaited them instead.

The research costs for Supreme Beauty New Materials were actually quite low, with the primary expenses going toward workers' wages, which themselves constituted a relatively modest outlay.

Furthermore, they had been married for four years. During these four years, Zhan Jue could not possibly have never touched Jiang Yun, nor could he have felt absolutely no affection for her. Therefore, when Zhan Jue claimed he could handle it properly, Cui Can simply did not believe such nonsense at all.

After running for a while and sensing that no one was pursuing them, they stopped, looking at each other and laughing.

"Godma, go change into that cheongsam. Let's take some vintage-style photos too," Wanwan suggested.

Moyan raised his hand, and a large rock nearby was instantly pulverized into gravel by the force of his palm.