Chapter 54

“Hey, do you understand what’s drawn up there?” Ai Zi poked Yun Chanyi’s arm and asked.

Jin Mian took out her phone again. Had Mr. Shen already seen the news? But why hadn’t he called her? Or did he still not know?

“Want to know?! If you don’t tell me, do you think I won’t wonder? If you had said earlier that you already had Xue Ning, I wouldn’t have clung to you so desperately.” Ai Zi grew more and more agitated as she spoke.

It was Jin Mian’s first time entering the Underwater World. The last time she intended to come with Si Si, it was still under construction. Si Si had been busy chasing after Zhou Yueheng, so they hadn’t returned. Stepping into the Underwater World, longing to immerse herself in the ocean’s embrace, Jin Mian was stunned by the breathtaking scenery before her.

It was like Japan’s colonial rule over Taiwan—just over twenty years of “imperialization education” had made millions of young Taiwanese, on the day Japan surrendered, feel the same heartbreak and disappointment as the Japanese themselves did over their defeat.

The innkeeper in the town was the first to start this kind of business. But running such a business inevitably required powerful backing—protection from influential authorities behind the scenes.

“Hiss! Two half-step Mysterious Domain Lords have descended, but only the Skeleton King is missing?” When this scene unfolded, it was earth-shattering. The cultivators in the Netherworld watching the battle gasped in shock and cried out in awe.

The call ended just like that. An Yi held the receiver for a long time before putting it down, her heart pounding wildly.

Yun Chanyi caught Ai Zi just as she was about to fall and transformed into a streak of blue light, swiftly flying outward, with Qin Xuan and Ying Ying following closely behind.

That phrase gave me goosebumps all over. Originally, it was a simple form of address, but when it came from Sister Ya’s mouth, combined with her unique voice and intonation, it felt so awkward.

She kept insisting that the current music sensation sweeping the entire Celestial Empire’s music scene, Dou Daxian, compose a few songs tailor-made for her.

After scrutinizing Jia Cong for quite some time, Wang Xifeng slowly nodded and said, “Good, you really have ambition. No wonder even the venerable Yan Sheng regards you differently.”

Emperor Puguang looked around and saw this man: a purple crown towering high, revealing streaks of gray hair, clear brows and bright eyes bearing the marks of age, dressed in an official robe with jade belt, sleeves fluttering freely in the breeze.

A fiery demon burst forth from the ground three zhang high, swinging its giant flaming palm to slash through the air with winds sharp enough to cut the face, vanishing in an instant.

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The crimson blood mark on Ling Lan’s forehead blossomed with dazzling brilliance, like the center of the cosmos, with all things revolving and paying homage to it.

At that moment, a hunched man appeared behind the counter, slicking back his oily hair with his hand.

Master Zhang remained silent, merely pointing at Dou Wei in the air with his finger before getting into Dou Wei’s Land Rover.

“The emperor’s move is ruthless—blocking Youyou’s mouth while protecting the beauty from Nanli,” said Ning Jumen.

Moreover, he looked at it with a critical eye, left hand supporting his right elbow, right hand pinching his chin, as if admiring a piece of art, deeply immersed.

Jia Cong, together with Jia Huan, knelt in mourning attire inside the hall, bidding farewell to Lady Xing on behalf of Jia Lian and Grandmother Jia.

The so-called elite troops did not mean halting army development, but rather strengthening training, refining existing units, and enhancing combat power.

Chen Yongchun had once been a revolutionary with some faith, initially working for the Eighth Route Army at the Huangyadong munitions factory’s outer base. But during the harsh siege of the Taihang Mountains by the Japanese Ninth Route Army, he could no longer endure the hardships and torment of life.

Finally climbing ashore, each exhausted figure lay on the beach, enduring the wash of seawater.

Xu Feng merely worried he wouldn’t find a place to wash his hands in time, delaying the meal, since he was quite hungry.

Xu Zhizhi only roughly remembered the modern logistics company model and gave Xiao Jingheng a general outline.

Just as she put the toothbrush in her mouth, the bathroom door was pushed open and Long Yeqing barged in, grabbing her from behind without a word.

Immortal Jump Wall: a delicately crafted Liyue delicacy. Carefully selected ingredients soaked in broth and simmered slowly. Simply recalling the recipe stirred the divine beings’ mortal desires, bringing them back to the human world.

Finally, Zhi Xin recounted the matter to He Xi, who, after over half a month of repeated confirmation, resumed negotiations with Wang Ji.

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Boss Yan was inherently suspicious, always distrustful in his use of people. Within the Jin-Sui Army, he imposed various measures to restrain, control, and guard against other factions and officers simultaneously.

This sentence should be considered a compliment to Delaina, yet what she intended to express was quite the opposite.

“Over a hundred demons.” Dong Xu and the others all silently gasped. Even with the four of them, they were merely appetizers for such a horde.

“Ahem, correct, correct.” Mo Xi released Yin Ruojun’s hand and blew her a kiss from afar.

Qi Xuechun was slightly stunned—not because she thought he was wrong, but because she was surprised he would strike Qi Xuechuan.

“I think those guys are just too ugly, so I couldn’t help but unleash the burning desolation energy inside me,” Peng Yu said seriously, albeit nonsense.

“Third Young Master, what are your intentions?” Bai Wei, seeing this move fail and feeling both angry and annoyed, calmed herself and asked coldly, arms folded.

“What’s the matter? Ask away.” By this time, Wu Tian had already fled far away; given her rank and speed, catching up was impossible.

A refreshing breeze swept through the hillside and woods, making the peach blossoms sway playfully, their pink petals trembling gently before drifting down. The tranquil mountain scene was especially serene and beautiful.

Chen Jiannan didn’t want to retreat but suddenly switched to advancing after a breath, catching me off guard. Our blades clashed, and I immediately lost the upper hand, forced to retreat.

“One hundred taels is already the lowest price, brother. Will you buy it?” the blacksmith asked, possibly fearing I had no money.