Reality 3.4

In an instant, Mojiu sensed a stillness. Just as he was about to push her away, he met a pair of tear-filled eyes and froze, stunned by the soft sensation against his lips.

Brother Gong was overcome with grief, and just as he was about to wail, his face suddenly flushed, foam bubbled from his lips, and he began to shake convulsively as if gripped by a seizure. Like the other, he collapsed stiffly to the ground, following in his footsteps, his limbs twitching only occasionally.

He was a Khitan, and his features differed from those of the Tang people; yet, at this time, the Tang Dynasty’s might awed all corners of the world, and countless foreigners had come to submit to its rule.

She finally understood: before using a brush to scrub clothes, one had to apply soap or detergent to the fabric. Thinking of her past handiwork at the orphanage, Gu Xingbao stuck out her tongue and continued with her chores.

"I’ll help you think of one? Are you sure?" Song Yuanhuan raised an eyebrow, pressing her with a question. There was a devious scheme brewing in his eyes, and even the quirk of his lips held an indescribable expression.

"No, no, no! I’m willing to talk!" Hao Chengyong grew anxious. Since things had reached this point, there was no longer any point in keeping silent.

The headquarters of the Juyuan Chamber of Commerce showed Huang Yu and the others the true meaning of opulence and grandeur. Even Huang Qiang and Huang Yu—one from another world, the other born into a wealthy family—were left completely stunned.

Seeing Ying Gou’s sinister gaze, Shasha couldn't help but retreat a few steps, bracing herself. This guy had caused no end of trouble back at the Demon Suppressing Tower.

Fang Aihua felt deeply reluctant upon hearing this, but thinking of her eighty-year-old mother at home, who was in no position to care for Fang Xingbao, she could only nod in agreement.

Since starting high school, Song Yuanming had lived in the school dormitory. Now that the school was demanding his withdrawal, they would likely demand he move out as well. Xu Xiuxiu worried the boy would have nowhere to go.

Ten minutes later, he placed the washed rice into the rice cooker and, pressing a button, spoke.

Over the next few days, Master Shen sent men to investigate the gambling den, and after weighing his options carefully, he ultimately decided to intervene and help.

As for the dried meat divided among the three of them, Chi Yan and Lin Murong’s portions were easy to store, so they were tossed into Chi Yan’s storage space.

"You’re the one who’s abnormal! Brother Chi, stop slandering people!" Lin Murong was furious. Not only had he missed out on the fruit platter, but now he was being slandered by Chi Yan.

The blood-red sky gradually vanished as the setting sun dipped below the horizon. The moon had yet to rise, and the world was suddenly plunged into darkness.

The two went to the supermarket to buy groceries together. If it hadn't been for Shiina Mu asking Asakura Oto to pick him up, she would have definitely been the one cooking this time.

This man stood over nine feet tall—which, converted, was an exaggerated two meters and twenty centimeters, only a few centimeters shorter than Yao Ming.

Zhou Jin had a sudden flash of inspiration, then began to tremble all over. She stared at Su Shi, her eyes filled with shock and disbelief.

Zhang Yuan was still thinking about taking the troops given to him by the Princess to the Biyu Palace and putting on a grand show.

As he spoke, he pulled Dong Ru’s hand to lead her inside, but she did not move, letting him pull her while she stared at him in a daze.

This was one of the reasons Jia Miao wanted to go home first. Because she hadn't had the chance to retrieve her belongings earlier, she felt it would be safer now that she had the opportunity to keep them in her own hands.

She had long, flowing hair, a slender waist, and long legs. She wore a dreamy white dress with flared sleeves imprinted with delicate patterns.

The youth was truly beyond comprehension; in the blink of an eye, he had appeared hundreds of meters away, atop the hundred-meter-tall building where they stood, without making a sound or giving them the slightest hint of his presence.

Absol hadn't drained much of his two Pokémon’s stamina. Communicating mentally with Corviknight, Yang Mo commanded it to prepare for an attack.

Leaping into the arena, Chen Mo wore a wicked, charming smile. He seemed to have made up his mind to claim the wager Yang Mo had proposed.

"I’m just finishing up here." It was Li Yi who was covering Dong Chi’s original sin body. Just as Dong Chi was about to walk toward Li Yi, Xuanyuan Yu and Luo Jie appeared from nowhere and grabbed him.

This storm had come eerily and departed without a trace, leaving Li Yi with the feeling that there was a deity ahead, teasing them with a giant hairdryer, creating massive storms with a casual puff of air.

The countless feather blades launched by the Decidueye halted in their tracks amidst the sound waves, drifting to the ground like real leaves.

The Eleventh Legion had halted its attack for the tenth time. It wasn't that they lacked arrows, but the soldiers could no longer lift their arms; as time went on, the intervals of rest grew shorter.

Meanwhile, Chen Kaiyu began securely binding the eight bloody lizard-beast carcasses with sturdy vines.

Tang Feng ushered his grandmother into the back seat and climbed in from the other side. Fatty sat in the passenger seat. At Tang Feng’s command, "To the medical school first," Haozi slowly started the car and drove toward their destination.

Knowing that a car was pursuing Sun Zhihui and his group, Tang Feng didn't ask further, merely instructing, "Safety first!" and "Leave some clues for Leng Jianfeng in the western suburbs of the city." He ended the call and dialed Liu Fei’s number.

The closer she got, the heavier her heart became. When she finally saw the fresh grave of the Peng family, Peng Mo’s tears fell without warning. Her hands, hidden within her sleeves, were clenched so tightly that her fingernails dug into her palms, yet she felt no pain.

Just then, Yan Fang walked in from the door. The tear tracks on her face and her swollen, watery eyes revealed how heartbroken she had been while crying outside. Seeing the two huddled together, she froze for a moment, then realized what was happening, turned silently, and couldn't bear to disturb their mutual comfort.