Chapter 32

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What a beautiful mood it was. If Bai Nannan had not been there, something might well have happened. But things did not go as hoped. Someone arrived and took Meng Fan back to the main building.

“It is a pity that Mr. Wang Yaqiao was ultimately killed by Dai Li. Perhaps that is the fate of heroes throughout history.” Tang Feng sighed, his voice tinged with sadness.

That day, the computer was returned, and they began laying the internet cable this way as well. The town had originally refused to extend the line here, but Bai Qi had called in every favor he could, passing the word down through layer after layer of connections, until they had barely managed to bring it to the village.

Huang Jie could not be bothered to answer. She simply took out a jade slip and handed it to Mo Fan, then sat on the table and poured herself a cup of tea.

Suddenly, five phoenixes flew across the sky, radiating five-colored light. Born of the colors of the five directions—red, yellow, azure, white, and black—they wheeled above their heads.

“Excuse me, is this Zhang Family Village, where one can learn martial arts?” Brian asked, tugging at an old man.

Xiao Yunfei struck. His hand flashed forward with lightning speed and seized the Thousand-Faced Enchantress by the throat. With the slightest exertion, her neck would be crushed at once, just like all the others before her.

The two were just about to speak with Steward Yi when, in a blur, a man wearing a conical hat appeared before them.

While instructing the servants to take the Lu family members to rest, Madam Ye asked about Mrs. Lu’s condition.

Tong Qingfeng froze. He instinctively accepted the Immortal Sword Token, only realizing what had happened afterward. Unable to restrain himself, he began to speak.

He had deliberately taken the toothpick with him when he left, intending to claim Chen Feng’s life without making a sound.

This was a world-class magnate, yet in Qin Feng’s eyes, he was still nothing. How formidable must one’s strength be to regard such beings with contempt?

That was why, when Qin Wan jumped down, everyone remained perfectly calm, assuming only that some unfortunate fool had taken the plunge.

“Hmph! Who says we know him?” The two elders, whose combined ages probably amounted to several tens of thousands of years, turned their heads aside in unison.

Ling Ziyan felt somewhat uncomfortable under their scrutiny, but she could not very well lose her temper. After all, they were guests, and she knew that being watched was unavoidable when everyone realized that she had the same appearance as Feng Qingxiu.

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“Chen He was the one who offered to have his brother-in-law pay the other party’s medical expenses?” Xia Qing asked.

He could still walk. Besides, at his age, there was little left in life that he could not take calmly.

“Enough. The princess has not eaten yet, has she? Have something first.” Hua Hao led her to the table and helped her sit down.

The two of them went to the cinema, bought cola, popcorn, and other snacks, then took their seats.

She cast Xi Lingjing a tender glance, lowering her eyes shyly, as though hinting at something.

Throughout the journey, Ye Zhiyuan said nothing, but the oppressive aura radiating from him was overwhelming. His expression was grim, and his eyes were as deep and impenetrable as ink. Zhou Xuan, unable to read his face, shrank into his seat. He opened his mouth, then rubbed his hands together and ultimately said nothing.

“What is mine is yours.” At last unable to endure it any longer, Ye Zhiyuan turned around and silenced Zhou Xuan’s incessant chatter with a kiss. He coaxed their lips and tongues into a shared dance before tossing him onto the bed.

“Actually, this surprised me too… Many years later, on the eve of my wedding, Tao Hao and I stayed up all night talking. We happened to mention Du Bin.”

Beside the bed stood a tall, slender figure, gazing unblinkingly at the person lying there with dark eyes. Hearing her murmur, he felt a stab of pain in his heart.

Ye Zhiyuan showed no mercy as he handed him over to the bodyguards, even though the man had been nestled in his arms and acting spoiled only a moment before. He could not understand how a man nearing thirty could be so childish and… fickle.

Since Li Yuan had put it that way, even if Liu Mu’s journey north ended in failure, Li Shimin would not refuse.

Wen Yong, standing nearby, let out a sigh. He had originally wanted to go over and offer Wu Bao’an a few words of comfort, but he did not know where to begin.

Su Yingchao suddenly found himself standing face-to-face with this great martial artist. Fear was only natural. He wanted to exchange a few polite words, but when he saw the faint murderous intent in Zhuo Lingzhao’s eyes, he did not dare make a sound.

Aike glanced at Jones, then instinctively tapped on the glass. Beside him, Kate smiled.

Once he had opened his heart, Xun Kuang recalled those painful memories he would rather have forgotten. Faces that had long since faded from his recollection appeared before his eyes, though they had already become indistinct and blurred.

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“Americans are born with a sense of humor. We are very proud of that.” Aike laughed.

Now and then, a tribal chieftain felt that the Zhao army’s actions were far too strange, but amid the fervor of the majority, no great disturbance arose. With an army like that, what was there to fear? If anyone was afraid, there would naturally be someone willing to lead the charge.

However, the failure of the Japanese plan had now given China an opportunity to deal its opponent a devastating blow.

Best Picture, Best Director, Best Original Screenplay, Best Actor, Best Supporting Actor, and three technical awards.

“General Li, may I ask what you are thinking about?” Han Chuang approached Li Yu with a wine cup in hand and asked with a smile.

Only that reason could have prompted her to make such a request. In the past two years, she had never once tried to catch her breath or rest simply because she was exhausted.

That wretched man had actually dared to seize the opportunity to mock her. If her body had not been covered in golden needles, she would certainly have gone over and beaten him senseless.

The intense pain finally drove Ma Sanpao over the edge. He could endure no more and turned into a beast. Without a thought for gentleness, he struck Cuihua twice across the face.

After entering the cave, the group lit a torch and each found a place to rest.

“Hee-hee-hee, you mentioned braised pork, of course you made it angry. It was only right for it to butt you,” Zhang Guoguo said gleefully.

He was especially fond of the weapon after Siegfried had used the cross to smash the heads of several Honkai beasts, leaving the cross completely unharmed.

Xu Yanwu smiled awkwardly, then reached out and stored away Asakura Miyuki’s corpse. Taking Kiana with him, he hurriedly left Chiba Academy.

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