21 A Substitute?

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Xie Yumeng truly wished she could find a crack in the ground to hide in; not only were her cheeks burning, but her entire body felt awkward and uncomfortable in every way.

Yun Qing was pleasantly surprised. She had never expected Shen Mao to agree to her words so readily. Her father had always been bold and driven by wealth, and she had assumed she would have to spend significant effort and persuasion to make him abandon his intentions.

After bickering with Brother Xing for a few more minutes, my phone rang. I took it out and saw it was a call from Brother Xu.

No matter how far the drama escalated today, it could not reach an irreparable state. Huangpu Wusi and Tiantuo Long would not die, because today was the birthday of the Great Grandmother of the Heavenly Sun. That reason alone was enough to outweigh anything else.

Just then, the Patriarch of the Zixia Magic Cave on Mount Ling—known throughout the world as the Demon King of Chaos—and the Great Macaque King of Lion Camel Ridge came riding on the clouds from Lion Camel Ridge toward the peak of Mount Ling. He saw the two immortal boys guarding the treasures atop the pagoda of Mount Ling.

At that time, Wu Shengzhao was preoccupied with his son’s studies and life, while Hou Fangyu was caught in an emotional entanglement with Li Xiangjun. Let us make a digression here.

Such deep love could actually fade away gradually, like a pile of ashes, no longer holding any warmth.

"Heh, is it really necessary? Why do you get so agitated and act so strangely every time I mention Yu to you?" Jiang Lin said with a laugh.

"So that’s how it is. Then you all should move out of the village even more. If you continue to intermarry like this, the population of your village will only keep dwindling. Relocating is the most sensible choice." Peng Ligang couldn't help but steer the conversation back to business.

Yun Qing bowed her head slightly. She had heard this voice when she first entered—slightly cold, tinged with a faint, hoarse timbre, seductive yet indifferent. Such a unique voice was something few could ever forget.

"Are you here to see me or to annoy me?" As soon as Su Wanxi said this, Su Chenxi sat down restlessly and began peeling an apple with a fruit knife.

"Why?" Nie Ran feigned confusion on the surface, but in reality, she knew that something must have happened over there for the administrator to issue such a warning.

Most of those who died were members of the Demon Race. After all, some of their techniques were too tyrannical and lacked humanity. Naturally, those who practiced such demonic arts were rarely of good character.

Rujiu sat in the bathtub, crying while she washed. The water slowly cooled, and her tears eventually dried up. Exhausted and weary, she fell asleep in the lukewarm water.

If one loses their very self, then there is no need for such a life to continue.

Ru Yi had been staying indoors for the past few days. She never imagined things would develop this way. Had she known, she wouldn't have been so loose-lipped as to tell those people. They were truly ungrateful ingrates who had set her up like this.

Nandu Aoyuan was always quiet, with warm yellow streetlights and lush greenery everywhere, always offering the comfort of coming home. Compared to the first phase, the buildings in the second phase were more exquisite and modern; the estate was built in two stages, two years apart.

However, she hadn't taken two steps before she paused. Initially, Wu Lexuan had felt a glimmer of joy, thinking she had made a decision, but when her figure didn't return to her side, she grew puzzled and looked up, following the direction of her gaze.

But Xiao Han Yu stepped forward, holding his breath. He used his cloak to instantly envelop the smoke pellet, trapping the thick black mist within, and then used his sleeve to sweep over the jar of snow water that Eunuch Cheng Fu had just brought, throwing the cloak-wrapped pellet into the water.

Listening to our angry words, the villagers only offered a cold sneer. In their eyes, everything they were doing now was the right thing.

Otherwise, if this were on a main road and passersby panicked, causing a stampede, Liang Xing would be guilty of a grave sin.

Led by a waiter, Qiao Xuanyi headed straight for the VIP room. As soon as he entered, he saw the person sitting on the sofa facing the room.

Seeing his strange expression, like someone suffering from constipation, I knew this was likely nothing good and steeled myself.

After witnessing the world-class showdown on the balance board, everyone found the ordinary performances that followed to be utterly tasteless.

It was common knowledge that Suomen Village had been uninhabited for hundreds of years. Even I, who knew nothing about the village, had just heard about it.

The vast majority of people had self-awareness, and the tickets to Pokémon Sun Island were not cheap; there was truly no need to risk one’s life just to save a little money.

The gray light struck the large tree, and in a short moment, the tree several meters tall turned into solid stone.

They didn't even know if I had a son; naturally, there was no way for others to achieve their goals through me.

"What a grand display," Xu Qi thought, comparing it to his own Blood Rainbow form, which could also span miles but always exuded a fierce, murderous aura. He couldn't help but shake his head slightly.

On the white jade platform, the Primordial Dragon God slowly opened his eyes. His tone was very casual, as if the two were old friends who had known each other for years.

Guo Jie and Tian Heng were two commanders of the Flying Cloud Guards at the Heaven-Illumination Realm. They had never seen Xiao Wuxie erupt with such terrifying momentum, and for a moment, they were stunned, not knowing how to respond.

Watching this person walk up, Zhang He instinctively wanted to draw his gun, but was directly blocked by Zhou Yu. In the Tianlan Star System Alliance, regardless of his status, this man who had fought against the Giant Troll warriors for years certainly didn't have a good temper, and he couldn't hold back his anger at being pointed at and provoked.

With the eight law-enforcing disciples surrounding them in a sword formation, Xiao Yu could not defend against it with his cultivation and had no choice but to retreat.

Li Ru sighed. She had been cultivating alongside Ye Bai for nearly a year and had come to understand this junior brother of hers quite well.

"Haha, Old Bu, you still know me best! That is exactly what I wanted to say, but don't go crying if you lose!" Nie Liuyun shouted in response, his attacks on his hands never faltering.

"Come out, I’ve already seen you," Zhou Yu said suddenly, though he had little confidence when he spoke; after all, it was just a hollow threat.

A circle of green light swirled and flashed over his body, revealing a man in green robes beside him who bore a striking resemblance to him.