Volume 1, Chapter 28: Give Me a Surprise

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Lu Xiaoyun bit her lower lip tightly, tears cascading down like pearls from a broken string.

She looked up at me, her eyes filled with pleading and helplessness.

“Yixiao, I’m fine, aren’t I? Let Secretary Lu get up.” I walked over to Shen Yixiao and gently took his arm.

Only then did Shen Yixiao speak. “Get up.”

Lu Xiaoyun cautiously struggled to her feet. In her utterly disheveled state, anyone who saw her would have found her pitiful.

She sniffled. “President Shen, Madam, if there’s nothing else, I’ll leave now. I won’t disturb you.”

“All right,” I replied.

After Lu Xiaoyun left, Shen Yixiao took my hand and led me to the sofa. Seeing the documents in my hand, he frowned and asked, ...

Upon hearing the Heart of the Boundary’s words, the old artifact spirit’s eyes blazed like torches, shooting out rays of light as though they might pierce through the bronze mirror before him.

There was only one reason for this: the cabbage he was chewing had unexpectedly brought him an immense surprise.

Although explaining it would be troublesome, simply put, it was a skill much like that of a dog. Thus, even if I had never saved the other person, I could still identify their scent within a few days.

“If you ever really become a man one day, remember to let your brother enjoy himself first.” Gu Ming looked utterly serious.

Hearing this, Xuanyuan Yu understood that haste would only ruin the endeavor. Besides, if Xuanyuan Fen truly grasped these principles, it would mark a significant improvement for her.

Although this meant Yang Qingguo could not see Ruan Xin at all, it also meant that his face had pressed seamlessly against Ruan Xin’s chest.

To qualify for the first round, one had to possess the identity token of a third-tier alchemist before one could register.

Hearing him say this, Wei Baozhu assumed that the shopkeeper was about to leave and immediately grew anxious. “Shopkeeper, even if you’re leaving, you must arrange rooms for us first.” If this delayed her meeting with the Crown Prince, everything would be ruined.

Luo Bei listened to him with a frown, yet from the corner of his eye he noticed the trace of smugness and disdain in the depths of the man’s eyes.

Although the floor was covered with a soft carpet, Ye Jiazhen still felt pain—especially the waves of cramping in her stomach. Her entire body was too weak to summon any strength.

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The Golden Bone Clan had seized the leg of an immortal corpse. The Bone God was absorbing the corpse’s essence, laying the foundation for his return to the level of an Immortal King.

“I even skipped the morning court and waited outside Xiyang Palace for an hour before making someone break down the door, and you accuse me of disturbing your sweet dreams?! I never left your side during the three days you were unconscious. I was gone for only two hours, and this is how you treat me? You...” He was so furious that he could not continue. When he saw my face turning purple, he finally released me.

He even deliberately seized one of them and lifted him into the air, instantly reducing the assassin’s body to ashes with the intense heat of the Sun Sword Technique. The ashes scattered from above as though his body had exploded.

After saying this, the two of them flew toward a mountain peak. Chen Xuan had no choice but to follow behind, wanting to find out where the entrance to the Heavenly Artisan Clan was.

She slowly walked over. When she was ten feet behind him, she saw Mu Cheng crouching on the ground, gripping an embroidered shoe tightly in his hand.

Chen Xuan bid farewell to the old man and left the Hall of Black and White, heading toward the large courtyard he had purchased. Yet before even a quarter of an hour had passed, he returned. To his surprise, someone was waiting for him outside the gate of his own courtyard—and it was someone he knew.

“What’s going on? What is White-Eye doing? Even if he’s trying to break through, he shouldn’t have suppressed himself this severely.” He muttered under his breath, secretly worried. But when he thought of White-Eye’s formidable physique, he felt somewhat reassured.

Tang Que smiled faintly, then tossed the crystal stone sealing the Flower of the Nether Void to the tall, lean Eagle Clan general.

Mu Cheng held the Sunburst Spear and gazed at Helian Yue, whose tall, erect figure stood beside the snow wolf. His face was pale, his eyes slightly sunken, and his deep black gaze remained fixed on the motionless carriage, as though he intended to bore a hole through it.

Sun Wukong stared intently at the soul fire. When he saw it extinguish and fail to reignite, wild joy appeared on his face.

“Make sure you inspect it properly before haggling. Payment on delivery, and once the deal is settled, there will be no further entanglement. Turn around and walk away; you can simply deny everything afterward.

As I pondered this, the powerful light swept into the room once more. After a burst of white radiance, the room returned to its previous state of filthy disorder.

There were fifty passenger buses in total. The electric sightseeing vehicles and the like were all supporting facilities Lu Heng had provided for the city, no different from those operated by the main company.

The red bucket appeared again. A bucketful of liquid was poured over his face. He struggled desperately, but the red bucket did not stop, maintaining the same pace as it tipped bucket after bucket of liquid over him.

Standing in the moonlight, Zhao Changan could not make out the appearance of the fellow beneath the tree’s shadow and found the whole thing baffling. Damn, squatting here in such freezing weather—has he lost his mind?

Guo Xuechuan was not a fool. If it were not for Yang Mo’s sake, who would Zhao Changan—the god of wealth—have considered him to be?

Standing nearby, Zhao Changan laughed. That girl dressed provocatively on the outside, but she was rather conservative underneath: she wore plain white cotton boyshorts.

The humanoid robots that patrolled back and forth lived and worked here just like ordinary people. Beneath the sunlight, everything about their lives made it difficult to believe they were in a post-apocalyptic world.

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After settling the two of them, Triga and Tiga exchanged a glance, then simultaneously assumed their opening battle stances toward the Flame Demon Warrior.

Looking at himself lying motionless on the bed, Shende was frantic. Yet no matter what method he tried, he could not return to his physical body.

Grandfather? Could it be that Grandfather already knew about this? It seemed that the old friend who had drunk with Grandfather two days earlier must have been Dean Tong.

We kissed passionately, unable to tear ourselves apart. As we continued kissing, we fell onto the sofa. At first, the mood was tender and romantic, but gradually it took on an entirely different character.

“What is Yingyuan laughing about? Have you thought of a good idea?” Ruicai keenly noticed the change in Xiaoxiao’s expression.

Though Xilin’s expression darkened at his words, she still lowered her head and took a careful look. The moment she did, she was utterly shocked.

The Mist Man flicked his long sleeve, and the surrounding space instantly transformed into a dark void. Ten differently colored lights flickered in and out of sight. They appeared real, yet were utterly ethereal.

“Since you’re already here, why haven’t you come out yet, Yu Ruihan?” Dize called toward a certain direction.

“Grandfather, you’ve been playing favorites for so many years. I never thought that even on your deathbed you would still be so unfair. What exactly is so good about this bastard? He’s nothing more than a man. Why are you so fascinated by him?” Sheng Yun’s eldest sister cursed as well.

Qin Jiu suddenly broke into a smile. She did not hurry forward; instead, she retreated back into the room.

The two fought fiercely on the ground. Without their warhorses, Ma Chao was far more agile. He did not contest Xu Chu in terms of strength, but instead circled him and stabbed wildly.

Upon receiving Zhou Kang’s order, they quickly selected five hundred cavalrymen. After more than a dozen ships came ashore, they charged straight toward Cao Cao’s rear camp. Cao’s soldiers were too busy fleeing for their lives; all they could manage was to deal with Guan Yu.

After being struck by his wife, Kuang Youzhi cast a sidelong glance at Gong Yu. Being beaten by his wife in front of his own disciple was rather humiliating. Fortunately, Gong Yu’s full attention was focused on Murong Yunxi at that moment.

Not one of these people was good. Every one of them was a remorseless killer; otherwise, how could their hands have been stained with the lives of a thousand people?

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