Chapter 39

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Wasn’t this exactly what Yun Fengze meant by "the most suitable choice" when we were trapped in Bo Yun Village?
"A-Yi, tell me, is there any future for a notorious, irredeemable scoundrel and a righteous, gentle gentleman with solid values?"
Extinguishing the cigarette in hand, she picked it up, sank into the sofa, and slowly opened the photo album.
After working for a few days, Gu Qingyun realized that the Double Ninth Festival—a tradition celebrated annually—was only two days away. His household had already prepared chrysanthemum cakes and cornel dogwood. Like every year, officials were granted a holiday, and since the tenth day of the ninth lunar month fell on a rest day, the two consecutive days off were highly anticipated by everyone.
After much deliberation, Sun Yang finally realized that his master had been driven to a fit of shame and anger by the overly enthusiastic pursuit of an admirer.
Once the stitches were removed, the wound healed well, leaving only a scar that could be covered by his hair. The doctor assured them it would continue to fade. The two then left the hospital one after the other.
At this moment, Chu Yu asked if Lecturer Cen was still making things difficult for Fang Ziming and Tan Zili. Recalling Lecturer Cen’s character, everyone could not help but chuckle.
The soldiers responsible for guarding the city walls could not even identify what these rows of objects were.
Lin Xiaomo leaned her head against Mo Yitian’s chest, listening to his steady, powerful heartbeat, yet she still felt an indescribable sense of grievance.
At the very least, one must read and learn more about common knowledge, otherwise, it is easy to arouse suspicion in others.
The doctors here could diagnose these symptoms; it was just that Master Guo’s requirements were so harsh that the physicians were left helpless.
Qing Huang had no choice but to eat the shrimp offered by his hand, the fresh, savory flavor instantly filling her mouth.

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"Fengnian, it’s getting late. They are all asleep; let us go back to our room to rest as well," Xiao Ling’er gently placed her slender fingers on Xiao Fengnian’s shoulder, urging him.
Having had no respite all day, and having run for so long in the afternoon, Chu Xia was now so exhausted she didn't want to move, yet her stomach began to growl, signaling an empty larder.
Previously, because of Lou Sha, Zhou Tong had been able to see Angela and had even witnessed her demonic form. Therefore, at this moment, seeing Angela again, she felt a profound sense of fear and awe.
She changed into a cheongsam, and under the unique silhouette of the dress, she looked, indeed, a bit more mature.
After stealing an assist, Xiang Guo ignored the bottom lane and headed straight through the river toward his own blue buff. He had shown himself in the bottom lane at level two; although it was brief and not a long ambush, the information that he lacked a blue buff had been exposed.
The intense gunfire from just a moment ago would likely be heard by others, and someone had probably already called the police.
Twenty-three days passed in a flash. Today is August 8th, and Ao Wen has remained inactive, sleeping in the same spot the entire time.
Natsu and his companions frowned. Unlike the friendly and warm attitude Ryan Gaal showed them, his attitude toward Happy and Charle could be described as cold, if not outright disgusted.
Back in this "homeland" of Type-Moon, she could exert one hundred percent of her strength, and because her existence had shifted from fantasy to reality, her power had increased significantly.
The people from the Church and Meilian were completely shocked. Meilian was fine; given his strength, killing the Black Princess was merely a response to the Church’s request, not an absolute necessity, so he was only slightly surprised. However, the Church members were filled with even more terror amidst their shock.
In reality, the instance dungeon is not a physical plane, but a spiritual plane akin to a dream. Each time Yi Qiu enters a dungeon, the process is much like mages projecting their consciousness into the Astral Plane, while their physical bodies remain in the main plane—Earth.
This is the inheritance of transcendent abilities, meaning that the recipient must at least be a life form at the transcendent stage to accept it.

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When the Heaven-Destroying Demon awoke and resisted, the Ghost Face was not afraid; instead, he showed an even greedier look, as if the Demon's true spirit were some supreme treasure to him.
Whether they were spies of the Uchiha clan or spies of the village, none of that mattered. What mattered was understanding what he wanted to protect.
When her language extended into imaginative imagery, and Setsuna saw those intimate scenes in her own mind, her already flushed face turned even redder, as if painted with pigment. Countless wisps of steam puffed from her head, and then, with a bang, she collapsed.
After finishing all this, Lin Luo went to search for food alone. Of course, to avoid accidents, he dared not go too far, only wandering within a hundred-meter radius.
After nightfall, at the first hour when the hourglass flipped, Elisande arrived in the garden on time with Thalyssra.
Even the Emperor of Zhao was gradually growing weary of the Crown Prince’s pale face, but out of a promise made to the late Empress, he had not yet deposed him.
The two caught each other’s eyes and were both startled; judging by their expressions, Qingjing guessed they knew one another.
The roar of an engine sounded as if it were growling right by his ears. A pickup truck sped over Yu Yuanjun’s head, followed immediately by the screech of emergency brakes.
Gunfire echoed from other rooms as well. However, compared to Yu Yuanjun’s good luck, Drew, who was responsible for the staircase, was less fortunate; he was hit by a bullet and tumbled down the stairs in agony. Apart from that, the floor was basically secure, with no other enemies discovered.