Volume One, Chapter 51: The List Revealed

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Just as Xue Zhiqing was beginning to regret coming to Fude Pawnshop, he saw Xiao Ran leap into the air. Before he could draw the Extinguishing Sun Sword from his waist to counterattack, Xiao Ran, using some mysterious sorcery, suddenly vanished and appeared behind him.

After all, Ruan Xinru was a refined lady from a noble family. Even in fights or duels, no one had ever touched her body, let alone her most private parts.

Ning Yuanlan went to the restroom, washed his hands, then cupped some water to wash his face, only then remembering what day it was today.

The other person was the senior apprentice brother, Gongsun Ye, who was originally unrelated to her by blood or bond. His kindness moved her deeply, making her wish she could repay him with her life.

Outside the door, Li Chengqian indeed wanted to beseech Liu Mu. He knew that only Liu Mu could change the sacred decree at this moment.

First, he saw the green snake suddenly leap into the air, its body torn and bloody, the shape of the snake lost, reduced to a mass of shredded flesh and blood. Before he could even be shocked, a figure flashed before his eyes—a young man with a scowl, glaring fiercely at him, radiating an intense anger.

At that moment, the moonlight suddenly brightened, its soft glow falling upon him. His fair skin shimmered, and his amber eyes seemed even deeper, as if searching for something.

Without taking long, Ruan Xinru arrived at the gate of her private courtyard. Due to the continuous exertion of her grain-enhancing technique, she was sweating slightly, her chest rising and falling, showing signs of fatigue.

When they returned to the cave, both their clothes were soaked. Unexpectedly, they both said simultaneously, "I'll start the fire!" Then they laughed together. The invisible warmth and tacit understanding had already bound their hearts, though neither realized it.

If from the very beginning, the original owner had been more resolute and decisive, many subsequent troubles could have been avoided. At the very least, the old lady would not have been so self-righteous.

After resolving the issue of the Yang energy, the deployment of the Three Yuan Haoyang formation proceeded smoothly.

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The hope that had just been kindled was extinguished once again. Mo Chen sat with his head bowed beside Shangguan Tingyu, his heart aching as if cut by a knife.

Just now, he had seen clearly that after he arrived, Old Lady Lu shifted her gaze away with a look of disdain.

"Aren't you here to protect Third Sister?" His hands clenched into fists, as if making a last effort.

As for the Ye Corporation, it bore Ye Kai’s surname, clearly marking it as his own company. Well, there was also another reason—Ye Kai was truly terrible at naming things, unsure what would be a fitting name.

In any case, she used her willpower to climb over, stumbled and fell, but resolutely did not cry.

Zuo Chenggang arrived at the regiment headquarters, where the deputy commander and political commissar reported on the training plan's implementation over the past half month.

Seeing that the emperor had no intention to severely punish Yuchi Ye, Mo Chen refrained from further persuasion. He feared that speaking more would backfire; if so, kneeling for hours might be the least of their troubles.

"So, who commands whom? Don’t forget, I’m the leader of the action team!" Zuo Chenggang said sternly.

The explosion and rapid gunfire roused the unconscious Li Baotian. He hurriedly sat up, a sharp pain in the back of his head causing him to grit his teeth and frown.

"Doomsday City!" Li Zhi laughed lightly, his gaze flickering as he observed the expression on the other’s face.

But just at this critical moment, disaster struck—amid the roaring explosions of motorcycles, two bikes with blazing headlights crashed through the glass doors, charging straight in and scattering the cold-formed ranks.

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Zhao Zhengyi’s wife said, “Director Lu, do you know? Less than twenty minutes after my husband Zhao Zhengyi was taken away by Jing’an Branch, three unfamiliar men came together, knocked on my door claiming to visit me, and even brought milk and diapers.”

Even the corner kick that went in was due to Feng Yihan’s mistake, which allowed the ball to be deflected into the goal.

So far, except during the hurricane team’s selection match when he was in peak form and scored a brilliant corner kick with his left foot against Feng Yihan, his free kicks in other games were all from about 25 meters out.

With a clang, the iron door of the cell shut, and Chai Hua arrived at “Heaven Number One.”

Upon learning that Monaco’s quarterfinal opponent was Dortmund, Li Liang could not help but yearn for the Signal Iduna Park stadium, known only through broadcast images before, and its world-famous “South Stand.”

Qi Miao wanted to call out to her master; Zhang Jiao also wanted to ask the mistress what was going on, but Gao Jun had already vanished.

What Li Qian saw was nothing but the shadow puppet he left behind, which demonstrated the marvel of his supernatural power.

Her father, once he found out, would surely either worry or scold her for being a high school student neglecting her studies.

“Hua” Jiu was not polite either. She drew a handkerchief from her bosom, raised her hand to shield her face with the wide sleeve, dipped the cloth in water, and gently wiped away the rouge on her face. After the basin of water turned murky, she used the remaining clear water in the wooden bucket to check her face. Only when it looked clean did she stop.