Chapter 42: The Answer
Resigned or resentful, Xie Hongfei ultimately shouldied his pack and, carrying all of Yang Xiaoduo's lingering affection, left for the Northwest on the very eve of Su Yuping's discharge from the hospital.
Having spent the past few days running around to mail letters through several different postboxes, Wei An, who humbly concealed her achievements and fame, was exceptionally pleased with this outcome.
Over the month and more since she had transmigrated into the novel, countless brain cells had been wasted, but at last, one matter was unfolding precisely as she had anticipated.
Oh, wait, there was also that affair concerning Ye Aihua, with which she was likewise fairly satisfied.
After lunch, the guests who had come to offer birthday congratulations gradually took their leave. Having swept the living room floor once more, Ling Lang's mother also prepared to go have a brief chat with the great-grandmother before heading home.
However, the Iron-backed Bear's massive claws swiped through empty air, striking the tree trunk and snapping the tree directly in two, while Chu Feng's dagger landed with exquisite precision right into the armpit of the beast's foreleg, slicing open a deep gash.
Given Hu Mingchen's current strength, if he were to be successfully retaliated against by a celebrity, wouldn't all that power of his turn out to be mere paper-mache?
It was as if beneath Li Bai's feet there was no scorching Soul-Burning Purple Flame at all, but merely his own back garden.
On this side, although Han Mo did not know that Bai Yi had already taken action, he nonetheless sensed very acutely a faint, lingering aura of killing spreading across the island. This murderous intent felt intensely familiar to him, originating from the very same source and ancestral roots as his own—it was the power of the Dragon Soul.
"What else can we do? Selling it will fetch at least five yuan, enough for a breakfast. If we don't sell it, what do we get by throwing it away? This is equivalent to Hao Yang treating us to breakfast. Since someone is treating, why not show some appreciation?" Hu Mingchen took the five yuan note and said cheerfully.
"Then what are you people here to do this time?" After pondering for a moment, he finally broached the main topic. He simply refused to believe that there were so many coincidences in this world, especially in such a freezing, bird-forsaken wasteland.
"Uncle, will they pick up a me, just like mom and dad picked up you?" Chu Li suddenly asked.
Yet the cross-dresser curled his lips in utter indifference, wearing a lewd and wicked smirk. Facing the menacing purple lightning hurtling toward him from Yu Zichen, he bizarrely refused to dodge or evade, and was forcefully blasted straight into the opposing mountain wall.
Hearing this, Naruto couldn't help scratching his head. Over these past few days, he truly had neglected Kurama, only remembering him when trouble finally struck.
And that shadow was none other than her elder sister Minqiu. The spot where Sister Minqiu sat was the very place they used to climb up and play together often.
Du Shaojiu was quite lucky; when ordering, there was still a grass carp weighing about a pound and a half left, which fit the criteria perfectly.
With that, I increased the strength in my hands. Under the Dragon Claw Hand, even someone with physical resilience equal to mine would be thoroughly pierced through.
Du Shaojiu gave a laughing, perfunctory chuckle, then returned to his workstation, poured a cup of hot water, turned on the computer, and began browsing the daily financial news.
Therefore, taking a deep breath at that moment, Yanyumeng once again picked up the cup of coffee beside her, took a fierce, large gulp, typed out a few more words, and hit the send key.
Although the rain that night was somewhat chilly, under the instantaneous brilliance of a flash of lightning, as he gazed at Zi Mingke's smile, he could no longer feel the coldness of the night and the rain.
Perhaps his territory would eventually become a major producer of magical potions. These potions would then transform into a core pillar industry supporting the economic foundation of the Demon Eagle Fortress! By that time, Klose would have to consider expanding the cultivation range of traditional Chinese medicinal herbs.
One must know that after he completed the task of achieving Earth's highest renown, the system rewarded him with a full ten million Hunyuan.
Consequently, secret techniques were exceptionally precious and required numerous external objects to assist in cultivation or aid in unleashing their effects.
Furthermore, things like steam engines originally existed in this world. As for Grand Duke Gray Pigeon, his airships could already be deployed in combat! Thus, the aerial hot air balloon fleet Klose had initially envisioned was temporarily shelved by him.