Chapter 65 Submitting the Exam Paper Early

She was not well-read, but the paper that appeared in her hands did not contain words—it had drawings instead.

Completely unlike his usual extravagant and luxurious attire, unless one knew him extremely well, it would genuinely be hard to recognize who he was at a single glance.

Young Master Wen naturally possessed a delicately carved face, his smoothly contoured jawline sinking into a soft scarf, making him look all the more gentle and breathtaking.

She had never complained of discomfort in front of him; even on their wedding night, when tears fell, she hadn't uttered a single sound.

Wen Can lowered his eyelids slightly, not rushing to look up, and only raised his eyes nonchalantly when the person had walked right up to him.

First, wash and clean the clumped hair, and then use a rattan brush to scrub his body thoroughly.

Some admired singing girls, some tasted fine wine and delicacies, while others purely enjoyed the lively atmosphere outside the prince's residence; all the brothers had a thoroughly good time.

Aside from going every day to collect the game distributed by the tribe, the original owner had practically no contact with them, so He Ci was completely in the dark regarding the situation within the tribe.

By this time, the news of the ancient Canglan Palace manifesting had already spread across all the major top-tier factions in the Chaotic Realm.

The infatuated look Jiang Cha had just directed at him had momentarily led him to believe he still had a chance, only for it to be a false joy.

Hearing Ying's inquiry, Ling Xiao knew he could not keep it hidden from her. If this matter were not made clear, Ying would likely harbor resentment toward him. Because Ling Xiao was her husband, yet failed to share his innermost thoughts with her—this was a matter of trust.

Therefore, Ling'er loved accompanying Haonan, and no matter what dangers they encountered, she was always the first one by his side.

The momentum of the mother and son duo practically turned the entire household upside down, until Luo Chenxi returned, prompting Xia Yunjin to instantly switch to the persona of a loving mother, eager to feed her son.

Exchanging a glance with Ling'er, a solemn expression lingered on her face. It seemed Ling'er had also sensed something was amiss; she too had discovered the oddity of that flame, and deep within her body, something had resonated with the strangeness in the sky, stirring vaguely with a sense of familiarity.

Had I known it would come to this, even if it meant making her hate me for a while, I should never have allowed her to set foot on that bizarre land alone.

Terrified to the point of paleness, Tang Yichen reflexively continued firing with her crossbow. After blocking the attack, the merman chieftain stabbed his trident straight into her abdomen, and her body was sent flying like a kite with a broken string.

And this Emperor-Extremity Pill was precisely the kind of medicinal pill that could both help upper-tier Heavenly Monarchs break through and possess spiritual intelligence. Its value went without saying, and the Battle Ape was well aware of how precious it was.

If they lost their cool, they would make mistakes; and once they made mistakes, they would lose any chance of avenging Old Gun, while throwing away their own lives in the process.

"Hmph! Although I'm very annoyed that you summoned me here, this world seems rather interesting." Twitching the corner of his mouth into a cold smile, Ling Xiao retracted his divine might the very next second, his gaze slowly drifting toward the three stooges of Deban.

There was no help for it. Although Howling Sky was as expressionless as a block of wood and rarely spoke, among her three partners, she listened to Howling Sky the most.

Besides, if Scarface were to call Liu Jianjun over again later, wouldn't that make it impossible to even keep the clinic open?

Sugiyama Shin sketched once more, drawing a portrait of an elderly person, though his age also meant he was at the peak of his career.

Yet he had not expected that, during Xia Nuannuan's attempt, as she raised her head, she happened to notice the state of her wire harness.

Ever since their parting last time with Qiuguji, the latter had never shown his face again. She wondered if he had already dug a pit, just waiting for her to jump in.

"Weren't you planning to give that to Yamato anyway? I just gave it to her ahead of time," Ross argued shamelessly.

Meanwhile, Wang Fengzhi was guarding the front courtyard, feeling utterly depressed and unable to help cursing Lin Fengzheng.

Dashan subconsciously stepped back and shouted, "What the hell! You almost knocked my head off!" As he raised his head, he saw a whitish mass plummeting from the sky. "What on earth!" Right after that, the mass blanketed Dashan's head, plunging everything into chaos.

His thoughts spinning at high speed, his mental energy lashed out again and again against every corner of Gildarts's body, only to be shattered into dust every single time, returning empty-handed.

Fortunately, after interacting a few times, Chun-Li gradually grew accustomed to using her own *ki* to resist her opponent's physical strength.

"It wasn't our men who stopped him; it's... it is General Rong who has come!" The soldier who came in to report wore a subtle expression.

Yet he was still consumed by grievance, so he spent some time killing the bastard who gave the order and the idiot who messed up the intelligence, along with the superior who pocketed his severance pay—though the military department actually paid close attention to such matters, the executors often failed to believe that disabled veterans retained any lingering competence.

In reality, these fellows truly had broken minds and could no longer control their own actions. Upon seeing "evildoers" who failed to meet their psychological standards, they felt compelled to act as instruments of justice by any means necessary; if they didn't pull off a stunt, their minds would remain clogged and they wouldn't be able to function at all.

However, a world's energy level was directly proportional to the activity of its world will. High-energy worlds even featured avatars of the world will, and deities were naturally everywhere.

Unaware of what he was thinking, a faint smile touched the corners of his lips, as if reminiscing, followed by a wistful sigh and a few muttered words.

The young man was extremely handsome, giving off the vibe of a South Korean pop star, but Jiang Chen completely ignored his good looks at this moment.

Upon testing this, Bruhl's face immediately darkened, because he could not sense even a shred of light element.

However, in the realm of high-end martial artists, the number of Muay Thai masters truly fell short compared to Yanhuang, and they even struggled against Neon, because they lacked effective methods for spiritual cultivation and could only borrow from Buddhist teachings, yet without fully grasping them.

Since it was the grand wedding day of the third chieftain, Xiang Jiang and Meng Mo did not restrict anyone today; drink as much wine as you want, eat as much meat as you want, and after eating and drinking your fill, go down the mountain to continue fighting the imperial court.

"Uh, my older brother? He's fighting with the prison guards and has already beaten up a lot of people. He was afraid we'd get in the way, so he sent us here, hehehe." Mo Lihai scratched his bald head, saying with an embarrassed smile.