Chapter 45: A Bumper Harvest

The hand Dio struck Rentaro Satomi with had already completed one of the steps of alchemy.

Since the gold coins had already been found, Huang Fei could completely leave Murong Xianglong. However, now he had no idea what to do next, so staying with Murong Xianglong to handle things for a while wasn't a bad idea, as it at least gave him an identity. Having considered it thoroughly, Huang Fei decided to stay with Murong Xianglong for the time being.

Chang Yiming looked at Yu Dayong, seemingly asking: What major event has occurred? Yu Dayong glanced at Wu Zhong, signaling him with his eyes to speak.

Yet at this moment, Leng Feng, having consumed the Realm Source, experienced a sudden surge in power, instantly reaching the peak of the breakthrough three-star combat strength.

"Don't be so ungrateful! Being favored by you is your fortune and luck. A man like you doesn't understand love at all!" the Puppet Demon Princess shrieked.

"Forget it, asking you is a waste of time anyway; you won't tell the truth either." Ouyang Qian shook her head and gave up.

"No need. Since I'm doing a good deed, I might as well see it through to the end and play my part thoroughly. It doesn't matter if I'm delayed for a bit." Huang Fei nodded at Ouyang Qian, then took the initiative to start conversing with the people around him.

Mu Sheng was extremely satisfied with today's journey. Originally, he had expected to cover only the distance of one city, but to his surprise, they had traversed two. Moreover, the journey had been calm and peaceful, without any unexpected incidents or imagined attacks. Mu Sheng sincerely hoped this good fortune would accompany him all the way.

"This... should be no problem, right? Speaking of which, a gathering among us sisters can be considered a private conversation, can it not?" Consort Qi glanced toward Nangong Yulan.

The palace doors stood wide open, and directly ahead, a man sat upon a throne forged from millennium-old cold iron.

In an instant, everything in the surroundings was pulverized by the surging shockwave. Buildings collapsed, countless dust particles were swept into the howling wind, and the field of vision blurred into obscurity.

She realized that ever since the villain stated his conjecture just now, she had the lingering feeling of being led around by the nose.

After examining them both and reviewing the prescription prescribed by the physician to ensure there were no issues, Chanyi finally stepped out of the ward.

Vulture, Black Dragon, and the others sat on the first floor, firearms placed right beside Vulture. He was fully prepared to wait for the arrival of the members of the White Flame Gang.

No wonder they had wondered how the Prince could casually invite an ordinary family to be guests at his estate—so that was the reason behind it.

Chen Shao rubbed his head, gestured for him to sit nearby, and had Chanyi bring over two plates of pastries and fruits sent by Uncle Zhang. His gaze then swept across Erniu and the three children of Zhao Changping.

The few of them had been busy until now and had yet to eat dinner. After arranging for two bailiffs to guard the white-haired old man, they returned to Chengfeng Courtyard. Having eaten a simple meal and rested for more than an hour, Yang Dong, Yang Wu, and Yang Feng—who had witnessed Yang Wu beat a man to death—along with the family of the victim Ji Quan, finally arrived.

From the moment she arrived at the Binjiang Municipal Public Security Bureau from the provincial capital, Song Na had targeted Li Xiangdong time and time again.

Ge Silan neither stood up nor uttered a sound. She continued cleaning the gills of the crucian carp and the black membrane lining the inner belly—these two areas had to be meticulously cleaned; otherwise, it would be detrimental to health and leave a heavy, fishy odor.

The man chuckled softly, leaning down to kiss her cheek, his lips gradually moving to her lobe. His cool, thin lips felt as though they were charged with electricity, sending a series of shivers rippling through her.

Whenever I went to school every day, I always hoped to run into you, but such opportunities were far too rare. How I wished I could see you every day. Indeed, my circle of friends in Yinchuan was truly minuscule, numbering only a handful.

No wonder... during the daytime that day, Jin Yexue had made such a strange gesture... Back then, he had already thought of the method to embed the object inside the nameplate.

Qu Yiyi anxiously stole a glance in Meng Yue's direction, discovering that he was still secretly channeling his internal energy to heal Uncle Mu, making it inappropriate to disturb him for the time being.

"Uh, morning." I awkwardly twitched my lips, and upon seeing the wicked smile lingering at the corner of his mouth, I flipped over to pin him down, deliberately draping my long hair across his face so he couldn't open his eyes properly.

Could it be that I really had to agree to his demand and marry him? Unsure whether I could even escape this wolf's den, was I about to walk right into a tiger's lair?

Qi Anluo looked at the phone screen, shook her head, and said, "It's not him." It was Gu Xidong, and she had no idea why he would call at a time like this.

Qi Anluo remained silent, picked up a cotton swab, and began cleaning the wound slowly. Her movements were gentle; wherever a scab had formed, she would press lightly with the swab and ask Ning Jianyan if it hurt. In the dead of summer, wounds were most susceptible to infection, and if scabbed areas were left unattended, festering could occur unnoticed.

"Brother Yan, didn't you say we were having dinner together tonight?" Yu Tiantian chased after him and hurriedly asked.

Everyone was immensely excited, but Ma Hong and Bai Wei did not remain idle. Instead, they quickly calculated the depth of the bottomless abyss based on the number of descending ropes. Meanwhile, I hurried to tie the remaining rope in my hand to the rope anchored to the wall pegs.

According to the official website, it could take two or three days, depending entirely on the mood of the Bi Fang bird.

After visiting one of Lin Huxuan's neighboring households, Qu Zhijie, Ye Tong still needed to visit the other neighbor, Yun Hong.

Luo Qinian laughed in spite of herself, feeling deep sympathy for Han Xian. Up above, he was despised by his biological parents; down below, he was bullied by his biological elder brother and nephew. Ah, what a bleak life he had. She hoped he wasn't too heartbroken. Well, she also seemed to be taking a tiny bit of malicious pleasure in his misfortune. Unbecoming, unbecoming, truly unbecoming.

Therefore, the reason he had dropped to level 56 now was still because of the sheer amount of experience points he had farmed inside Konghou Mountain.

With that, Shen Lingsheng looked toward Yang Xuao, a trace of cold arrogance appearing in her eyes, while a sharp, resolute look unexpectedly surfaced within her beautiful gaze for the very first time.

The stronger her own faction became, the greater their self-preservation capability would be. If they even surpassed the opponent, then the Innate Spiritual Roots would truly belong to their side.