Chapter 67: Duoduo's Inheritance

Anlin High School gathered the brightest elites from the entire province, with everyone sprinting toward top-tier universities. Those at the very pinnacle, such as Xiu Qiyuan and Sheng Wanwan who had won heavyweight competition awards, aimed for Tsinghua or Peking University, while everyone else had their respective targets.

The head of the Splendid Workshop was named Ruyi. In her early years, she had been an imperial artisan in the palace. After leaving the palace, she opened an embroidery workshop among the common folk. With the reputation of an imperial artisan, she naturally never lacked orders.

"Many thanks, Senior Uncle." Wang Yan agreed verbally, yet even when facing life-and-death situations in the days to come, he never once sought out the Liu family for help.

This NPC is still lying there motionless? It seems the time is not yet ripe; I must wait until I go and pull his curtain, Jiang Chun thought to himself.

Hearing this, Li Mubai smiled and nodded. Of course he knew. In fact, their two residences were not far apart, separated by merely two alleyways.

However, another baffling and bizarre incident occurred. The hundreds of fox pelts nailed to the wall, before they even had time to dry, were somehow stolen overnight. Despite searching through every possible means, they completely vanished without a trace.

With that, she twisted her delicate waist, puffed her chest and pulled back her shoulders, forming a sword incantation with her left hand. Her index and middle fingers of her right hand transformed into a fierce surge of sword Qi, sweeping fiercely toward the upper and middle sections of Long Yue'er's body.

Because he saw that both Zhou Chen and Han Chunming were making a fortune, he had long since grown impatient. If it weren't for the suppression by the elder at home, he probably would have already ventured into business.

Seeing his master in this state, Wang Yan knew his master must be thinking of his late wife once again. Without disturbing him, he quietly found a comfortable tree fork to recline on, leaned back with his hands behind his head, and contentedly enjoyed the atmosphere of late spring and early summer.

These words truly hit the nail on the head. It was blatantly obvious that Xiu Qiyuan was mocking President Niu for always attributing the policies and measures of the Polar Bear company to pressure from the board of directors, refusing to admit that the entire board bowed down to him like subjects, leaving utterly no dissenting voices up or down.

Having lost the territory of Bingzhou, and with no imperial court left to pledge allegiance to, Ding Yuan let out a long sigh. After reaching a consensus with Lü Bu and the others, he officially became a general under Huang Chao. The military conflict in Bingzhou was also successfully resolved, further solidifying the rear stronghold of the Yellow Turbans.

Now, King Shi was left with only a cluster of vital blood essence, with his spirit and soul nourished within it. His consciousness was nearly scattered, and if this delay continued, he might very well perish right then and there.

In an instant, the spirit and soul flashed and vanished, sinking into Ningshuang's forehead. The main palace instantly grew extraordinarily quiet, to the point where the dropping of a needle could be heard.

When Gao Yun's troops arrived west of Qiaojun city, Kong Zhou's reinforcement troops had already arrived, establishing two encampments on the left and right of Qiaojun. Each camp housed ten thousand soldiers, forming a tripod formation and providing mutual support.

Yet at this moment, the expressions of everyone in the Canglang Sect were very calm, and in the eyes of some disciples, a trace of anticipation was faintly discernible.

The one hundred and thirty-seven commanders discussed and agreed that the Titan troops would still not go out to battle, remaining on guard against any underhanded tricks by the realm merchants. As for the other one hundred and thirty-six units, their number of God Emperors was simply too overwhelming, enough to crush the three realms and the universe ten thousand times over.

Calie's thoughts settled as he used the momentum to rapidly retreat. However, the sheer weight of that force still inflicted heavy injuries upon him, damaging his internal organs. He could not help but spit out a mouthful of blood, losing almost all his strength. At that moment, the long sword pursued relentlessly, as if determined to claim Calie's life.

Ignoring the scene that was gruesome enough to make him die a hundred times over, Zhou Yi extended his right leg and stepped down with a painful and trembling expression.

Of course, Consort Yan and Consort Yin would never report to Haoning about their recent approach to Empress Shunyuan, nor how they conspired with her to keep Qingmei from endlessly pestering the Emperor.

Sheng Jinsen went over specifically to inspect it and found that it was abandoned, completely empty inside, and awaiting reconstruction.

In her ears were the panicked voices of everyone around her, while her nostrils caught the scent of lavender—so intense yet filled with a sense of tranquility. Finally, her vision went completely black, and she fainted.

Early the next morning, Zhou Feng led an old man to the university. This old man nothing special about him, carrying a canvas backpack, with a dark complexion and wearing a pair of rubber shoes, looking very much like a typical rural elder who constantly toiled in the fields exposed to the sun and rain.

Little did she guess that this child was actually switched by Consort Kang, who used a "civat cat for a prince" scheme to replace Consort Ping's child.

Seeing that something was amiss, Lan Fei immediately rushed over, pulled out a school badge, and used the pin on the badge to quickly prick several of Zhou Feng's fingers.

Shen Qianyue showed Han Haonnan such blatant disrespect that the latter's expression inevitably changed, becoming extremely unsightly.

Su Mianmian blinked her large eyes. Was she being mocked? Realizing this, Su Mianmian gritted her teeth in irritation. Damn Lin Jinye, how dare he mock the undergarments she was wearing, and even call her bra childish?

But now, with his soul curse erupting, all the strength in his body was completely drained, making him no match for Dugu Xuan at all.

Luo Yu's behavior evoked a brand-new emotion in Lan Fei that she had never experienced before. Humans called this a desire for revenge; she wanted to make Luo Yu suffer through sorrow just once as well. Collected and organized by 00, copyright belongs to the author or publishing house.

Lin Yinxiu looked over curiously, and sure enough, in the back row sat a blonde, blue-eyed, deep-cleaved, sexy stunner, chatting and laughing merrily with the man in the adjacent seat, while that assassin was indeed greedily and frequently peeping at her breasts.

Li Sen spoke with a growing sense of gravity as he pointed to the southeast and said, "This is Lunfutun. Its mountains rise several hundred feet, with dense forests. Stones have been piled up to form city walls and wooden palisades have been erected for defense. Even a massive army would only be able to advance inch by inch while turning the terrain into a pool of blood."