Chapter 45: Marrying Another Woman

There was a time when she watched Han Xue on television, smiling brightly as she explained to a forest of microphones that she and the young painter Meng Fei were merely good friends.

He Rufeng let out a slight sigh and asked somewhat helplessly, "Do you want to go and confirm it?" Although she knew the result would likely be disappointing, human nature is such that as long as a shred of hope remains, one will exhaust every effort to grasp it. She understood what that pendant meant to Su Wan, which was why she offered this suggestion.

The elders in the room chatted back and forth, their voices gradually lulling Luffy into a state of drowsiness. She really had been so exhausted lately. With a soft snuffle, Luffy actually curled up on the sofa and fell asleep, leaving Luo Xinyao and the others utterly dumbfounded.

Having rattled all that off in one breath, Feier felt a strong urge to applaud herself. She had spoken without a single pause, and her smooth, cascading delivery was quite pleasing to the ear. Swallowing hard, she ordered the servants to bring out the grand master's chair, seated herself with a flourish, and struck an implacable pose.

This Wang Jinxin was also a senior in high school. Much like Lin Tiedan, he was a figure in the underworld, yet Huang Yichen was fiercely courageous, afraid of no one. Of course, the other party was certainly not afraid of him either.

Are you kidding me? How could that possibly be? Could anyone completely reverse-engineer all the related foundational knowledge of mathematics, physics, chemistry, engineering, and materials science simply by taking apart a single automobile? Don't even dream about it.

To cope with the departure of her players, Lazio made excellent preparations. In the goalkeeping department, they purchased Marchetti, and the Argentine Carrizo also joined the club, forming a double-insurance policy in goal.

Rolling his eyes, Lin Guozi slumped in front of the computer. He was deeply engrossed in a video game at the height of an intense match when his mother had to barge in and ruin it.

"I said before, I do not want this thing. It has nothing to do with me. Since you were the one who picked it up, you might as well keep it," Yi Shuiyun said coldly.

Zheng Qingyan felt a chill in his heart. He nodded, closed his eyes, and conjured the image of Miaoyin's tender body and her autumn-water-clear, alluring eyes.

"Don't you know? Write a piece of eternal poetry, and these courtesans of the pleasure houses would practically throw themselves at you! If you possessed that kind of scholarly talent, Feng'er might even share a bed with you tonight," Li Shancheng said, wearing an expression that clearly labeled the other person as an utter amateur.

Someone immediately recognized his identity, and the oppressive aura of a Spirit King erupted the instant he spoke, as he gazed coldly at Chu Yunqi.

He had clearly investigated the matter beforehand; Morin was merely someone from a second-rate sect like the Spirit-Calling Gate who used the pretext of challenging the academy to settle a private grudge. Now, he was gripped by lingering fear, terrified that Dean Wu might hold a grudge against him.

Approaching the side of the antique shop, they discovered that these people were uniformly dressed, with the words "Ants Moving House" printed on their garments.

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After all, Chu Jie was still young. The moment he felt numerous scrutinizing gazes converge upon him, his heart wavered with a touch of insecurity.

Morin's mouth twitched. He could even guess that? Was this guy a monkey spirit in disguise? Who on earth pays attention to such minute details? Tang Mu should not have noticed.

Watching her joyful expression, the Marquis of Xing'an felt a sudden tightness in his throat. He had thought about it, yearned for it, but now that it had actually come true, he realized that no matter how wonderful his imagination had been, it fell short by a factor of ten thousand compared to Qin Wan running toward him at this very moment.

Master Recorder's face turned green. The few fiendishly difficult couplets he had painstakingly searched for had been utterly ruined by this bastard.

However, this was merely an internal affair of the human race. The moment figures from the Four Immortal Sects appeared, humanity would unite as one, casting aside all divisions to jointly confront their common enemy: the Four Immortal Sects.

Perhaps because it was late at night, or perhaps because it had just rained, most of the villagers were resting at home and had not ventured outside.

Earlier, someone had already tried, but the outcome was tragic—they plunged into the abyss, their fate unknown.

Liu Yu and Gu He only then snapped back to their senses and charged forward directly, both holding magical artifacts. The rattan in Gu Hua's hand was a relic from the ancient Guqing tribe, while Liu Yu wielded a magical sword.

He refused all social engagements and declined every meeting, ignoring even the invitations sent by Wu Zetian.

Leaving behind those words, Ruan Yongxin stormed off in a rage. The shareholders, completely oblivious to where they had misspoken, only felt a deeper resentment that Ruan Yongxin was trying to ruin them.

"Alas... Is my worldview too limited, or is this world simply too magical?" Li Tao sighed from the side.

"If you want to stop me, go beg your parents to grow a few more hands," Chen Jingyuan said as he turned his Blazing Dragon around and soared eastward.

"Can spirit paintings even change their appearance? This is truly something I have never heard of nor seen," the artist in white transmitted his voice, maintaining a calm and detached demeanor, his eyes completely devoid of emotional fluctuation.

To live as a human is to be like the waters of the Yangtze River, sweeping across the very land beneath one's feet and shattering every obstacle in one's path. Countless living beings depend on me for sustenance, and the boundless wilderness bends to my will.

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In the end, he sent a message asking Li Xiaokun to keep an eye on the situation in Europe, as many major events might be linked to him, and he hoped she could understand his current state of mind.

The spirit cat bared its teeth and hissed fiercely at Gaofei, looking thoroughly ferocious. It was evident that the spirit cat deeply disliked Gaofei, probably still holding a grudge over being tricked with grilled fish and knocked unconscious.

Fu Yufeng concluded his mission in the class, glanced at Shangguan Yue'er, and noticed that she was still staring at the displayed message with an eerie, profound calmness.

The greatest lethality of the semi-headed python lay in its venom. Once struck by it, an ordinary person would perish within moments.

After all, when all is said and done, establishing a " Heavenly Tribulation" is a beneficial endeavor for both the world and all living beings. Of course, this does not imply that the trial would be simple; one could even say it possessed an extraordinary level of terror. Otherwise, not a single living entity would have succeeded from the opening of the heavens down to the present day.

Simultaneously, Ye Chu's figure vanished from the vast earth, reappearing within the void realm he had personally carved out in the dimensions of empty space. No place was better suited for his cultivation than this, especially since it contained millions of years of accumulated chaotic primordial essence.

What Yaya did today was something the Water Spirit Clan had done many times in the past; thus, this was not a matter of right and wrong, but rather a contest of superiority in cultivation levels.

"Arrange a residence for Great Immortal Huang and treat him well," Gaofei commanded, tossing out the words before striding away.

The way the two conversed was rather peculiar. They did not sound like mortal enemies at all, but rather like old friends who had reunited after a long separation. Their casual banter carried no awkward atmosphere whatsoever.

To other cultivators, Shikigami were formidable weapons of the island nation's practitioners, leaving others helpless against them. Yet to Lin Tian, these Shikigami currently appeared as fragile as paper, unable to withstand even a single blow from him.