Chapter 59: Farewell at the North Station

The next day, Jiang Yuan drove Cheng Yubai to the Huangshan North Railway Station. His suitcase was packed to the brim with various local specialties: cured meat, Yucun twisted crullers, peach-shaped pastry, sweet potato noodles, winter bamboo shoots... If there had been any space left in the suitcase, Jiang Yuan would have loved to pack up everything at home and stuff it inside, complaining regretfully, "It's a pity your colleagues drove back a day early. Otherwise, if you had driven back with them, you could have fit even more things in the car." Cheng Yubai's colleagues had already driven away two days prior...

The shockwave of the explosion swept away all the gravel on the coast, instantly blasting outward in all directions and carving a hemispherical depression into the beach.

Sensible my foot! I've never been seduced by anyone, nor did I ever abandon Mengmeng. I've always cherished her dearly. It was only later, when I stayed at school for high school and wasn't home for college, that we spent less time together. By the time I truly realized that Xu Mengmeng loathed me, I was already nineteen, for goodness' sake.

Guo Yi smiled happily and continued to ask, her sympathy overflowing for a girl who had also started working at such a young age.

Li Feng thought to himself, you'll all find out what the seasoning treasure chest is in a moment. To choose the seasonings, Li Feng had specifically redeemed a treasure-hunting card. This type of directional treasure-hunting card was two Galaxy Stars more expensive than an ordinary one-time treasure-hunting card.

As the spiritual fruits within the spatial domain were refined, once the true essence exceeded the meridians' capacity, the surging true essence would instead trigger severe pain.

The cameraman, lighting technician, and others chuckled as they stood up and walked to the entrance of the village, where the dragon head banquet had been set up. Goodness gracious, dozens of long tables were lined up, and quite a few tourists had already taken their seats, though the banquet had not yet begun.

This fellow student already looked rather endearing and adorable while drinking, her face flushed red, with only her eyes still wide and round, though a few bloodshot veins had already appeared within them.

I looked it up online, and in ACG culture, this is called a "brother complex"—the fixation of being fond of one's older brother, whether it's a biological brother, a sworn brother, or a stepbrother.

Lin Jiajia's cell phone was inside, so she should be around too, right? Her phone was bought with more than half a month's salary; she wouldn't just throw it away casually.

"Tsk tsk~ Then I must congratulate Brother Zhang on completing his mission ahead of schedule," Li Shuang complimented with a sour, insinuating tone.

"Yet Mother is not even old, and already her hair has turned white. It must be because of Yiyi making her angry," Liu Yiyi said with a spoiled, coquettish pout.

Wanshou's thoughts spun rapidly; if he wanted to understand all of this, he had to catch that deer.

The old man pondered for a moment, then flew into mid-air and pressed both hands downward. Instantly, the flames beneath his palms descended continuously like a torrential rain. The old man seemed intent on toying with Zhou Yeming, and after casting this spell, he made no further moves.

"Burned to such a state, how do you expect me to wash it?" Ling Qingwan's tone was severe, carrying a heavy sense of reprimand.

Though they had guessed correctly, the arrival of the Black Iron Beasts would undoubtedly bring a catastrophic disaster to this world.

Lifting his right hand, Zhou Yeming prepared to sever this taut tentacle. At that moment, monstrous ghostly Qi suddenly billowed out from the formation not far away. Even across a distance, he could still feel his soul trembling, feeling utterly terrified in his heart.

Moreover, the Tiger King's army was equipped with black obsidian stone, which could block their radar detection and caught them completely off guard.

If it were in the past, he would certainly have thought Huzi was foolish. Now, Wei Xun saw a reflection of himself in Huzi.

"Smoke rising from cooking fires in the countryside is completely normal. What's so suspicious about it?" Liu Yiyi asked.

"I'll listen to whatever you say, Brother Jianhong," Liu Yiyi said tenderly. As long as she could be with Huang Jianhong, she was afraid of nothing; even if it meant death, she would feel no trace of terror.

Shen Mu thought to himself: Oh my goodness, this Duan Chao is usually so careless and carefree. How is it that upon hearing there is only this little silver left, he has turned into such a stingy miser instead?

A hint of profound depth clearly surfaced in Qin Nuo's expression as he paced forward in this direction. Others might not be clear about recent events, but he knew them quite well.