Chapter 200: A Night of Sleeplessness for Many

"In fact, Senior, you must have investigated. Qingxuan does not like war, nor does she wish to be an enemy of your country. On the contrary, Qingxuan enjoys making friends and, most of all, doing business to earn money."

"You have one other preference."

"Oh? And what is that?"

"You like to employ classmates from the Land Forces Academy."

"Hahaha, Senior, you’re joking."

"Sigh, it is indeed a preference. Do you know the main reason why, Senior? Qingxuan, when she was young..."

If there was nothing there, then so be it; they would simply leave, with no need to investigate the matter any further.

"This... no, she simply told me to book out the entire bar," Shangguan Qingshan said with a dejected look.

"The stars are beautiful," Mo Zhihan said, leaning on his shoulder, savoring this moment of tranquility.

Yet he knew clearly that he was merely a "consciousness"; he only possessed a physical form within the "energy," and he had no body with which he could visit her in her world.

The other party's avatar was dark. It had been unlit for so long that Lin Wanzhi felt a fleeting sense of confusion, as if it had never been lit at all.

"What are you doing?" A voice came from behind; the speaker was Qiu Ze, a Foundation Establishment cultivator who had hurried over.

Walking out of the mountain cave, she looked around and then spread her divine sense to investigate, but she never caught a glimpse of the masked youth. After a long while, she could only shake her head and depart alone.

Blood dripped from her hand onto an egg on the ground, causing it to emit a golden light. It was a summoning contract formation.

Chu Qinghe extended a hand in a gesture of etiquette. Before Shen Enran could react, he had already taken her hand. Shen Enran felt instantly awkward and hurriedly pulled away.

Five years ago, the Qingcheng Sect was destroyed. Ling Wei had spent five full years investigating, finally uncovering the true culprit: Bei Luo.

Times had changed, and it had been so long. It was truly a twist of fate that he was now entering the city by taxi, rather than relying on his own two legs or squeezing into a sweltering, overcrowded bus.

His heart was bleeding. These two masters, who should have died by his hand and brought him, Meng Hanran, endless prestige, had instead fallen one after another under Hua Xiangrong’s palms.

Come to think of it, this was indeed his first time performing on such a grand stage, whether before or after obtaining the "L."

Hearing this, Qian Qian let out a slight sigh of relief. It seemed this fellow only believed she had done this to save those innocent people and did not suspect whether she had any connection with the people at the bar.

However, when the terrifying aura transmitted from the East descended, a sudden, indomitable spirit of resistance rose in Huo Bao’s heart.

When the "corpse" villager passed by last night, he had also seen Mo Chen on the wall. Mo Chen had fallen off the wall in terror; he had naturally seen that, which was why he asked. In the broad daylight, Mo Chen looked carefully at the man's features. His face did not look like his own, but the expression in his profile bore a striking resemblance.

Arriving outside the Duke’s mansion, Qin Feng nimbly dismounted, handed the reins to a servant at the door, and strode into the estate.

In short, Yang Yi’s remark, which was provocative by nature, very successfully enraged Ling Xinghan, for it directly violated three of Ling Xinghan’s ironclad rules.

Huo Bao held the limbless Taiyi Zhenren. Suddenly, his eyes flickered with a strange brilliance—half clear, half chaotic, like the confluence of the Jing and Wei rivers, indescribably profound and mysterious.

Hearing the command of the King of Shui Dang, the elite soldiers finally regained their composure and lined up in formation.

The injury looked severe, but it was actually only superficial. Internally, there was no problem at all. Although he looked miserable, thanks to his divine-demonic body refinement, the wounds were already constantly healing.

A man in black fell from a tall tree. As soon as he rolled over, a dozen blades were pressed against his shoulders.

When the ordinary citizens saw these reports, they were immediately excited. Thinking that from now on, they only needed the lowest-level card slots to satisfy their combat needs, without having to pay the high cost of purchasing advanced ones, they were all overcome with excitement.

At six o'clock, He Jiandong called to say that a major client was coming to sign a contract, and informed him that their date that evening could not proceed as planned.

Early the next morning, Xia Mo was still lying in bed thinking about the delicious meal from his dream the night before, when suddenly a piece of yellow paper covered his face.

The two bandits rolled their horses to the sides. By the time they climbed up, Xia Mo's carriage had already charged into the morning mist.

"What about the evidence? He wouldn't have fabricated it out of thin air, would he?" I was full of doubt regarding the authenticity of this list.

Then, Hiranuma Jiro ignored the bureau chief and ordered the peak-level spirit-snatching expert beside him to call and verify the situation at that fishing village, and to investigate the place where Qi Ji claimed to have woken up.

The people of the Asura Gate did not know that Lin Shan was hiding a snow-velvet marten. If they had known, they would have been even more desperate to eliminate Lin Shan and seize the creature for themselves.

His speed and strength had clearly diminished significantly, and at this rate, he would be unable to sustain this intensity of combat for more than twenty moves. At that point, death would be his only outcome.

His gaze wandered uncomfortably. Latifa’s bedroom was still the same, filled with a cute, pink atmosphere, but a new picture frame on the nightstand caught his attention.

Hearing Xi Daomao’s description, Yu Yao sighed repeatedly, stealing glances at Wang Ningzhi with an odd look from time to time.

Unlike the other contestants who needed to transfer to a different venue, those who happened to be competing at this venue began their matches immediately.

That man was truly despicable, actually straddling her firm, rounded buttocks, rubbing against her while trying to grab her hands—several times, he had even brushed against her chest.

Because of Erina, he had to advance the plot involving Shokuhou Misaki, but he certainly could not transplant the content of New Testament Volume 11 directly.

As his voice faded, everyone on the rooftop vanished from their spots, including Fahai, who had been smashing the barrier only a second before. A few seconds later, they appeared together on the outskirts of the city. Lin Yu waved his hand, and a figure in the air plummeted rapidly toward the ground.

Gwen let out a muffled groan and hammered the wall behind her hard. The stinging pain in her fingers finally brought her to her senses. Taking advantage of this rare moment, she finally suppressed the discomfort and took her phone out of her bag.

If it were possible, Ji Kong did not doubt that they would launch some childish challenge against him, just like the spoiled brats in those online stories.

Wang Shao stared at him deeply. Wang Ningzhi had inherited the advantages of both Wang Xizhi and Chi Xuan; he was handsome and slender. Now that he had "awakened," he was also more mature. Even though Wang Shao stared at him for a long time, he could find nothing on his face. In the end, he could only give up, thinking to himself, and opened his mouth, just about to speak.