Chapter 96

In Xing’s memory, she didn’t know many people—only Yang and the doctor. As for Feifei, she only learned about her later; when Feifei first gave her an apple, Xing didn’t even know her name.

“So we’d better escape there to avoid the organizers’ pursuit?” Chen An quickly interrupted him.

They each looked at the photos, each one stunningly beautiful. Shang Yuchen initially intended to select a few classics, but now, gazing at the breathtaking Shen Linxi in the pictures, he found himself unable to part with any of them.

“Although I fear Lord Beirut, as long as I don’t attack you, I think I’ll be quite safe!” Sturidge’s smile was like a monster opening its huge mouth, ready to devour the obsidian.

“Unexpectedly, Niece still ran into Beibei! Could fate really be so miraculous?” Hadley began recalling the various events he’d encountered since crossing over, comparing them one by one to the original story.

Su Fang still didn’t respond, continuing her previous actions, and soon grew restless—not satisfied with just her mouth, her hands began to move as well.

“Xia Qin, tell me, what exactly is wrong with me?” Chen An gently stroked Xia Qin’s head, his eyes fixed on the pristine white ceiling above as he murmured.

Helena lingered on the city wall for a long time. In the vast royal capital, she had lost her foothold; the temporary council composed of nobles rejected her, the noble-controlled army forbade her entry into the barracks. Now, she was like a mascot, appearing in public only when needed.

Qiu Ling came from a shadow organization. Were it not for meeting Ye Tao this time, the mission to kidnap Yan Shuimo might have been flawlessly accomplished.

Yang Yuhan waited until everyone was sound asleep before rising, opening the prison cell door, swapping clothes with the guard, and then swaggering out boldly.

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“How is that possible?” She tried again, but the result was the same. Slowly realizing the truth, she stood up in shock, her eyes filled with profound astonishment.

Wei Li met him on the city wall. After more than half a year, they smiled faintly at each other.

Beckett, convinced that retrieving the Reality Gem would finally stop his father’s anger, kept repeating the question he had asked twenty days ago.

“Ayu, there’s nothing urgent here for now. Go back and change your clothes before coming again,” Zhou Jin said, eyeing her damp skirt and shoes.

They even arranged for each of those male teachers to have two stunning beauties dressed in cheongsams, two of whom were students from Jiangdu University. This delighted the teachers immensely, who all toasted Cui Liu profusely, flattering him endlessly, making him feel immensely honored.

Wei Yu spoke harshly, and Wei Li expected some action from him. Yet, outside the city, the army of King Qi remained stationed as usual, unmoving.

After running three laps—three thousand meters—Cui Yong was already gasping for breath, parched, and his legs felt as heavy as lead.

When they went to get their meal, the host announced the next performance was a magic show, not performed by the presenter, sparking curiosity among the crowd.

She knew that Shui Yiyi had long coveted their master just like herself. Now, seeing the man she had pursued all her life marry someone else, the bitterness was unbearable to endure alone.

“Master, what are you thinking about?” Leng Xing observed the professor explaining the knowledge of levitation stones, noticing that his master beside him had drifted into a daze.

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In the Martial God Realm, he hurried away without dealing with Chen Mengyao. Unexpectedly, this gave her another chance to turn the tables. Now, should he take this opportunity to kill her, avenging those brothers and sisters who died in the outer seas?

Roshar stared at the bald priest. This man’s origins were unclear, riddled with suspicion. However, judging by his behavior, he wasn’t a desperate fugitive and at least did not resist capture violently.

Bai Yujing cultivated the path of slaughter. Whether it was the Life-Killing Sword Technique, the Necromancer’s Sword Intent, or the methods of the Butcher Professor, all required understanding and verification through battle and killing. Without combat, how could there be true advancement?

Roshar shook his hand, then they both got into the Chevrolet SUV Roshar was driving.

Lin Qing suited her tastes perfectly. Although he appeared somewhat cold and spoke little, his expression was icy and impassive, yet he gave off a comfortable feeling—much more so than Feng Can, who constantly smiled brightly at everyone.

Xingyue had never seen Fenghua so serious before, radiating an unparalleled solemnity.

At that moment, Terence glanced at Danbo and the other, his eyes shifting as if deep in thought. Then he turned to Gray and said, “Gray, aren’t you afraid that if the two of us end up severely wounded, this Chinese man will reap the benefits?”

Qing lightly chanted a Buddhist mantra, and the disciple also moved, descending from the void toward a palm, striking Bai Yujing.