Chapter 46: You Are Pregnant, and It's an Ectopic Pregnancy

When Cheng Mian and Yin Wei walked out of the cinema, it was twenty past eleven, and they drove immediately toward Ming'an Temple.

I gave a start, suddenly remembering that the curse of my twenty-fifth birthday was not completely over yet, since it was not yet midnight.

I had no idea how many mosquito bites were on my face. Not a single medicinal herb was found; instead, I found a few flat stones for my younger siblings to rest on.

Liu Sixian's spells were like brilliant and colorful fireworks, continuously attacking the ferocious beast, while she shouted to Zhao Mucheng, "Senior Brother Zhao, I've come to help you!" As the words fell, Liu Sixian flew forward to stand shoulder to shoulder with Zhao Mucheng, their spiritual energy vortices surging frantically toward the fierce beast. That majestic power seemed as though it would swallow everything around it.

Upon entering the court, Yin Wei did not play tennis herself, but sat at the sidelines watching Cheng Mian and Zhou Jiafeng rally.

Just as Xu Chen was preparing to strike while the iron was hot and wipe out the remaining six fiendish monsters, his heart suddenly skipped a beat, and a strong sense of crisis washed over him.

This spiritual treasure gourd leaf is extremely bizarre. Since Xie Yiwu knows the information within it, he must have used it before.

The offering suddenly changed tactics, shifting from an aggressive onslaught to intricate and delicate swordsmanship, with every single stroke targeting Han Feng's weaknesses. Although Han Feng tried his absolute best to defend and counterattack, he was gradually forced into a desperate corner.

Therefore, Xiao Ting did not linger here. She curtsied gracefully to Nangong Ye and left with the others.

Cheng Mian was thoughtful and thorough, having visited him at the hospital a few times previously, so Yin Mingzhi held a rather favorable impression of him.

The highest realm of lying is mixing seven parts truth with three parts falsehood. Lin Nan understated the number of people in Fujiwara's team while keeping the fact of their powerful firearms intact.

"It's nothing..." Bai Chu shook his head and quickly deactivated his X-ray vision. He always forgot to turn it off when using it in the real world—not only had he seen right through his younger sister last time, but this time he had seen right through Shen Aoxue as well.

Yin Liuli sensed the abnormal flow of the air and instinctively sidestepped, dodging Qi Youlan's slap.

Lin Yu felt a massive tremor throughout his entire body, feeling as though his frame was about to be crushed under the pressure. The first layer of the web above his head was shattered instantly, and the sword shadow continued downward with undiminished force. With another booming sound, the power of the sword shadow was finally dispersed to a large extent.

Jindai Hiroshi licked his lips, his throat feeling somewhat dry. Yet, mindful of the fact that a guest was still present, he obediently locked the door and left the confinement room.

Yin Liuli still gripped the blade tightly, staring in a daze at the fragments of flesh on the edge and the blood covering her hands.

The guests in the lobby were all drawn by the commotion. Upon seeing that the troublemaker was Fang Dachai, the restaurant manager's expression turned anxious as he hurried over, but the moment he recognized him, he felt intimidated.

"This was also something I hadn't anticipated, but since I've come across it, I should naturally make good use of it. I brought back some body-tempering fluid; find some time to try it out yourselves." I handed the bottle containing the geocore body-tempering fluid to Lie Huo.

Originally, everyone was stationed nearly a hundred meters away from the high platform, which in all past battles had been a perfectly safe distance. Yet today, the battle between Fiore and Lin Nan clearly exceeded that scope.

"If I hadn't come, how much longer would An Ran have kept things from me?" Bai Lanzhi said with the corners of his lips curled upward, his bright and penetrating gaze locked firmly onto An Ran's face.

This kind of ranking list truly belonged only to top experts. As for regular participating students, winning was out of the question—just managing to stay alive was a blessing, so who would have the mental capacity to race?

At this moment, these gentry finally realized that they were still different from the aristocratic families of the Han and Tang dynasties. They had no armies and no private retainers; they only had tenant farmers and house-slaves, and they had no way to incite tenant farmers and house-slaves to directly rebel and tell them that the imperial court's actions were wrong.

Now, faced with this life-or-death battle, Lin Jiang finally could endure no longer and chose to break through.

What kind of person was Dou Ya'er truly? Time reveals a person's heart, and one day, Zhou Mengyuan would come to understand.

Sometimes, even her husband would sigh when mentioning Lu Dongshen: a wise intellect exceptionally well-suited for business.

An Ran knew that Nan Lingye had always harbored hostility toward Xiao Ji. Putting everything else aside, the mere fact that Xiao Ji had once been betrothed to her was enough to leave him deeply displeased.

"An Ran, since the antidote has been found, does that mean the person who poisoned him has also been identified?" An Jin asked in a deep voice.

Although he remained within the courtyard, he was more or less aware of the goings-on outside. He had long known about Chu Jing's dual identity, simply choosing never to speak of it outwardly since such matters had no major impact on him anyway. Thus, he had never made a fuss.

Yet Wang Hao also understood that this Tan Jiale possessed an extraordinarily unusual status and background, and if he wished to win her affection, mutual attraction alone was not nearly enough.

smacking his lips, He Qingfan picked up a greasy chicken leg with his right hand and held a wine bottle with his left, guzzling wildly into a mouth smeared with grease. His table manners were as slovenly as they could be, and his demeanor as cowering as possible; yet eating this way allowed He Qingfan to experience something distinct from his own preconceptions.

Zhuo Junlin watched her silently. Though he said no more, the heartache in his gaze did not diminish by even a fraction. If she had truly let it go, where did the sorrow and loneliness lingering around her originate? Seeing that she was unwilling to say more, he stopped asking and turned his gaze along with hers toward the battlefield.

Ahead lay the boundless ocean. The leaders disembarked first and gathered by the shoreline, while attendants like Wu迪 could only keep watch from afar in the rear.

Long Yan could not help frowning. Ordinarily, if the other party truly had some extremely urgent and critical matter, she would not mind transferring an internal call; but since she was Feng Chi's cousin, she ought to have Feng Chi's private mobile number. Why on earth would she call her instead?