Lost-4

The person who could truly get under Jiang Chiheng’s skin was not Lu Chen, so whether Lu Chen was present or not was of little consequence to him.

At the same time, the true dragon pearl was successfully placed into the mouth of the brass dragon sculpture.

Last year’s graduation ceremony had been much the same; after Chen Zheng finished his speech, there were still many things to take care of, so Zhang Ting hadn’t thought much of it.

“A pot that catches fire?” Dantai Ruyue stretched her imagination but still couldn’t picture it.

“What’s wrong?” Jiang Chiheng noticed her lack of enthusiasm and couldn’t shake the feeling that something was weighing on her mind.

Night had deepened, and a cool breeze rustled in through the window lattice. As Luo Zhaoyang finished speaking, a chill swept over her, making her shiver instinctively.

Xiao Yunnan collected every usable part from the body of the entire flood dragon.

Just as the door softly closed behind her, she caught sight of Wei Yi standing silently at her back as if he’d been waiting for some time.

A frantic peal of bells resounded through the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, and plumes of purple signal smoke rose into the sky. Not just the sect itself, but as the news spread, the whole Heaven Dou Empire was soon ablaze with alarms.

Wind Douluo turned and swallowed an antidote provided by a food-type soul master. He then unleashed his soul skill, summoning a powerful gale to disperse the poisonous mist, and soared through the air towards Divine Gu Peak.

Though Yu Hao wielded his blade with practiced ease, that was in the past; now, confronted with the likes of Jiang Kairan, he could only feel a profound sense of helplessness.

“I suppose Mars was one of the planets the Four Saints originally intended to develop, kept as a backup option—so that’s why it contains small amounts of oxygen and water,” Xiao Fei explained.

Suddenly, the rough lines on the sheet of paper began to move. A divine light flashed, and the crude drawing transformed into a real rabbit, which leapt energetically from the page.

“Li Ling’s troops have advanced from Juyan to attack the Xiongnu. You may lead your own men to support Cavalry Commandant Li Ling’s forces. The two of you will form a pincer, relying on each other to advance or retreat, ensuring the Chanyu finds no opportunity to exploit,” the Emperor commanded.

After school that afternoon, Xiao Fei did not seek out Aishwarya. He knew full well she would come looking for him again.

No matter how many residential buildings and office towers were built in Gaoling County, never once had Gu Lin attended a groundbreaking ceremony.

Li Zaishan and the others were stunned when the middle-aged man entered—they were so shocked their jaws could have fit an egg. They’d considered every possibility but never imagined it would be this person.

“Of course! Come, drink this cup. Tonight’s feast is sure to leave everyone satisfied—no one goes home until they’re drunk!” With a hearty laugh, Zunxia Lehung clapped his hands. Moments later, several huge catering trucks, refitted from heavy-duty vehicles, slowly rolled up outside the main hall.

And, indirectly, it was a slap in the face to Bill and Buffett—who happened to be the world’s richest and second-richest men.

The Xuan Hall governed all sects skilled in array engraving and divination, overseeing the exchange of information.

Seeing the lights in the stone house go out, the shadowy man crouched down again, took two test-tube-like vials from his coat, filled them with soil and water, and quietly returned to the dormitory.

As Lin Yumeng had anticipated, the snow lion was pure white without a single streak of any other color. More importantly, it stood nine meters tall and six meters long—several times larger than Lin Yumeng herself. Its sheer size alone could crush her. At the sight of it, Lin Yumeng knew this was no beast to provoke—she had no choice but to run for her life.

“I…” Li Tianqi glanced down to see that the oil-paper umbrella on the ground had somehow restored itself to perfect condition. He was a little surprised.

Zhang Donghai had always disliked so-called Tang suits, believing them to be Tartar clothing.

Hearing this, Ye Lusheng looked only at Cao Liangsè. Cao Liangsè happened to look back, her face flushing as she quickly averted her eyes, unwilling for Shen Yun, standing nearby, to notice. It left Shen Yun feeling rather aggrieved.

Brahma nodded, about to cast a spell, when he suddenly realized Li Tianqi and Mu Yanyuan had already been led aside by a man with thick brows and big eyes.

In the vast world of the primordial era, with its endless seas, ten desolate voids, and even the legendary Nine Nether Underworld, how could humanity be the only race to exist? It was only that Yanzhou was a special place, inhospitable to other races. And because of the Qionghua Sect’s ancient presence, Yanzhou remained dominated by humans.

A high-level Yellow Rank Daoist technique, yet it had already reached the state of perfection—its power rivaled that of peak Yellow Rank arts.

Chiyou knew all too well the Jade-Faced Fox’s cunning and resourcefulness. In countless past matters, it was she who devised the plans, and her predictions were nearly always borne out. Thus, Chiyou felt fortunate to have such a demon strategist and often boasted of her “divine ingenuity” before the other monsters.

Two others were present—one dressed in red. Though she wore heavy makeup, it couldn’t mask her astonishing beauty.

I knew he’d say that. As for Huang Weimin, there was no need to guess; I was almost certain he’d advise me not to meddle. Yet he did not reply for a long while. When he finally sent a voice message and I played it, to my surprise, he actually supported me in intervening.

So, she obediently rose to help him add greens to the pot. Smelling the aroma, she couldn’t help but swallow.

At that moment, the only thing the two desperate people wanted was to escape this courtyard. But misfortune never comes alone—on the opposite side, the courtyard wall suddenly gave way, leaving a gaping hole.

Bing Liuli awoke, but Lishang had no intention of letting things end here. Now that things had come to this, there was no going back.

When Ye Xingzhou was praised by others, his face immediately shone with pride. He quickly lifted his shirt, showing off his muscular body for everyone to admire.

As the host spoke, staff had already brought up five long, soft tables—the kind we’d seen in the bathhouse, used for scrubbing.