Chapter 39

As Brant had predicted from the start, the Americans' love for muscle cars did not wane with the onset of the oil crisis.

Xue Meng strapped on a large backpack, waved goodbye to his parents, and followed Xue Dingyuan as they hurried toward DZ City. This was his first time leaving the village since the world had undergone its great transformation.

Of course, Qi Dai had no idea that her remark would allow a new rumor to slowly ferment and spread.

Sun Huiyu, the younger sister of Sun Huizhen, had eloped with a man years ago. Over twenty years had passed, and she had never seen her again; she didn't even know what the man she had run off with looked like.

Regarding the spider brood nest, he and Yuan Ziyi had imagined many possible scenarios. For instance, being swarmed by various spiders the moment they entered, or coming face-to-face with the Spider Matriarch.

Over ten minutes had passed since he got out of the car. Given the delivery speed of the "One-Tenth Price" store, it should have arrived a long time ago.

"She wouldn't be able to set foot in any prominent household in Yecheng. What use is it to be pretty? She’s still just a whore." Zhou Meijuan hated her to the core and wished she could grind her bones to dust.

He meant that if she had agreed to donate her kidney to Sun Huizhen back then, her mother wouldn't have been distracted, and she wouldn't have been hit by that car, right?

Over the years, he had heard about the life she led in the Lin family; she had never been treated kindly. He often thought that if his father hadn't passed away suddenly back then, and if he had brought her to the Gu family, she might not have lived such a miserable life.

Jiang Jingshi walked past Jiang Xue unhurriedly and moved to the sofa on the other side, watching her drink her coffee.

First, she wanted to fulfill a promise she made to her good friend Li Sisi back in their college days: if either of them ever became wealthy, the other would accompany her to the largest shopping mall in J City for an unlimited shopping spree.

The security guard looked at Meng Xiwei, noticing that her features seemed somewhat similar to the couple from earlier. After a moment of hesitation, he let her in.

In her capacity as the chairperson, and considering it was her own request to begin with, his actions were, all things considered, not problematic.

The Five-Colored Drink was a floral and fruit tea made with various spices, fragrant flowers, and fruits. It was so diverse that it dazzled Zhu Gaoxu, a man from a later era.

He pursed his lips, watching Lin Ran's departing figure in silence, but lowered his head the moment Xie Yecheng's cold, fierce gaze swept over him.

Lu Heyan was very fond of a rabbit carving made by Meng Xiang, so Meng Xiwei simply pressed it into his hand as a gift.

The shopkeeper was much more perceptive than the waiter. Although Ruan Feiran was alone, he wore fine robes of a texture and pattern that ordinary people could not afford, and even the average wealthy family might not possess such magnificent attire.

Seeing the look in her eyes, Lin Zhengren knew exactly what she was thinking, so he reached out to stroke her hair. Only then did He Qing smile, looking satisfied and blissful.

Except for giving instructions at critical moments, Zhu Gaoxu left everything else to Old Zhu; after all, for a workaholic like him, having nothing to do was the greatest torture.

As soon as these words fell, everyone's expressions changed. They looked at Jia Zhangshi, then at the First Elder Yi Zhonghai, all feeling a sense of dread.

The man in purple shared his speculation, leaving Huo Xingjiaoshu and the others stunned. The Dragon God’s bloodline?

After a long while, the sea of molten fire vanished. On the mountaintop, there remained only two piles of ash, two storage bags, and a sinister, pitch-black short blade—likely Wang Er's life-bound magic treasure.

After all, Xin Guang was a man, taller and stronger, so it was truly difficult for Qian Yadong to force the wine on him.

As for Rete, he wasn't familiar with Count Nilo to begin with; after all, today was their first meeting.

Seeing Wang Yao thwarted, the nearby puppets swarmed forward, each unleashing their own techniques. Wang Yao struggled to defend himself, finding himself in a sorry state.

Hearing the man's exclamation, many fishermen who had been working all day and were chatting and bragging on the pier gathered around.

Coupled with the successful results of long-term research, everyone finally recognized this Sanctuary Alchemist who had led them to victory, and they all beamed with joy, cheering and celebrating.

What Wang Yao said was true. Unlike typical sect entries, the one Wang Yao had previously participated in was only for the outer sect. If Wang Yao passed, he would have to start as an outer sect chore worker, and perhaps after ten or twenty years, he might win a chance to enter the inner sect.

They were all people who had received the news in advance, coming to the exchange meeting specifically for this treasure, and they were greatly energized.

As Zhong Li Shuo thought this, the anger in his eyes deepened, and he exerted force in his palms, clenching them into tight fists.

The whistling sounds pricked up Shen Yaxi's ears. There was movement. Shen Yaxi then realized she had no weapon in hand; her long whip had been lost while dealing with the Beauty Vine. How detestable.

"God, it seems something unknown has attacked the village! I must go and see." Sarutobi Hiruzen clearly wanted to go out immediately to investigate, but he was in a difficult position with the God of Destruction here. On the other hand, he was worried about Naruto.

"Whether my tone is good or not is none of your business. Just crush your mid-lane; I'll hold my own in the bottom lane." The Second Ancestor sparred with Leng Feng, not caring at all about Leng Feng's status as the team captain.

Perhaps Xinxin had truly seeped into the marrow of Wang Xiu's bones; how else could one explain Wang Xiu's behavior at this moment?

Apart from the few bamboo stalks outside the door that still held a trace of her scent, the place had almost become a ruin.

After the car came to a stop, Wang Xiu tossed 50 yuan to the driver, didn't wait for change, and rushed out.

Because traversing dimensions was not as simple as one might imagine. While it had no effect on Bardock—given that his power was no longer so simple—it was different for others.

Before the First Prince's subordinates could receive the order, Jin Se had already vaulted down from the building, leaped onto her horse, and headed straight for the bamboo forest outside the city.

Walking under the shade of the trees and looking out, the vast parade ground was a sea of olive green. At that moment, Ye Ying's heart raced; after all, this was the color she was most familiar with and cherished the most.