Chapter 30: Don’t Let Your Mother’s Thoughtfulness Go to Waste

Shi Tian seized the opportunity and pretended to explain anxiously, “Yesterday, Mother learned that I love sweet-and-sour spare ribs and insisted on cooking them for me herself. But she accidentally scalded her hand. It’s all my fault. If I hadn’t kept asking for them, you wouldn’t have been hurt.”

When Gao Yun heard this, her heart ached terribly. She immediately took Shi Tian’s hand. “Silly child, how could this possibly be your fault? Your mother was simply careless. Don’t take it to heart.”

Shi Yun withdrew his gaze without expression, his hand hanging at his side.

“However, it is said that there are only ninety-nine reincarnation passages, and no matter what, they can never reach one hundred. That is the will of Heaven. If you want to defeat the Grand Supreme Elder Lord, then your number of reincarnation passages must either exceed his or equal his. Only then will you have a chance to save me.” Li Xunhuan sounded somewhat weary.

After the troops had gone into hiding, the reconnaissance company of the 239th Regiment, led by Company Commander Wu Shuangxi and Deputy Company Commander Wang Guiman, set out to reconnoiter the Japanese encampment at Majiawan. They discovered that more than two thousand Japanese soldiers from an entire regiment had occupied the village, filling it from end to end. The soldiers drove all the villagers from their homes and moved in themselves.

In any case, they would not be the ones sent in as cannon fodder. There was no harm in waiting until the teams from the other clubs had faced the GG Team one after another before devising a countermeasure.

It was obvious that this Blood Spirit He intended to rely on strength comparable to that of two Divine Origin Realm experts and wear him to death.

Just imagine: if it had not been a victory banquet and she had not been there, Qingruo would certainly have accepted that wine cup. Most frightening of all, Qingruo might never have realized before her death that Liu Miaocheng was the one who had killed her.

The red shirt had a slight velvet sheen and looked quite substantial. It did not seem flimsy at all merely because it was only one garment.

Not long after Xue Chuer had taken Luoluo out, Li Heng arrived at the Princess Hanyang’s residence with the few attendants he had and asked whether Princess Taihe was present.

Ever since Emperor Gaozong’s reign, the emperor had resided in the Daming Palace. Though Penglai Hall was not the foremost palace of the inner court, it was one of the Daming Palace’s most important halls, located very close to the Zichen Hall, where the emperor handled his daily affairs and lived. It was currently occupied by Consort Wei Xian.

“Someone else paid the bill for me, so I saved quite a bit of money. They even gave me a card.” After speaking, Long Bing waved the Ultimate VIP Gold Card in his hand.

By this point, although some people still occasionally glanced toward the place where the clan head, Tian Xiong, was in seclusion, most of them had already given up hope.

“What did you say? Cousin went to that brothel again?” The smile on Su Mengyao’s face suddenly froze. She stared at Meixiang in astonishment.

Hou Junji and the others looked at Wang Ping’an in great confusion. Could that really be possible? What made him so certain?

Those words immediately reminded Xu Chen. He hurriedly circulated his true qi into his palm. Then, with a movement of his right hand, an ice hammer shimmering with blue light flew out with a howl and smashed into the other, uninjured eye of the Kui demon.

The light had vanished from Li Chao’s pupils, leaving them dull and lifeless. Baleful energy covered his entire body—or rather, the space around him was filled with the baleful energy radiating from within him. A dangerous aura struck straight at the heart of the American man.

“What do you mean, ‘Have I seen you somewhere before’?” The people, having returned to reality, looked at the young Lu Yun in confusion.

“This is a demonic art. Every race has its own characteristics, which give rise to demonic arts unique to that race. Each of you should comprehend it for yourselves. Males and females ought to differ in some respects, and by refining your understanding together, you may gain unexpected benefits.” Lu Yun sat to one side and patiently explained.

At noon on October 12, 1993, the three vessels Qinghai Lake, Xuelong, and Chaoyang sailed into the port of Fremantle. Overseas Chinese merchants living in Perth, having heard the news, hurried to the harbor to welcome the fleet from their homeland.

Bai He waved a fist. His dark face broke into a smile, and he sheepishly scratched his head, revealing two rows of bright white teeth.

“It has not even been a full day, yet my literacy has already surpassed that of Sister Qian’er. I wonder what she will think when she finds out.” Liu Jiangtao mused inwardly.