29 Twenty-nine

Zhao Hui’s hands were raw, and her stomach began to ache. She was startled to see dark red blood seeping through the leg of her pants. She thought, “Why am I bleeding? Could I be having a miscarriage?”

“Yang Jinfan, hand over the design draft. There will still be sentencing,” Aosue’s voice was like a switch being flipped.

We all rushed to the window and, following Sister Rou’er’s pointing finger, we saw the refugee. Her clothes were dirty and torn, and she staggered as she walked, looking as if she hadn’t eaten for a long time and was severely exhausted.

I explained the exact location of my apartment to the driver, then leaned against the car window, silence stretching all the way.

Zhuo Weiming gave up his seat to Yan Le, who sat down and began working, initially a bit clumsy. After printing a few copies, he gradually became more skilled. He printed thirty copies and, together with Zhuo Weiming, sorted and bound thirty-one copies in total.

“You wanted me to help you deal with Shuo, didn’t you? Isn’t that what this is about? Or do you want to…” He squinted his eyes with a dangerous glint, a mischievous smirk curling his lips.

Today I realized how wonderful it is to know a language others cannot understand. Although they all looked at me strangely, I was completely unaffected.

“So that means... they could never...” I gasped for breath in sudden understanding, clutching the bed sheets tightly.

He held me tightly. The steady rhythm of his breathing stirred a complicated response in me. I didn’t dare to guess his expression at this moment, only slowly reaching out to grasp the hem of his shirt.

Zhang Bufan had inquired about the location of the mystery boxes. From those people, he learned that some floated on the sea surface, while others drifted on the ocean floor.

Long Wei’s coverage caused no effect at all on the big trees, shrubs, vines, and even weeds.

Locations like the heart, ribs, and lower back are not considered weak points for these internal martial arts masters.

The bird seemed to have wandered in by accident, terrified, circling the ceiling once before stumbling out the window, letting out a series of clear, melodious calls.

Such a minor incident surely wouldn’t warrant adjusting the surveillance footage, but Luo Qingqiao threatened to report unfair treatment. The security contacted higher-ups, and the footage was indeed retrieved.

Under the new immense psychological pressure, Lü Na’s persistent harassment seemed less distressing and frightening to him.

On the surface, he showed no abnormality. Only Amuro To knew that his heart raced in an instant, pumping blood intensely to his limbs. He could feel that fierce surge of heat.

Of course, no one cared about this point; zooming in on the picture infinitely wasn’t to examine the squid monster’s wound.

The best outcome of this matter was that Lu Yu suffered little loss and, by various means, successfully persuaded Prefect Chu Gong to drop the pursuit.

Yan Heqiu pursed his lips, suppressing a smile. Instead of driving away as she requested, he got out and opened the passenger door, inviting her to step out.

Niutou chuckled foolishly: “Actually, I haven’t been there for a long time; don’t know if any newcomers have appeared. Just be honest—what exactly are you planning to do?”

But what do these three sentences really mean? Not even the emperors of the five great empires understand. Yet one thing is certain: these three sentences are the first prophetic words about this world, painstakingly obtained by generations of Xuanjizi.

“Haha, well, who doesn’t know who his father is…” Suddenly realizing something was amiss, he quickly added, “This is our child, of course extraordinary, but... sigh!” Thinking of the sorrow and confusion, his tone became somewhat unwilling and helpless.

In such a tranquil place dominated by green hues, if suddenly an ancient, withered giant tree appeared, wouldn’t you be curious to approach and explore its ancient secrets?

“Uncle Zack, you saw it too. Our tribe is now a mere shadow. From now on, the Ironwood Tribe will cease to exist!” Mu Yu’s voice grew heavy, and others silently lowered their heads.

Ding Jingjing looked up with wide eyes, confused, while her eldest aunt smiled, holding her as they went upstairs.

Of course, the architecture in this city leans more toward European styles. Everywhere you see Orthodox churches and vehicles running through this advanced industrial city.

Since the start of the Grand Tournament nearly a month ago, the arena had never been as quiet as it was now.

Li Long glanced around as he spoke, seemingly observing Gu Changqing’s expression, but Gu Changqing masked his feelings well, making his words appear sincerely heartfelt.

The curious Abao, perched on his shoulder, looked at the disheveled man, waving his hand and babbling excitedly.

Just as Jifeng Chen stepped aside, the man rushed over swiftly, wielding a sword—a sword formed from his own hand.

Luo Zhang was set down by him. Chaoyang scolded angrily but was helpless against this impatient man.

Although these people hid behind shields, arrows would suddenly appear from unknown places around them. Before they could reach their targets, the attackers vanished, only to reappear elsewhere with strange assaults.

Through the back-and-forth dialogue between the two, everyone finally understood who Chen Er was.

Li Sanshao slowly moved in front of Mi Xue, positioning himself between her and Qin Tian.

Watching Zhao Tianlong’s departing figure, Gu Changqing punched the wall of the Taoist temple in frustration.

In everyone’s eyes flickered fear, regret, and a complex mix of emotions as they looked toward the two leaders.

Qin Tian was momentarily moved. The spirit of the Snake Ancestor should count as one too. He wanted to protect it.

Having said that, Yun Zhonghu stepped onto the vehicle, and seeing this, Xi Tianlin and others also boarded. The five of them then drove toward the airport.