Chapter 67 Frightening Oneself
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"Reporting to Madam, the courtyard has been cleared. What are your instructions..." Mangzi was best suited for such rough and aggressive tasks of raiding and clearing places. Within a short while, he and three or four guards had finished the job.
"Open a shop?" She was, after all, a soldier; wouldn't it be inappropriate to do this so blatantly? Her eldest brother certainly knew about this.
"It doesn't matter, we can play for a while before doing business!" Ma Lamei was not discouraged at all and continued to persuade her.
That male lead was simply an obsessive madman. Only after confirming that the cherished dream he had held onto for decades was completely shattered did he embark on a second, fiercely obsessive romance. When his obsession was disproportionate to his hopes, he truly became a lunatic.
"I am someone who responds better to soft approaches than hard ones. Today, this master is going to wait and see just how breathtaking it is." As he spoke, the young man's foot shifted noticeably, and a miserable scream was wrung from the person on the ground.
If Huang Xing regretted marrying Madam He, Madam He regretted it even more deeply! The couple had lost all affection for one another; though there were no bitter arguments on their lips, they had long since become strangers in their hearts.
The man gave a bitter smile, lacking even the strength to open his mouth. The pain of having the meridians throughout his entire body almost torn apart was truly far more agonizing than previous battles with opponents or escaping from the jaws of a tiger. He pressed his lips tightly together, terrified that if he opened his mouth, a wretched cry would escape.
It was not that he had failed to notice. At the time, things had been far too abnormal; he knew there was something fishy going on, but Ah Yan now carried his Mo family's heir, and he did not want to blow the matter out of proportion.
Then, regardless of Qin Shuang's expression, he abruptly cupped Qin Shuang's cheeks and kissed her fiercely.
Speaking of which, this client, "Ji Rongyu," was also a tragedy, somewhat similar to Sister Lin Daiyu from the classic literary masterpiece Dream of the Red Chamber, but she had embarked on an entirely different, wretched fate of being exploited.
Following that, the prey they had just captured was snatched away, but fortunately, the male lion simply filled its belly and trotted away unconcernedly.
Her mother-in-law stood to the side, her face turning purplish-black with fury, yet she found herself completely speechless. She had no choice but to endure her former rival flaunting herself before her and mocking her relentlessly, lacking both the opportunity and the strength to retort.
Song Qing overheard this remark while standing nearby, but remained silent. Yin Jun, however, furrowed his brow immediately upon hearing it.
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The man lowered his gaze slightly, looking toward the person who had spoken. His brow furrowed faintly in the shadows, as though he had no intention of paying any heed to Zhongli You.
On the wedding day, the sunless Demon Realm was brightly lit with festive decorations, adorned everywhere with red lanterns. The ground was covered with crimson carpets, and countless rare treasures were brought forth as offerings.
Seeing them look so confident, Zhongli You shook her head almost imperceptibly, dodged lightly to the side, and then—with a kick to the left and a kick to the right—casually sent them flying one after another.
What the Hundred Flowers Pavilion needed most was precisely this kind of snack suitable for leisure, which was both convenient and helped to pass the time. Chu Xiening found herself somewhat tempted.
With a click, the door lock sprang open in response. The secret guard was about to push the door and enter when he suddenly heard a burst of footsteps coming from outside the apothecary.
Yuxu found the Sword of the Brave, successfully pulled the Sword of the Brave from its resting place, and incidentally completed the trials of the brave.
Put simply, it meant the students participated in various competitions—badminton, tennis, volleyball, basketball, table tennis, and so on.
No one expected that Gu Jinxi would suddenly make an oath, and such a vicious one at that.
Gu Jinxi abruptly opened her eyes. The soft sensation and the sound of moisture made her face instantly flush crimson.
She had seen the Red-Feather Lotus in her grandfather's book of medicinal records, but the Flying Dragon Leaf was something she did not recognize at all.
"Is that so? The Soul Society actually harbors such a bizarre Zanpakuto. It seems that once this matter is over, I must report it to His Majesty," Haschwalth replied.
At that precise moment, another bottle of water was poured over her, and simultaneously, an iron can struck her head, blowing a mouthful of car exhaust fumes directly into her face.
As if they had planned it beforehand, once the participating members of the various aristocratic clans were teleported into the forest, their very first priority was to hunt down members of the Jing family and eliminate them upon sight.
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A pair of hands gave her a fierce shove, and caught off guard, she was knocked to the ground as wave after wave of blows rained down upon her head and face.
Wuyue raised an eyebrow, understanding what the other person cared about. After a moment of thought, he still chose to speak the truth.
Only Madam Ding, the twins, and a few close personal servants remained in the room. Madam Ding, who should have been the one stepping forward to take charge of the situation, was still sprawled on the floor, while Jili struggled in his wet nurse's arms, crying out for "Mother."
The municipal United Front work conference was held several times a year, but this particular meeting felt quite extraordinary due to the arrival of Zhang Jialiang. Watching Zhang Jialiang stride forward surrounded by an entourage, the leaders of the United Front Department welcomed him in like stars revolving around the moon.
Having experienced this before, Liang Dong was already prepared. Sure enough, an arc-shaped shockwave shot forth from the bowstring, resembling a beam of sword qi.
The man shuddered violently. This creature was simply a demon; that single shot had already scared him out of his wits, and now they wanted to fire another. This psychological torture almost drove the man mad on the spot.
When Zhao Zhanshan drew the boxing gloves from his bosom, Xu Zhe's eyes narrowed involuntarily. This pair of gloves looked bizarre, covered with numerous barbs and faint gleams of hidden blades.
Although Wen Xin had started her own company, it was still in its fledgling stage, making profits a very distant prospect. Yet, as the president of the company, Wen Xin still used public transit for commuting, leaving Wen Xin with no reason to refuse Lin Xifan's offer to drive her home.
"It's not ideal," said Zhang Yao. "Even though we can produce the blueprints, our current technology is still insufficient for manufacturing it."
If the Empire were to be crushed, it would prove that the Empire had become utterly rotted to its core and was completely vulnerable. By then, the Western Kingdom would likely swoop in to reap the rewards.
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