Volume 1, Chapter 156: Elopement

True Heiress from the Seventies: Why Are You Panicking When I Head to the Countryside? Bright and luminous moon 1198 words 2026-04-01 07:01:00

Su Tingxue lowered her eyes. "Third Brother, you think I am inferior to my sister in every way. She can earn money for the family, but I am different; I only hold the family back."

Qin Luo watched as the Tyrannosaurus returned to his side. After a moment of thought, he checked their attributes through the imperial system.

Just as countless people were embroiled in endless debate, the 40th Aviation Association recovered the remains of the ancient sea dragon that had fallen into the sea.

Li Zhen was granted the title of Prince of Han. This was because Li Shimin had stripped Li Yuanchang of the title, and bestowing it upon him showed just how much expectation Li Shimin had for this son.

Emperor Xuanwu felt helpless about this. After all, Xuanwu had become an independent overlord of the Demon Realm. For him to lead his descendants to answer the call to arms was already a gesture of great nobility; how could he be expected to command the Demon Realm as easily as his own forces?

At this moment, Liang Chen finally understood why he had felt an indescribable sense of illusion when he first touched the surrounding walls. It was because this place was inherently a phantasmal grand formation, condensed from the miniature essence of all things in the universe... Thinking of this, Liang Chen flicked his finger once more, striking the ground again.

Qi Jing'an had tampered with the blade the moment he slammed it onto the table. He dared not delay any longer, fearing that something might truly go wrong.

He had exhausted almost all his defensive measures, including the power of the "Soft Mirror Armor," just to resist to this extent. The terrifying nature of the opponent's attack power was self-evident.

Off the stage, everyone fell silent. They subconsciously slowed their breathing, fearing that the slightest sound might cause them to miss even a note of such exquisite music.

Adhering to the principle of not wasting food, Qin Huai grabbed Ouyang under the pretext of discussing teaching strategies to eat steamed buns.

"Tomorrow, I will go see Luo Feixiao. He must be suspicious of me regarding the affairs of the Ghost Gate." Qin Yebo admitted publicly that he and Mu Qingge had already performed the wedding rites.

Over the past four years, Shu Mo had grown accustomed to this rhythm. She had never once spent a holiday with her child; it was always overtime, overtime, and more overtime at the shop.

In the past, he had never believed that any immortal could catch his eye. He thought that there was no immortal in this world who could stir his heart.

"What did you say? I didn't hear you clearly..." Li Yan crossed his arms, his chin slightly lifted, his cold gaze staring down at the two of them. Chen Yueting was instantly drenched in cold sweat, bowing obediently to accept the order.

"Well, of course. This martial arts tournament only happens once every sixty years. All the disciples come to this Wuwang Valley, so naturally, everyone wants to walk away with some treasures, haha." Tiangang added quickly. He was very much looking forward to the auction and had prepared many pills and talismans to trade.

It was not like the villa; his room felt somewhat monotonous, and even appeared a bit cold.

It was already nine o'clock at night when he returned home. Exhausted and wanting to go to sleep early, he was awakened by a strange phone number.

Pei Xiaolian could not stop Chu Yun. When Chu Yun pushed open the door to the room, the back of a man came into her view.

When Ning Yuanlan opened her eyes, it was already broad daylight, yet her mind was much clearer. She remembered that she had a fever last night and that Ling Mo had taken care of her for a long time, but where was he now?

Therefore, having realized the truth that letting things take their natural course would surely lead to her early demise, An Youran finally added a new item to her morning greeting to the Heir Apparent today after much deliberation: a request to resign.

"Young Master," a man in a coarse blue shirt hurried to the back of the procession and cautiously consulted the man draped in a heavy cloak, "there seems to be a situation behind us! Should we find cover before proceeding?"