Volume 1, Chapter 50: Applying Medicine

Gabur, a handsome young man—though this was merely his surface appearance, as he was certainly much older than he looked. Despite also having blonde hair, Andrew did not inherit a single trace of the Fox Clan's good looks, save for his ears. Instead, this Gabur looked much more like a male fox spirit.

Without hesitation, Ye Li lunged toward the door, only to find that it refused to open—the very door she normally opened dozens of times a day. The lock, the lock! Her fingers trembled as she tried to operate it. Meanwhile, Mr. Sun, slightly hunched over, lunged forward again, grabbed her arm, forcefully spun her around, and delivered a sharp slap across her face.

"Are you tired? If you're tired, get some sleep," Qin Lang finally broke the silence. He gently reached out to tousle Ye Li's hair, then got up. His bathrobe had been tossed aside earlier, and seemingly too lazy to pick it up, he walked straight off the bed and into the bathroom of Ye Li's room.

"Weren't you very busy? Why did you run over here, and you didn't even eat anything?" Dragged all the way to the car by Qin Lang, Ye Li suddenly realized that Qin Lang had eaten practically nothing earlier, only continuously picking food and putting it on her plate. Since he wasn't going to eat, why come to the restaurant in the first place?

Those who were still hesitating saw Brother Jiantou and Lin Yu in the distance, still waiting for their news.

"Smack!" Ye Li stepped back two steps, her cheek burning fiercely. Qin Lang had struck her hard, and she felt a faint taste of metallic blood in her mouth while her ears buzzed continuously.

"General Manager Ye!" Several employees hurriedly put aside their leisure activities and came over to greet Ye Yu.

As for the previous insect tide, for many countries, even just ten zerg creatures were already exceedingly difficult to handle.

With great effort, Ye Li smoothed out her crumpled clothes as best as she could and managed to put them on. When she opened the door and went outside, she happened to run into Aunt Cui, who was cleaning the fitness room opposite.

The patriarchs of the various clans were no fools; they all understood the implication behind the leader's words and successively expressed their stance that their respective families would throw themselves fully into the war.

"They're here!" Yan Xiangnuan and Yan Xiangyang exchanged a glance and smiled. Then, with a helpless response, Yan Xiangnuan turned and walked toward the main hall.

Her own cell phone was temporarily deactivated, which meant that social tools like QQ and WeChat could not be restarted either, purely as a precaution against being monitored by internet police.

Hearing Tuoba Huang mention cultivation techniques, Zhang Sheng recalled a technique regarding blood-qi cultivation that he had once seen within the Xuanyuan Space, and he now intended to gift it directly to Tuoba Huang.

The battered and utterly wretched group, having suffered such a blow, promptly became deranged and wandered the streets of Yongzhou, while the clansmen of Yongzhou did not extend even the slightest helping hand.

"Senior, let's head to the room first!" Long Shaofeng got straight to the point without wasting words. With that, he walked directly toward the room. Seeing this, the stubble-faced man looked even more puzzled before following after him.

Manman stayed obediently on Wen Yao's shoulder; the atmosphere of the mountain forest made it feel extremely comfortable. It drooped its vines and grew somewhat drowsy.

After three months of recuperation, the injuries on this group of people were more or less healed, but the immediate problem facing them was not the endless evil entities, but supplies.

"The name of this sword forge that I know of is 'Ou Ye Forge'. It is said that the master of this house was a descendant of Ou Yezi from the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods, so the items inside this house might very well be legacies passed down by Ou Yezi," Shen Sanbai recounted everything he knew about the house.

Therefore, the Emperor did not fully trust him; he only trusted him for the time being. Should the day come when this matter had to be brought into the open, he would look solely at the evidence—without evidence, everything else was useless.

Seeing how sensitive Hu Zhen was, Anran said no more, merely lowering her gaze to look at the child in Hu Zhen's arms.

"Are your legs not your own? Does it not hurt when you pinch them?" Lu Ping'an's gaze fell upon Yu Chuchu's hands, his voice low, magnetic, and devoid of any emotion.

Therefore, when the Princess rushed over and snatched the sticks from their hands, they prudently let go and allowed them to be dropped, holding their breath and not daring to make a sound.

"Take good care of the Princess." The gentleness Xiangyang had shown moments before was completely gone, his bright and sunny handsome face as dark as gathering storm clouds.

I finally snapped back to my senses. No wonder Elder Jiang's first reaction was whether Jiang Ning's wedding could proceed as scheduled. What he cared about was how to conceal Jiang Ning's injuries.

She knew how to taste red wine, but she couldn't touch white liquor at all. White rum was a notoriously strong spirit with a fierce aftertaste; two gulps down, and Chu Yun felt her head spinning.

Feng Weiming frowned, watching Long Yixuan, who was clutching at him. The boy was close in age to his younger sister, which made it impossible for him to harden his heart and wrench away the hand gripping his robe.

Old Master Wan walked back into the inner room with a smile, retrieved the contract and the keys, and walked back out to hand them to her.

"Uncle, Aunt, Jiahui, we still need to go burn incense for our master; we'll be leaving now. We'll head out as soon as we get back from offering incense. Jiahui, hurry up and pack your things too, otherwise, it'll be too late when we get back to the county town," Lei Ce instructed, bidding farewell to Song Sancheng and Wu Cuihua.

Shen Hao, the young man sitting next to her, took the liberty of scooping a bowl of soft-shelled turtle soup and placing it before her. Chu Yun frowned almost imperceptibly and thanked him. He touched the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and using the water spilled on the table and blocked by a teacup, he traced out the characters "Sixth Young Master".

When he woke up, he had deliberately scanned with the Eye of Chaos. Within the Time Reincarnation, the only entities worthy of attention were a few individuals in the Second Realm. Could it be that Jiemi went to connect with them?

That place was originally used by students to store their luggage and quilts. At the moment, it had been commandeered as well. Everyone retrieved their own suitcases and quilt bags and shoved them under the iron beds.

To these three professional souls, testing whether Tangze was merely a beast driven by a thirst for power who had stumbled into the catacombs, or a meticulously planning demon attempting to usurp Andariel's throne, was a matter of utmost importance.

The wind had risen. As Chen Feng left Qingliu City, he felt the mist and drizzle drifting down from the sky amid the faint light of dawn.

And with the Blood Cloud Soul-Defiling Shield blocking the way, Xue Di Zi was not worried that these mere ants could escape. However, he did not completely lower his guard regarding Jindan grandmasters like Daoist Longyuan; given their status, they might very well possess divine-level treasures bestowed by their sects.