Chapter 60: Just a Mountain Bandit

Song Mingrui puffed and panted all the way to the office, dumped his belt onto the desk, and finally picked up the phone.
"Hello, this is Song Mingrui."
"Old Song, it's me. Guess who I ran into when I went out today?"
Song Mingrui: "......"
Is this guy out of his mind? He calls just to ask who he ran into—did he step in a pile of dog crap or something???
"Let me tell you, I saw Qin Wangyuan. What is that old fellow doing in Ningcheng—"

Hearing this, Helian Nuo and the others sneered disdainfully. They had long since grown accustomed to the alarmism of their elders. In their view, those so-called predecessors always loved to exaggerate every difficulty tenfold before speaking of them. Unfortunately, everyone present had walked through storms of blood and fire; they were hardly going to be frightened by a few simple words.

Leng Yan sensed the hatred in Mo Ning’s eyes, casting a sharp, cold, and merciless gaze upon him.
"Am I pregnant!" someone asked with a completely serious expression, posing a topic that also sounded quite serious.

The newcomer burst right in, cupping his hands in a salute toward Sixth Master: "Sixth Master, news just came from Leng's side—Master Leng has been captured." Anxiety was written all over his face.
"That's right, hahaha, just an amateur hobby, an amateur hobby." Old威尔 (Old威尔) remained unbothered, as if he had seen something hilarious, laughing heartily with his eyes narrowed into slits.
Oh god, I completely forgot about this whole incident. Such an utter humiliation in life, yet it had to be witnessed by Diao Chen. All of this was simply the fault of my inner glutton.

Mumu jumped around in anxiety. He really had been invited in, yet his bag had been confiscated. Could the first hurdle upon entering be some sort of internal academy championship for the Divine Academy? Seeing the other person grab hold of him, did that mean he wouldn't be allowed to leave unless he won a decathlon?
Yu Han nodded: "Not bad." It was hard to tell whether he meant the disappearance of the black fog was not bad, or that Mido's remark was not bad.

After reading the note, Leng Yan handed it to Wang Yang. However, his expression grew extremely heavy, as if it harbored bad news. Leng Yan’s eyes shifted toward Xiang Lai, only to collide with Xiang Lai’s returning gaze. Their eyes met, yet a world of unspoken words lay within them.
"Senior, stop laughing!" Hearing Dongfang Yi's laughter echoing endlessly over the phone, Luo Yixuan said in exasperation.

These were the data points they had spent ages analyzing; what right did Tang Ya have to deduce them simply by looking at the funds repeatedly withdrawn from the financial department?
Asgard had also heard many stories about the Nine Realms, but since the Nine Realms only intersected with Earth once in a very long time, it had been many years since anyone from the Nine Realms had visited Earth prior to Thor’s last descent.

He had no time for curiosity, immediately sitting cross-legged on the ground to absorb all the spiritual energy. After不知道 how long, he opened his eyes to find that the Bodhisattva Guanyin had already vanished.
The moment he stepped through the door, Chen Tianyi’s suppressed wild desires flared up once more. He pinned Tang Ya against the door in a forceful "beidong" and kissed her deeply and passionately.
"You really are losing your mind in your old age; today is Thursday, after all," Masterin chimed in with a grin as he walked over and overheard Old Earl's remark.

"No thank you, I've already made plans with a friend, and someone will be here to pick me up shortly," Lin Feng politely declined.
"A level-five rogue probably doesn't exist in many numbers within the game yet. I'll go register at school tomorrow, and continue gaming once I'm back; I shouldn't fall too far behind in progress," Lin Feng thought to himself. After finishing a cup of instant noodles, he fell into a deep sleep.

The jade flute looked just like the one belonging to Han Xiangzi, but Qiu Ming knew nothing about playing the flute; he had no idea what to use it for, though he was decent at whistling.
Yet, the genuinely crucial words Earl spoke next made Nick Fury prick up his ears once more.
"I'm going to turn in the quest," Lin Feng said. As long as this side quest was handed in, this dungeon could be considered perfectly cleared.

Though I knew nothing of what his dwelling looked like, he was, after all, the Emperor of the Underworld. For an emperor to keep his inner palace entirely devoid of consorts, just how lonely must he have been?
Yu Xiubai pulled out his phone, flipping through the files stored within it along with the evidence of Ruan Pingyuan accepting bribes, showing them all to him.

Every cause has its effect; she was inherently a kind person and would not arbitrarily poison someone without reason.
"Grandmother, if she lives, I live; if she dies, I die." Lu Wu did not look at Grand Princess Jing'an, only tenderly brushing aside Du Ruo's disheveled hair.

Hesitating for a moment, I knew that once I turned back, Wuan would be gone. If I crossed over now, would I be separated from Gu Xi once again?
She wasn't the type to throw herself at every wealthy person she met. It was true that she loved money, but having been exposed to the world of the high-net-worth since high school, ordinary wealthy individuals simply didn't catch her eye.

Qing Muzi merely paused for a fraction of a second. Without even lifting his eyelids, he slashed a cut across He Zhixu's wrist. Seeing that a second strike was about to follow, I could no longer hold back and flicked the wooden bead, sending a fine thread shooting outward. But the next instant, my entire body stiffened, because halfway through its flight, the thread seemed to collide with something hanging downward—right at the exact spot where the folding screen had collapsed.

The non-commissioned officer's eyes blazed as he glared at the officer. Furious to the point of madness, he nevertheless understood that the major was right.
Ruohuai Xi and Ye Lishang were talking inside the room. As Ai Qiaoqiao carried the dishes in, he kept sniffing the air.
The surviving officers of the Seventh Division were all concentrated at the Wolf Clan Special Operations Team's base, while the privates were kept under guard across three separate military camps.

Mu Bingyue rubbed her throbbing temples. These ministers were truly the right hand and left hand of Xuanyuan Yi, standing in opposition and debating for so long without either side showing the slightest sign of disadvantage.
Aoyu remained completely silent, though his gaze stayed fixed intently upon him. This was also what he cared about most; an alliance between two parties would only grant a single qualification to each, whereas supporting Liu San would allow one to monopolize two. Yet, apart from the Heavenly Evil Sacred Land, the other three sects and two sacred lands had tacitly chosen not to come and support Liu San.