Book One, Chapter 35: Clues in the Timeline

Jian Mofan’s throat bobbed as his arms suddenly tightened, pulling her firmly into his embrace. He lowered his head and kissed those slightly pouted red lips.

Just as we were chanting scriptures for the billionaire in the grand hall, the temple’s abbot suddenly appeared in my line of sight accompanied by someone. Yes, it was Wen Wanqing! Although she was dressed in heavy monastic robes and a matching cap, I recognized her instantly; her appearance was something I would remember for the rest of my life.

These successive imperial edicts were truly heartening, offering a glimmer of hope to the increasingly impoverished populace.

I said to myself, "How could I not yearn for the life of finding one person to love, to grow old with and never be parted? But my life is destined to be a path of no return, and I cannot rewrite it."

Meanwhile, Brother Li instructed Norway and Zhang Liang to go to the hotel and bring Yang Peiqi, Chen Siyu, and Master Gao to our current location.

I knew Gu Yan would never tell anyone about this matter; she also understood that this child was, to me, equivalent to a rebirth. I do not pin my hopes on an afterlife, nor on reincarnation; I place all my expectations on this child.

Seeing that Jue Wushen was not venting his anger on him, Jue Xin let out a silent sigh of relief, lowered his head, and dared not utter a sound.

When the three returned to Emerald Bamboo Pavilion, Hongjin voiced her concerns with worry: "The Young Master has lost his internal energy and will need several days to recover. If you go at a time like this..." "What? The Young Master has lost his internal energy?" Ye Shu could no longer sit still.

Seeing this, the security personnel of the patrol team shouted loudly, pursued them relentlessly, and took measures.

The monsters Gida had encountered in the past would either pause mid-move or commit to a single strike; he had never seen such a variation in technique, which was why he had barely suffered for it.

Jia Zheng glanced at the large tray held by Wang Shun, covered in yellow silk, and moved by a sudden thought, he boarded the carriage with Jia Qing to return to the manor.

A pale blue figure dominated the sky overhead, wings spreading like a shroud over the earth, accompanied by savage fangs and claws glowing with the purple light of lethal venom—in an instant, the Azure Fire Dragon transformed into a sword piercing the ground, its terrifying, eerie claws making Gida tremble.

Gida, muttering to himself, looked to the other side of the tree and stared. The vine was not wrapped around it; it had grown there naturally, and the person who set the trap had simply made clever use of it.

As the city’s most watched competitive event, more than 300 million people watched the match through various media, accounting for 34% of the city’s total population.

Chen Jingjing nodded gently. It was clear she liked the phone very much, but she worried the price was too high and that buying it would be an extravagant waste of money.

"Think about it: Wang'er had no grievances with him, yet just because he was helping me, he was beaten half to death, and his son’s leg was broken... If he were truly righteous and hated evil, why haven't we seen him hunt down and punish the people from those other families?"

Before he died, he still could not believe it; his desperate counterattack seemed so laughable before Chu Yunfan, who had casually cleaved him into nothingness with a single strike.

As a spirit array master, Han Yilie certainly had some exchanges with other local practitioners, and thus understood the demands and compensation required by spirit array masters far better than Zhang Xinhu did.

"By the way, I forgot to ask—why did you come here so suddenly? I don't think there are any hermit masters in this vicinity," Walter asked in confusion. After all, Dawn’s arrival was so timely that it was no exaggeration to call it a timely rain.

Since the Emperor was putting on a performance, why should Zhao Gou interfere? If he had spoken out to stop it, he feared the Crown Prince Zhao Huan and the others would never let him off, so Zhao Gou remained silent, watching the situation unfold.

The New Year Festival directing team was currently working, and the submission process was nearing its end; everything was on track and did not require others to worry.

Swift as the wind, agile in movement, with keen perception and dance-like grace... these were the true capabilities of an assassin.

That feeling of being nearly crippled was absolutely unpleasant, and Ling Jueding did not want to experience it ever again.

At this moment, a whistling sound came from the air, and an exotic beast descended from the heavens, falling heavily to the ground.

Itsuka Shido and the others felt a blur before their eyes, only to find that Takamiya Mio had disappeared from before them, and they themselves had appeared elsewhere.

The dungeon Zakunade, where Octavia was located, was near the Scourge Mountains, between the God-Severing Pass and the Human-Severing Pass, and was not on the marching route Ivan had chosen.

There was no trace of nostalgia in his eyes, only a yearning, bloodthirsty anticipation.

At this time, Wen Rui naturally saw the relationship between the two. Liang Yuanping had brought boyfriends home before, but it wasn't this Zhang Zhengsheng; he must be a new flame.

"I suspected it was you all along. After searching for two months, I finally found you. My true face? What is my true face?" He took a step back as I pushed him, then shoved me back in turn, and I was thrown hard against the sofa.

It was just a pity that the lively wedding had been turned into a complete mess by this wilderness world, becoming the greatest regret of my life and A-San’s.