Chapter 47

Jiang Yi could perhaps never imagine that in the future, his path would cross with the three characters "Rakshasa Star."

Looking at the guqin on the drawing paper, the corners of his mouth curved upward. Could this truly be destiny? Yet why would such a fair maiden grieve over another man? No one could bear to see it. What on earth did she mean earlier by "marriage" and "ancient times"?

Mayor Duan, who accompanied Zhou Chu on the inspection, was beyond thrilled! Come to think of it, when Zhou Chu first sought him out, he had come bearing a note from Zhang Jun. Always upright, Mayor Duan had actually looked down upon this quite a bit initially, assuming Zhou Chu was merely another pampered scion of some high-ranking official, and thus had treated him with utter coldness.

"Only if you catch me will I let you shoot me," Yang Lefan said with an evil grin, the corners of his mouth hooked high into the air as he deliberately teased her.

Lin Hanxi smiled and excused herself. For the first time, Lin Guozhang looked at her with an appreciative gaze, watching her leave. As he gazed at her slender retreating figure, his eyes gradually grew deep and distant.

Many people might loathe the Jews, but their diligence and perseverance are truly virtues worthy of study by all ethnic groups.

Lin Hanxi did not know how far she had flown; she only knew that she had to leave the Tiandong Building. She had to leave this place immediately, without staying for even a minute. No matter who it was, absolutely nothing could stop or alter her resolute determination to leave.

Yang Lefan punched the man right in the socket of his eye, dusted off his collar, and, acting as if nothing had happened, continued looking toward the playground, thoroughly enjoying the "scenery."

Seeing her furrowed brows relax considerably, Jiang Ming finally let go of half his worry, only to turn around and find many members of the Jiang family standing by the roadside—not looking at him, but rather at Jiang Yishan, who stood not far behind him.

"My surname is Cao, and I'd rather leave the rest unsaid; saying it might anger you two police officers," Yang Lefan said, slowly sitting down, picking up his teacup, and glancing sideways at the Xiao brothers' expressions.

As for why the style changed so drastically in the middle, I can only explain it using a currently popular saying.

Such arrogance is supported by an immensely formidable foundation and refined through the passage of countless years; it is something ordinary clan descendants could never possibly rival.

Now learning that Yun Moting had fallen ill, she could naturally no longer endure it and immediately prepared to lead people to storm into the Qi family estate.

Hearing unusual movements outside the courtyard, Shen Zhuo hurriedly told Ying'er to go out and investigate. Then, after tidying her own clothes, she hurried toward the side chambers where Xiao Luan and Xiao Wei were resting.

She truly did not want to return in the future to find that house, once filled with warm memories, feeling utterly lifeless and dead.

Li Beitian helped her undo the buttons, then pulled out the white T-shirt tucked inside, completing the subsequent movements in one fluid motion.

In this way, Nan Xing could forge a connection with Li Beitian, and ultimately, their Nan family would still have hope of securing the Li family as their backing.

With a hint of disdain in his tone, the shop assistant cast his gaze up and down, sizing Su Xiao up continuously.

Yet if Lin Zitai were to fall, there was virtually no one capable of replacing him at this stage; he was an irreplaceable existence.

The speckled butterfly was less than five meters away from Zhao Jia, and she was already prepared to reach out her hand and stroke it.

In just a fleeting moment, Sun Manqing arrived near the ugly man. Although the Steel-Tailed Deer was rather wary of the Purple Cloud Scarlet Flame Python, since its master insisted on approaching, it had no choice but to bite the bullet and draw near.

Dongfang Baiyi's brow furrowed even deeper before he looked at the others, who immediately wiped the smiles from their faces, raising their eyes to the sky while the grins at the corners of their mouths stubbornly kept creeping up.

Hearing Yifei's words, Xuanmo Muxue could not help but bite her lip, secretly wondering in her heart why this man before her had lost his subjective consciousness, yet she still could not imprint the Mark of Enchantment into his mind?

Xia Chu had already been enduring things with great difficulty, but when Xu Lu vomited, it finally pushed her past that critical threshold, and she ran to the base of the wall to vomit as well.

At such an age, roughly ninety-nine percent of the people in the Heavenly Domain had no plans of having children.

Compared to the snow-covered world below, this place was like eternal spring, with flowers of various colors blooming in wild abandon everywhere. That beauty was utterly beyond description, filling Xiao Tian with a profound sense of shock.

Yet before this Crown Prince could display his might, he heard the Prince of Qi roar, "Shut your mouth!" which frightened him into silence, stripping away his previous haughtiness and leaving him looking like a frost-bitten eggplant.

Seeing Xiao Tian close in, Xiong Lang let out a hearty laugh. In the blink of an eye, his figure vanished from the spot, and when he reappeared, he had already teleported directly in front of Xiao Tian.

Opposite him and all around, hundreds of members of the Blood Moon were scattered about, and leading them was none of the avatars of the Blood Moon Sovereign, specifically the one in blue.

Zhiqing nodded obediently, then pulled Ling'er and Li'er back to the flower bed they were just at to continue playing. However, although Ling'er still looked quite happy at the moment, her constantly rolling large eyes revealed a hint of craftiness, proving she was certainly not as placid and obedient as she appeared on the surface.

"Rou'er, it seems something has happened to her, I'm going in to take a look," the Emperor of Xia casually found an excuse, then pushed Suura aside and forcefully barged inside.

Her gaze was somewhat dazed, occasionally flashing with a hint of panic. She seemed to want to say something, yet remained frozen in a daze, as if unsure what to speak of.

At present, the Qingfeng Team lacked only tournament experience to truly reach the level of a star-tier team.

Compared to him, he was simply incomparable. As for that Yuan Tian, in his eyes, he was entirely like an ant.

After the Deputy Battalion Commander left, it was already past five-thirty, and the sky was fully bright. High-ranking officers such as Li Ming Long, Chu Zhenhu, Haritu, and Ma Mingchuan saw that the Japanese devils were massing their troops in preparation for an assault, so they ordered their subordinates to hurriedly dig fortifications and effectively deploy their forces. The moment the devils reached the halfway point of the ridge, they would open fire and strike them fiercely.

Today, the plum blossoms in the vase indeed had a slightly different shape from usual, possessing a more elegant posture, showing that someone had specially taken the pains to select them.

With no other choice, the colleague chose to turn on the equipment. Although the two of them were specially invited roving reporters for this Four-School League, they were also from the Hubei School of Journalism, and he held a sliver of wariness toward Mu Youyou.

Until the sound of the flute finally ended, Li Xixi reminisced for a long time before putting away the bamboo flute, her tranquil eyes growing increasingly cold and aloof.

The bag of snow slowly melted into water, so Huixiang went to fetch a fresh cloth bag to pack with new snow. Nianyun still personally warmed it back and forth for him, while Ning'er suddenly stirred, softly murmuring something under her breath.