Chapter 19: The Long Street Slaughterhouse (14)

Liangqin was startled. Seeing the state her eldest brother was in, she knew she could not stay long in the East Courtyard, so she simply led Ah Xiu away.

"As long as the Elder is satisfied, the Su family will naturally do our utmost to uphold the Elder's reputation, find the rumor-monger, and put this matter to rest!" The head of the Su family spoke with righteous pretense, self-deceptively, though what he truly thought in his heart remained unknown.

Furthermore, everyone in the Second Layer was like loose sand, completely lacking the strong cohesive force of the First Layer's army.

Su Xiyue had originally thought that the rainbow pool was dreamlike, illusory, and breathtakingly beautiful, but the moment she heard it was a place where dragons bathed, she instantly lost her appetite.

Six eyes met. Mu Shuangshuang, Mu Dashan, and Yu Siniang stared at one another outside the entrance of the county magistrate's office, and finally, Mu Shuangshuang rushed forward.

Xie Chengdong wanted to squeeze her hand with some force, but alas, his fingers were completely devoid of strength. He sighed inwardly; shortly after waking up, he once again lapsed into unconsciousness.

In her memories, Jun Mohan had always been truly wonderful to her, constantly cherishing and protecting her.

Qin Liusu and Mother Sun entered a low-thatched cottage one after the other. Pushing open the door, a cloud of dust rushed toward them, and the air was permeated with the smell of rotting thatch. The lighting inside was already poor, coupled with the gathering dusk, and it took quite a while for Qin Liusu's eyes to adjust to the conditions inside the room.

The overwhelming force caused Song Qiuyin's body to suddenly go limp. On the verge of going mad, she collapsed directly onto the chair, her face turning pale.

Wearing rain-proof gear, they looked like dark ghosts that only ventured out at night under the increasingly darkening sky.

"Yue'er is giving birth, why are you preparing a tub for her?" Zhan Xintang walked into the tent and asked like a curious child, looking around as he spoke.

However, upon seeing the filth from the outhouse stained on the front of his robe, the mood that had managed to improve with such difficulty plummeted instantly to rock bottom.

Sheng Shi slowly turned his head, picked up the glass of red wine on the table, took a gentle sip, and smiled without a word.

The man shook his head, the look of helplessness on his face deepening. Having gutted the fish clean, he stood up, preparing to go to the water's edge to wash them. However, where his gaze fell, several flying cranes suddenly took flight. His expression darkened, and raising his head to look at the expanse of water ahead, a white figure reflected in his eyes.

Ye Shuayi was startled; she had not expected her boss to handle the matter personally, which came as a tremendous surprise to her.

Gu Lanshan lowered the spoon in her hand with a trace of surprise and took the mobile landline receiver handed over to her by the housekeeper's wife, wondering inwardly who could possibly be calling, especially on the landline, since she had never given her landline number to anyone.

"Hmph, what high-tech gadgets can you pull off? I'm not going with you, I'm afraid you won't make it back." Xiao Baizhu muttered in the back seat while tinkering with the new buttons around her, not forgetting to cast a disdainful glance at her.

Leng Muhan could not help but reach out to touch his own uneven, pitted face. Should he consider himself fortunate?

The Emperor was first enraged, and then felt that this form of address was truly novel. Although he was the father of many children, no one had ever addressed him quite like this. In fact, since Yun Duoduo had married the Crown Prince, calling him father was nothing out of the ordinary.

Seeing that they were about to crash into the water's surface, Xiao Baizhu lunged forward, grabbed her hand, and pulled hard. The flying shuttle finally lifted its nose. The craft skimmed across the water at high speed, kicking up a high spray of water, and then soared back into the sky.

"Could it be that milord has not found the place yet? Though that location is indeed very covert and not easily discovered..." said Nanxi.

They said that men were the backbone of the household, and that a company must be named after a man's surname to ensure the integrity of the family business.

After all, as a dignified time-traveler, Zhou Zhou could not play the stock market, do business, or ride the crest of the waves. He was tone-deaf, could not even remember movie scripts, and lacked the leisurely mindset to remember when a certain tycoon would make a fortune so he could rush to offer timely assistance.

She had long wanted to go to Shenjia Village and probe Gu Yuehua's intentions, but remembering what she had done not long ago, she felt she had lost all face, and in the end, she held back.

The most ancient among them was on par with the Sword Sovereign Wan Qianqiu, having weathered nearly a hundred and fifty years of wind and rain. On the old cultivator's back were branded six paths of holy seals.

Yet all of this was undermining the development speed of the Dahu World. As the Dahu World grew, every single advancement would provide him with immense assistance. Such assistance could never be traded for a mere bit of cultivation time, and such a cultivation environment destined him to only enjoy the fruits within this world.

"Still daring to strike, you're courting death!" Hogge had been standing guard nearby, and his claws instantly flashed with cold light as he prepared to launch an attack.

Daoji emerged from the dark shadows. He had no need to conceal himself; as a Heavenly Realm Second Tier Arhat, he had no reason to be overly wary of Qiao Chuqing, who was at the Heavenly Realm First Tier.

The reason they were called the survivors was that all the guests had already evacuated long prior. Those who still remained on the Cloud Dwelling Inn were solely members of the Special Operations Force, the Director's friends, as well as personnel from the Iris Agency and the restaurant.

Yet what Zhang Baoyu displayed at this moment far exceeded the imagination of Sitting Mountain Guest.

Lin Anqi answered just as loudly, continuing to count numbers without lifting her head, recording them into the registration ledger.

With a heavy slap, Wen Yuan's fist collided heavily with Li Nantian's eagle claws. With several thudding steps, Li Nantian was actually forced to stumble backward a few paces by Wen Yuan's blow.

The reporter did not stop her, but thought thoughtfully for a moment before his eyes suddenly lit up. He ran to the window and used his phone to snap a few photos of Pei Xiao's retreating figure as she left the hospital.

"Ghost if I believe you, hmph, if you don't grow wrinkles, wouldn't you turn into a monster? Everyone gets wrinkles when they grow old." Tian Ying laughed and bantered.

Lin Anqi was completely soul-stirred and absent. She had thought of a thousand possibilities, but never imagined that this would be the way she and Tang Junfeng parted ways.

"Alright, we've bought enough things, let's go back!" Yan Luoxi no longer had the mood to stroll around, tossed two more packs of instant noodles into the cart, and pushed it away.

This courtyard was located within the Second Ring Road of the capital, with no tall buildings surrounding it. A gentle breeze could drift right in. Sitting in the courtyard, it felt refreshingly cool to the point of being slightly chilly, but for Ye Caiman, this sensation was just right.